Chapter 122: What Is This? Cheating?

Thinking of the noble woman in the goose yellow dress, Changting's fiery heart was half cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

What is this? Cheating?

Her body couldn't help but tremble, and a pair of clear eyes were covered with a layer of misery and humiliation.

Behind him, the closed pair of phoenix eyes slowly cracked a gap.

Every time they met, he could feel her contradictions.

He knew that she loved herself.

The strange poem on the snowman is the best testimony.

In the past two months, he has had to face too many things, but he is worried about her all the time.

When the poem was placed in front of his eyes, all his worries and thoughts turned into ecstasy.

He wanted to see her, he wanted to see her right away.

For this reason, he even gambled with his own life, fearless of the endless "bandits".

He was well aware of the contradictions in her heart, and he still clearly remembered her passionate statement under the flower tree.

She said that in her life, she will only love one person!

After a long time, after hearing the breath of the person behind him gradually evening out, Chang Ting moved cautiously and turned to face him.

He was indeed tired, his chin was full of stubble, and his face could not hide his tiredness.

It was not his fault that he wanted to marry, it was because he didn't have the courage to tell him that he was a woman.

He has done so much for himself that he will not be able to return it in this life.

There was water vapor in front of him, and Chang Ting raised his finger uncontrollably and gently stroked his broad forehead.

He was born really handsome, with a face like a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners.

Slender fingers gently swept across the bridge of the tall nose and landed on the thin lips.

Rubbing her lower lip, her face flushed again.

Between Hua Muhan's eyebrows, he frowned as if he was nothing.

It took a long time for her fingers to move down and stroke the hard stubble.

She fell in love with the feeling of zaza, tentatively touching around, reluctant to stop.

The ghost sent the gods, she pursed her small mouth nervously, and gently kissed the hard chin.

He didn't move, and she pulled her courage up again, kissing his thin lips.

As if she had done something bad, she then shrank her head back and walked away from him, peeking at his expression.

Secretly relieved, her nose moved.

Ever since she saw him, she had faintly smelled a faint aroma.

The fragrance was different from the floral fragrance he had stained before, it seemed to be a woody fragrance.

She approached again, starting at his head, then into the covers, sniffing all the way down.

The corners of Hua Muhan's lips hooked slightly, and he secretly opened his eyes.

The target was fixed on his right wrist, Chang Ting gently lifted the thin silk robe, and finally saw the brown agarwood bracelet.

She liked the light aroma, and after smelling it, her heart was calm.

She cowered there, sniffing greedily.

"Do you like it?"

A lazy voice came, Chang Ting's body stiffened, and he got out embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "I'm sorry to wake you up......"

Hua Muhan looked at the person who was "stealing incense and stealing jade" while others were asleep, pursed her lips and smiled, and raised her right hand in front of her, "You like this?" ”

Changting was embarrassed to lie flat on the bed, stretching out his fingers to play with the string of agarwood beads, "I smell it very well, why haven't I seen you wear it before?" ”

"This was given to me by my grandfather when my mother was born, and later, on the night of our wedding, she gave it to my father. The other day, my father gave it to me. Hua Muhan's tone was indifferent, but his gaze became more and more complicated.

"Oh, I see." Changting also sighed a lot, "It can be seen that your mother really loves your father." ”

"I'll send you, okay?" Hua Muhan stared into her eyes.

Changting was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a smile and said, "You can give me anything, but this thing can't give me anything." ”

"Why?"

"Because there are so many things in this thing, even if you want to send it, I don't dare to take it, because it will become a burden. In this world, you are the only one who can wear it, don't give it away. Chang Ting said frankly with a sincere gaze.

Hua Muhan stared at her for a long time before he spoke: "You are very sensible, but I don't like it very much. ”

Changting frowned, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"Fool, I'd rather you, like it, just be bold and ask me." Hua Muhan put his hand on her cheek and gently rubbed her eye socket with his thumb.

"Then you should like Hua Zhu." Changting burst out of his mouth and pursed his mouth in displeasure, "She must wish you could send her." ”

The corners of Hua Muhan's lips curled slightly, "Are you jealous?" ”

Chang Ting was anxious, and hurriedly retorted: "Who is jealous!" I mean, you have masochistic tendencies and prefer women who are domineering and arrogant, and I'm just using her as an analogy! ”

Hua Muhan no longer dwelled on the topic with her, glanced at the string of agarwood, and said softly: "I really don't plan to give you this now, but I heard it clearly, you said that you would accept anything I gave you except this string of beads." ”

Chang Ting was stunned for a moment, trying to recall what Fang had just said, "Have I ever said such a thing?" Why don't I remember at all? ”

"It doesn't matter if you remember it or not, the important thing is that I remember." Hua Muhan gently pecked and kissed her forehead, and lay down flat, "I'm going to sleep." ”

Chang Ting looked at his tired face, swallowed the words in his mouth, helped him tuck the quilt, and obediently lay in the crook of his arm, motionless.

When it was almost dusk, while he was still asleep, she secretly went to the kitchen, boiled some hot water, boiled some noodles, and brought it back.

Scattered snowflakes began to fall outside the window, she sat on the edge of the bed with a frown, and gently pushed his arm, "Hua Muhan......"

Her arm was pulled, and she was already lying on top of him.

She reached out in shame and twisted his armpit.

Hua Muhan opened her hazy sleepy eyes, turned around, pressed her under her, and smiled evilly, "Try it again." ”

Chang Ting stopped shyly and glanced out the window, "It's snowing, do you have to leave tonight?" ”

Hua Muhan kissed her earlobe, "You don't want me to go, do you?" As long as you insist, I'll stay. ”

Chang Ting wanted to struggle, but his arms were tightly clamped above his head by his hands, and his whole body couldn't move.

"Changting, tell me, you don't want me to go, tell me, you need me." Hua Muhan gently gnawed her chin and neck.

Changting endured the tingling itch, frowned, and said, "You don't want to be like this, I'm just afraid that the road will be slippery and cold......"

Hua Muhan raised his head and stared at her eyes reluctantly, "Changting, wait for me obediently in Yaoqi, don't get too close to those male disciples, don't hurt my heart." ”

(To be continued.) )