The flowers are blooming and blooming, the sound is beautiful and around, and between the low eyebrows and smiles, whose deep affection is gorgeous and the love at first sight on the Sansheng Stone?

Looking at each other, Yan Hanyu's heart trembled slightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The feeling of strangeness and familiarity is heartwarming.

She was really defenseless in front of him, and the hand holding the handkerchief was not as tight as it was just now, although it was not so tight, but she didn't let go of the handkerchief.

She thought he would take her handkerchief, but he only reached out and lifted the corner of the silk handkerchief, and his body approached, and the teacup was handed over, and it was already close to her mouth.

Yan Hanyu's cheeks turned into a delicate red little by little, and he took small sips of water from his hand.

After drinking a glass of water, he put down the teacup, looked back again, and saw that she was still raising her hand, and his face leaned back.

The silk yarn flickered slightly because of her breath, and gently brushed her cheeks, brushing again and again.

Her heart also rippled, and her slightly raised face and half-drooping eyes were right in front of his hazy lips through the silk handkerchief.

"Aren't you really tired?" he asked again, voice.

The dream just now also entered her heart, and she replied shyly and timidly, her voice was delicate and soft, "Tired!" But the things on her face look like eyesore. ”

The voice sounded like coquettishness.

He raised his hand, his slender fingers gently and softly caressed her forehead, and his voice was low, "It's not an eyesore." ”

Through the silk handkerchief, he bowed his head, his lips pressed against hers.

The warm breath entangled.

Yan Hanyu's cheeks were hot, his hand shook, the silk handkerchief was loosened, he hooked it in his hand, and it fell down flutteringly, revealing his whole little face.

She didn't even dare to meet his eyes, for fear that if she looked any further, she would get drunk in his eyes.

The sound was very pleasant to hear, and the kiss made her nervous, she didn't feel abrupt, she just felt spoiled, and she really told her that she wouldn't dislike it.

Even if her appearance is ruined, he will still like her, won't he?

"It's not an eyesore at all. He repeated in a low voice.

The smile was enlarged, her eyebrows were full of smiles, and she leaned sideways, her head resting on his shoulder.

All the physical discomfort that had been tormented by the heat seemed to be alleviated after seeing him.

Erotic also, it seems that she can't escape this color word.

She was really fascinated by him.

She couldn't remember how long they had known each other, and the things they had spent together had become blurry images, and she tried to think hard but couldn't remember anything.

She only knew that the talented and good-looking brother in the capital was standing in front of her, and she would not be moved.

Alone he is different.

She will only be attracted to him and only like him.

"It's not windy today, so it's more comfortable to go outside and bask in the sun. ”

His warm voice interrupted her thoughts.

She replied softly, "Hmm." ”

"You just woke up, you've slept for two days, and you need something to eat, I'll make it for you. ”

"Will you make food?"

Zhao Xian's expression was a little puzzled, as if she had asked something incredible.

Sensing his different expression, Yan Hanyu lowered his eyebrows and did not speak.

Did she say the wrong thing? Did she forget something?

He's a prince anyway, could it be that he can cook food himself?

She wanted to remember a vague picture in her head, but she still couldn't.

She shook her head.

"What's wrong? Still uncomfortable?" she was groggy when she was hot, exactly like a little girl.

She responded urgently, "No, no discomfort." ”

"The clothes are here, can I change them myself? If not, I'll have someone come in and help you." ”

"I can ......," she replied as she raised her eyes to meet his, "change herself." ”

"Then I'll go and I'll be back soon. ”

Seeing that he was about to leave, she pulled his sleeve and looked around, surrounded by an unfamiliar environment.

"Where is this?"

"This is my annex, it's not big, but it's quiet. Aunt Fang, don't worry, I sent it to your family's other village, and Aunt Hong will take care of it. ”

"Thank you. For a moment he couldn't say anything but thank her.

"If you want to thank me, get well. ”

"Hmm. She replied.

Watching his back disappear from behind the screen, Yan Hanyu rubbed his head with both hands, when did this amnesia start?

She hung her head, but saw her dress neatly placed at the head of the bed.

The plain white Luo skirt and the moire placket are exactly the same as the moire embroidery thread on Zhao Xian's robe.

She happily picked up the dress, and found that the skirt was full of clothes and trousers to belts.

"He didn't bring it himself, did he?" she muttered to herself.

If it's really going to shame her.

After all, smallpox is inherently susceptible to infection, and the clothes you change have to be soaked in potion, or they are burned directly.

Looking at the bronze mirror, seeing his face clearly, he couldn't help but sigh a few times.

When she was a child, she was bitten by mosquitoes and has taken her face very seriously. Mama Hong is already good at women's maintenance, and of course she has learned a lot of skin care skills.

She didn't forget everything when she was young, she still remembered all of them, why did she forget Zhao Xian?

Did you just forget about Zhao Xian?

Yan Hanyu was puzzled.

At that time, Chen Boyuan's sentence King Qin came back, her first thought was that King Qin was gone three years ago, this is the memory of the previous life, but when she thought of this life, some things were vague, so that she couldn't distinguish between the past life and the present life.

From the previous life to this life, she has only liked one person, not Lu Youhan, but Zhao Xian.

It's no wonder that she always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity when she looks at Lu Youhan, but it turns out that her gentle temperament makes her confused.

Zhao Xian, Zhao Xian!

She muttered his name, as if she remembered him like this.

Is that a lovesick memory that is missing?

She really has amnesia!

Facing the bronze mirror, Yan Hanyu looked at herself for a long time, happy and sad for a while.

Now the acne rash on his face is even an eyesore for himself, let alone let Zhao Xian face it all day long.

There was a plain white soft cigarette on the dresser, and I don't know if it was used by Zhao Xian or prepared for her, she tied it on her forehead as a wipe on her forehead, blocking the acne on her head.

The green silk was scattered behind her head, she combed it a few times, simply put her long hair on, and walked out of the house.

The clear sky is clear, the wind is fragrant and the day is warm, the spring is lush, and the coldness of the previous days is less, and it adds a bit of spring.

The most comfortable thing is that there is a chair in the courtyard, lying on it, the sun is warm, and it is very comfortable.

She leaned lazily, her face covered with a veil again.

I heard the sound of thin footsteps, and then I opened my eyes.

It was a woman in her thirties, with a slightly wide body and a round face, and she saluted her, smiling in a friendly manner, and her eyebrows and eyes were clearly wrinkled when she smiled.

"This is the dumb aunt, and she has been helping her for the past two days. Zhao Xian's gentle voice came from behind him.

Hearing Zhao Xian's explanation, Yan Hanyu knew that she had really thought too much just now, and her face turned red again.

Taking off the veil, Yan Hanyu nodded at her and thanked her again, "Thank you, dumb aunt." ”

The dumb girl smiled, shook her hand at her, and turned to head into the room.

"Dumb aunt go clean up the house, you eat something. (To be continued.) )