"Madame, can you get off your breath now?"

Li Hanchen encircled her in his arms and looked at her with a smile.

The girl in her arms is like a soft and soft kitten, and it is very comfortable to hold.

The warm breath surrounded Xu Chaodui, and she only felt that she couldn't breathe.

I tried to reach out and push him away, but I couldn't match his strength.

Li Hanchen pressed her head to her chest and stroked her jet-black hair, once, twice, three times......

The movements were intimate, and Xu Chaodui could even hear his regularly beating heart.

Bang –

Bang –

Bang –

"You have something to say, don't do it." The voice was noticeably weaker.

The girl's momentum was as cold as Xue Ling, and the sun rose and disappeared at this moment.

A gentle voice came from overhead, as soft as a whisper: "Rather than words, it is better to act." Thoughts are not something that can be expressed in a single word, words can only give comfort to people's hearts, and are not as reliable as actual actions. ”

Someone talks about the big truth, one by one.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I don't understand."

The girl in her arms looked up at him and deliberately fought him, and her calm and clear eyes like a lake reflected the child's jade face.

The corners of his mouth were soft and smiling, and the dimples on his cheeks were deep and beautiful, as shallow as the wind cut a pool of spring water.

He pressed her head back to his chest: "It's okay, Madame's good feelings." ”

Xu Chaodu: ......

"You let go of me!"

"Madame is angry, let her husband hug her, and I will beat you later.

……

In the bustling Chaoyang City, you can always see a grass-green figure carrying a walking bag, and the footsteps are happily shuttling through the streets where people come and go.

He climbed the stone steps in front of the gate of the high gate, took out a gilded invitation with a winged bird from his satchel, and presented it to the gatekeeper with a smile.

"This is an invitation sent by our master to your house, and Brother Lao will report it to your lord." The voice is also full of festivity.

The gatekeeper took the invitation and responded politely: "There is a hard run for the little brother." ”

The dark-skinned little brother smiled and narrowed his eyes, showed a mouthful of white teeth at the person, and ran to the next house.

Linwangfu soon ushered in the figure of the little brother who sent the sticker.

Rong Xuan took the invitation from the guard guarding the door, and before he could take a look, he was snatched by Huaiyi, and ran in the direction of Bang Chunju.

Inside the Bangchun residence, the vermilion lacquer carved wood grain is greatly opened, the vanilla guards the door and is drowsy, and the head holding the double bun is like a chicken pecking rice.

Huaiyi ran in through the moon stone gate, and when he saw that Vanilla was dozing, he rose up to play tricks, and reached out to pinch her fleshy baby fat face.

Vanilla was suddenly awakened and suddenly raised her eyes to look.

Seeing the handsome face with a smile, his face turned gloomy, and he flew up and kicked it.

"Ouch! Vanilla, why do you kick people at every turn, and are there any girls left? Be careful, no one will dare to ask for it in the future! ”

Huaiyi covered his hips and opened his mouth to shout.

Vanilla replied unceremoniously: "I want you to take care of it, and I won't marry you!" ”

"Wow!" Huaiyi looked like he had been pardoned, and said with his fists clenched: "I can't afford to provoke the Hedong Lion, thank you for sparing my life." ”

Vanilla's face turned black when she landed, and she was about to get angry, when she heard a faint male voice from inside the house: "Go out and make noise." ”

The words that spit into her mouth were forced back into her stomach, and she glared at Huaiyi angrily.

Huaiyi raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and gestured "yes", and then raised his feet into the house in the posture of a victor.

In the classical and elegant room, the boy in Xuan Yi sat in front of the bookcase and focused on handling official documents.

The warm glow that came through the window of the Xuan was softly sprinkled on his handsome face, and the high bridge of his nose cast a shallow light on half of his face.

From time to time, I also look up at the beauty by the window.

The girl in the blue dress sat on her knees on the soft wool felt spread on the floor, leaning on the edge of the chaise longue and bowing her head to flip through a travelogue.

The hair bun is loose, the eyebrows are beautiful, and it proudly looks like a snow plum that is about to bloom.

The silk shawl between the slender arms hangs softly on the felt, and when the wind comes, it flutters lightly and wants to fly away.

This rather intentional scene is like a quiet and soft picture of the immortals of Langyuan.

"Master, the Chang'an Mansion has sent you an invitation."

Huaiyi respectfully submits the post.

Li Hanchen took it and took a look at it, and waved his hand to signal Huaiyi to retreat.

He got up and paced to the west window, crouched down on one knee beside the girl, and reached out to sweep her two strands of hair that had been blown away by the wind behind her ears.

"Miss Xu of Changxing Houfu is going to marry the prince of Chang'an, do you want to go and see it?"

Hearing this, the girl's eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the invitation in Li Hanchen's hand.

She was actually not surprised, she had heard Xu Tinglan and Ruixiang talking quietly in Changxing Houfu earlier.

Xu Ruixiang teased her, Xu Tinglan, who is usually dignified and elegant, suddenly blushed, and her eyebrows were half shy and half happy.

It's what a daughter's family should look like when she misses her sweetheart.

The prince of Chang'an is beautiful and beautiful, calm, clean, and has a good way to deal with people, and his mouth is also first-class.

A talented man with a beautiful woman should be a good story.

couldn't wait for her answer for a long time, Li Hanchen closed the invitation and put it on the chair.

Reaching out to touch the top of her soft head: "I don't like to join in the fun, but after all, it is the son of the emperor's uncle who is married, and it is also appropriate to take a trip, and Twilight doesn't want to go, so she obediently waits for me at home." ”

Xu Chaodui pondered for a moment and said, "How many days?" ”

"The day after tomorrow, the ninth day of the new year."

"I'm going."

When Xu Chaoheng came to visit her yesterday, he mentioned Xu Ruixiang, saying that she had recently angered the Yang family because she had done something, and she was once again grounded by the Yang family, and ordered that no one should accompany her.

Xu Chaodui was worried that she was in a bad mood, and wanted to take this opportunity to talk to her, thinking that she would go tomorrow.

Li Hanchen smiled: "Okay." ”

The years are like flowing water, and there is no turning back in a hurry.

Xin Siyue, Yi Mao day, it is advisable to marry.

"Get out."

As a voice sounded, Li Hanchen was pushed out of the door by a pair of slender hands.

There was a "bang", and Li Hanchen stared at the tightly closed carved wooden door. The thin lips are slightly pursed, and the expression is subtle.

I was summoned into the palace by the imperial brother last night and came back very late.

Habitually raised her feet and went to Bang Chunju, the house was dark, and she had already turned off the lights and rested.

He was about to go back to his room when he heard a soft cough coming from inside the room.

Afraid that she would kick the quilt and get cold, he took a light step into the house to take a look, but at this sight, he climbed onto her couch.

No, he was kicked out early in the morning.

In this regard, Li Hanchen was very helpless. When will I be able to sleep next to her until I wake up naturally?

Don't worry about being kicked away before you wake up. It would be great if you could hug her as soon as you reach out and smell her hair.

……

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact.

The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming.

The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

Today's Chaoyang City is more lively than in the past.

The streets are crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder. Some short ones stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

The days are too ordinary and boring, where there is excitement, there is happiness.

In the middle of the street, a team of more than 200 people greeted the relatives in a mighty way, with gongs and drums noisy and festive.

On both sides of the big red sedan chair carved with winged birds, the festively dressed maids each carry a delicate flower basket, and every two steps, they raise a handful of bright red petals towards the red silk fluttering in the air.

The sedan chair was followed by a long procession, beating gongs and drums, carrying makeup, and maintaining the order of welcoming relatives......