The maid brought the pounded impatiens juice.

Mixed into carmine flower juice, contained in the green glaze small cup, elegant to the bone, bright and graceful.

The pieces are taken down.

Xiao Yi took Nan Baoyi's little hand and carefully observed her nails.

The ten fingers are like pale pink fluorite, and the fingertips are full of newly grown bamboo shoots, which are very delicate by nature.

He picked up a small fine brush and dipped it in the flower juice, because he couldn't bear to hurt the original light powder, so he only smudged her fingertips from light to deep carmine.

The goose fish lantern shines brightly.

Nan Baoyi quietly raised his eyes.

Lord Quanchen's eyelashes are drooping, his thin lips are indifferent, and he is very patient when he does the little things of his daughter's family for her.

There are so many high-ranking and powerful men in the world, but there are very few men who are willing to put down their bodies and dye their nails for the girl's family with their own hands......

As he dipped in the juice, a drop of carmine happened to land on his fingertips.

He raised his hand and gently lit the juice on her.

"Makeup ......" Nan Baoyi smiled and looked up at Xiao Yi, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Xiao Yi admired her.

Nan Jiao's skin is white and white, and the rouge spots at the corners of her mouth are very red and delicate.

But......

His fingertips pressed lightly against her lips.

His voice is sultry: "Although the impatiens juice is beautiful, it is not as beautiful as the delicate lips." If you want to come to the world, you can't beat the delicate lip blush. ”

Nan Baoyi's heart was pounding.

She lowered her Danfeng eyes, lowered her head and stirred with the straps on her chest, not daring to look directly at Xiao Yi at all.

Xiao Yi knew that the little girl's family was shy.

He withdrew his hand, his eyes darkening and darkening as he stared at her.

He let out a lazy chuckle and rubbed his lower lip meaningfully with his fingertips that had impatiens juice remaining.

The long night was silent.

Dyeing nails with impatiens juice requires many dyes to fix the color.

Nan Baoyi is now in the age of cardamom, and it is the time for sleepiness and longevity.

She couldn't bear the sleepiness, lay on the chessboard in a daze, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Xiao Yi took sesame leaves and carefully wrapped her dyed nails.

Wait until tomorrow to untie the sesame leaves, and the nails will be beautiful.

There was only one bronze goose fish lamp left in the house.

Xiao Yi used light and shadow to wrap the little girl's fingertips with sesame leaves and tie the silk rope.

The little girl's hands are on the chessboard, her ten fingers are carefully bandaged with green sesame leaves, and occasionally a few drops of flower juice stained on her skin, which is thrillingly beautiful.

Xiao Yi brushed the broken hair on her forehead for her.

The little girl sleeps delicately, and her lips are more beautiful than flower juice.

His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

After a while, he leaned over slightly and kissed her tentatively on the lips.

Soft.

Sweet and tender.

Obviously, he only dared to taste it, but he ate the marrow and knew the taste, and he couldn't swallow her into his stomach.

His eyes were as dark as ink, and he endured it for a long time before he slowly got up and went to the next earroom.

The bronze lamp of the goose fish in the corner of the chess case was quietly annihilated, leaving only the bright moon and clear light in the room.

There was a long-lasting sound of water in the ear room.

Nan Jiaojiao......

It was his repressed desires.

It is not an outsider, but it is difficult to fill the desire and the ambition is monstrous.

Sooner or later, she will have to dominate her ......

He bathed himself in cold water and returned to the large study with a feeling of coolness.

Still sitting on the chessboard, he casually opened a military book.

"The three armies can win the air, and the generals can win the heart. Therefore, the vigor is sharp, the day is lazy, and the twilight returns to ......"

The night breeze shines through the window and flips through the books indiscriminately.

His gaze suddenly fell on the little girl.

Her pear blossom white light gauze skirt was wide but thin, and it must have been extremely cold to wear in the long night.

"The little lady of the Xiao family who hasn't passed the door yet, it's really worrying."

He sighed, brought a thick black satin cloak, and carefully draped it over her.

He turned the pages of the book, still intently studying the military book.

Dawn.

Nan Baoyi rubbed her eyes and woke up, secretly saying that she had slept on the chessboard for a night......

She touched the thick cloak on her shoulder, raised her eyes, and Lord Quanchen was also lying on the chess table and sleeping lightly, with a military book in her hand.

Last night, they slept in this position?

She looked down at her fingertips and gently rubbed the tied sesame leaves off.

In the small copper basin clean hands, the ten fingers are slender and white, the fingertips are a little pale pink and red, beautiful as a painting scroll, really as the poem said, "a little sad parrot beak, very spring peony buds".

She was very satisfied.

Yu Guang saw that there was still some impatiens juice left in the green glazed small pot, and she glanced at Lord Quanchen, and suddenly became interested in dyeing his nails.

She gently picked up a small brush and carefully painted Xiao Yi's nails with a dancôme color.

Xiao Yi bent his knuckles, and his lips quietly pursed a shallow arc.

Nan Baoyi excitedly dyed his ten fingers red, and spread his hair in a bun like a thief.

She knelt behind him, lightly combed him with a loose bun, and deliberately took off her own little gold comb to decorate his bun.

She held back a smile, took a peony red embroidered lotus pattern sleeve, and draped it over his shoulders.

The lady who decorates the minister, in the past and present life, only this once!

She covered her mouth, suppressed her laughter, and leaned back and laughed on the bright bamboo mat.

When he laughed until tears came out, Xiao Yi sat up lazily and squinted at her.

He raised his eyebrows, and his voice was sultry: "Fun, isn't it?" ”

Nan Baoyi's smile froze.

Originally......

Lord Quanchen has already woken up!

She sneered, nodding her head, shaking her head.

In the middle of the night, her face was flushed, and her voice was like a gnat: "Fun ......"

Xiao Yi leaned in front of her.

Painted with dancôme's fingertips, gently holding up the girl's white and tender jaw.

He smiled with his eyebrows: "Every morning from then on, my brother will play with you." In addition to braiding and painting her nails, Jiaojiao can also play elsewhere. ”

Somewhere else......

What is it?

Nan Baoyi looked at him suspiciously, and always felt that it was not a good word.

She blushed with shame, didn't dare to provoke Xiao Yi again, and said obediently: "Second brother, I'll go to the ear room to wash and make up......"

After speaking, he lowered his head and lifted his skirt, and left the big study with small steps.

Xiao Yi still sat lazily cross-legged.

He casually took off the small gold comb from the bun and sniffed it under the tip of his nose.

Jiang Suihan came in from outside with a folding fan, and saw that he had an elegant bun, big sleeves and red, and his fingertips were even dyed with danko.

He looked horrified: "You...... Could it be the twin sister of the Xiao family's brother?! ”

Xiao Yi hid the little gold comb in his arms.

The corners of his lips were still smiling, and he said lightly: "Nan Jiaojiao's little trick." ”

Jiang Suihan disliked.

They were all dressed up like this, and they could laugh.

And just now, this guy lowered his head and sniffed the posture of the little golden comb, so don't be too obsessed!

Sure enough, love can make people fall!

He reprimanded seriously: "I want to get into trouble early in the morning, and I don't have the seriousness of the Hou Ye at all." ”

Xiao Yi slowly dismantled the cloud bun, and threw the red sleeves onto Mu Shi.

He laughed nonchalantly: "Who is it?" Ben Hou just wants to be Jiaojiao. ”

Thinking in, Jiaojiao.

Jiang Suihan: "......"

This man is too sassy......

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