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Yuqiao's eyes are a little soft, and her cheeks are as if she has rubbed rouge, flushed lightly, and she looks more and more bright and delicate.

She found a excuse, followed the maid out of the Cuijin Palace, stood on the corridor, the red dust in the door was noisy, you guard against me, I pit you, no one has half a true heart to rely on. The courtyard outside the door is bleak, the shadows of the flowery trees, a goose passes, a little cocoon, synthesized into a piece of flowing years, flowing years like water, unable to stop the joys and sorrows and clutching.

The autumn breeze was blowing, with some chill, but the cheeks were burning and hot, and asked the maid who was waiting beside him, where might he go to get some water to wash?

The maid was clever, knowing that she was a little drunk, so she walked dozens of steps along the corridor with her support, entered the left room, and took ten steps to the right, and raised the colorful silk curtain, which was a small ear room.

It's all there. I saw a person standing next to the dressing table with a tall rosewood black lacquer lily pattern basin shelf, a large cotton towel and a hand towel as clean as snow on the hook, and an oval support protruding from the middle section, and a white fat jade pancreas inside.

The maid picked up the large kettle next to her and poured half of the hot water into the brass basin, which was steaming. Yuqiao didn't need her to serve, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing half of her crispy arms, picking up water in her palms, and splashing her hot cheeks.

The maid was uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "The slave maid will bring a bowl of sobering soup to the lady, and she will not get dizzy and her face will not burn after drinking it!" ”

Yuqiao agreed vaguely. I heard the footsteps leaving in a hurry, mixed with the sound of the curtain opening and closing hitting the wall.

She put her face in the basin, so that every pore was full of water, soaked and moisturized, until she couldn't hold her breath anymore, then she suddenly lifted, gasped, closed her eyes, and reached out to fumble for the cotton towel.

Someone kindly handed it over, she took it, wiped the water droplets on her face, and smiled dizzily: "You just went, and you came back so soon?" ”

No one replied, opened his eyes to look at him, and blinked again, where was the little maid, and there was a burly and rugged man standing in front of him, squinting at her, and snorting coldly: "Say, who are you sneaking around waiting for here?" ”

Who else can wait! Even if you are a traitor, you don't need to come to the prince's mansion to be embarrassed. Ignore him, bite his lip, and turn to leave.

Zhou Zhenwei was annoyed all of a sudden! He simply did not live for himself, and loved and spoiled her all day long, so that her little pointed chin was going to go up on her forehead, and now it was good, and he didn't put half of him in his eyes.

Yuqiao put his heels against his toes, walking not fast or slow, seeing that he was at the edge of the curtain, why didn't the person behind him say a word? She, stop or don't stop?

Subconsciously pinched the plum blossoms on the curtain with her hands, or asked him if he would like to go back to the house with her, she didn't want to stay here at all!

This action of raising his hand to touch the curtain made Zhou Zhenwei mistaken. Are you in such a hurry to avoid him? Don't let it succeed!

His eyes were on fire, and he walked behind her in a few steps, and only then did he wrap his arms around his waist, and the bones of his body fell softly into his chest, and when he looked down, he was red and sneered.

Spit out the truth after drinking, this drunk cat, you have to be tried well!

simply held one hand on her leg and knee, easily picked her up, looked around, sat her on the bookcase, broke her slender legs, and stood in the center.

"Xiao Qiao'er, who has no conscience, why is he so ruthless, ignore his husband and ignore it, what did I do wrong? Doesn't you know? ”

Zhou Zhenwei pinched the tip of her chin with his rough fingers, looked at each other, so that each other was clearly imprinted into each other's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "If it goes on like this, I will definitely revitalize my husband, and then don't complain about my harshness and cruelty!" ”

Although Yu Qiao was drunk but still awake, she was stunned when she heard this, she had a lot of distracting thoughts because of her own affairs, and she was sad that all the internal organs were not right, and she actually snubbed her husband, let him solve his mistakes, get angry, and then look at his deep eyes, hidden with the injury of being frustrated by herself, this heart, suddenly obscure and embarrassed.

Yes! In the previous life, all kinds of eyes were carved on the heart, so full of holes, and blood could be seen when touched.

Fang Yumu, Princess Xinyang, Cao Fenghua, Li Yannian, Prince ....... The previous life was cruel, but it was entangled from the past life to this life, making her live more and more like walking on thin ice.

Only this man, when his own beauty fell, sucked her warmth.

Now that he was forcibly married and robbed to stay with him day and night, he didn't know the bloody disputes before, he was frank and upright, and he only knew how to be good to her.

And she, with a dark heart and a secret hiding, seems to have accumulated into a blood-stained sword, and every time she pulls it out, she will always hurt him.

I really don't want to, but it's hard to let go!

Maybe it's because of the osmanthus wine that confuses his mind, maybe he thinks he's innocent and pitiful, maybe he thinks his love is unbearable, or maybe he still doesn't deserve him!

His face leaned on his shoulder, and for a moment the tears came from nowhere, and all of them soaked into his neck.

"Let's get along!" Yuqiao said vaguely, and Zhou Zhenwei heard it clearly.

This is the drunken confession I want? It's ........

There was a bang in his head, and his face turned blue in an instant, separating the distance from each other, and carefully looking at her face like a rain and peach blossom.

Is Yuqiao's heart really made of iron and stone? Looking at the whole Yan Jing, there is a man like him who hurts his mother into the bone marrow.

I want him to be a rough man, but now he is more delicate than a girl! Think about what she thinks, solve her worries, just take out her heart and kick her ball!

It's a white-eyed wolf!

"I'll let you get drunk and talk nonsense, and if I listen to you again, I won't spare you." His eyebrows were frowning, his eyes were deep, and he said very seriously, he simply gritted his teeth: "In this life, neither I nor you want to leave anyone, if you want to have these thoughts again, I will ......!" He was so angry that he couldn't speak, what could he do! No matter how ruthless he was, he was reluctant to hurt her.

Seeing him so annoyed, Yu Qiao sighed, put his hand around his neck, hot cheeks, and leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I gave you a chance!" You don't want it. ”

"Hell! You took my heart, and slept with me, and now you want to throw it away when you are tired of it, you think well! I will not allow you to be at your mercy! Zhou Zhenwei was still angry.

What a word! Does the man say? Yuqiao snorted and laughed.

She showed her face like this, like a mist penetrated by the sun, like a quiet lake being smashed by gravel, which made Zhou Zhenwei's cold heart warm up again because of her words of harmony.

The big hand grabbed her waist and pinched her with a heavy hand, so mercilessly.

But listening to her drunken muttering pain, she pursed her lips and inhaled, and couldn't help touching it again, for fear that she would really spoil this bright and watery flower.

Self-inflicted, can't live, it must be the love owed to her in the previous life, that's why he is so willing to pay it back in this life! (To be continued.) )