It was already late May, and it was very hot and humid in Jiangcheng.

Jinghan wore a very everyday cheongsam and walked in Jiangcheng, but it was antique.

"Here's for you." Lu Cen Yuan was holding the blue hairpin in his hand, and Jing Han recognized that it was the hairpin that Lu Cen Yuan wanted to give her.

"You don't have to say no this time."

Lu Cen Yuan gently loosened the braids hanging on one side for Jing Han, took a peach wood comb, and helped Jing Han comb her hair.

Jinghan smiled and asked him to get it.

As a result, the first time I coiled my hair, it fell apart, and the jet-black hair fell on my shoulders, and I had to do it all over again.

The second time, it was still scattered.

Jing Han asked Lu Cen Yuan with a smile. "Do you know how to coil your hair?"

"I used to see my mother use a hairpin to tie her hair."

Jing Han smiled, it turned out that she had just seen it. This thing is really easy to look at, but not easy to do.

Back then, Jing Han had been right with the hairpin for a long time before it could be basically formed.

"I'll do it!" Jing Han took the hairpin from Lu Cenyuan's hand.

Lu Cen Yuan watched Jing Han's hand come and roll his hair, it was so good-looking.

Jinghan was originally a light eyebrow, a picture scroll of its own, decorated with hairpins, but it is more charming.

The girl in front of her was so good-looking, Lu Cen Yuan was stunned for a while.

"I'm stunned!" Jing Han put his hand in front of Lu Cen Yuan and shook it.

"Then I won't wear it!" Jinghan said, going to pull the hairpin.

"It doesn't matter." Lu Cen Yuan fiddled with the bangs on Jing Han's forehead.

Lu Cen Yuan thought carefully, Jing Han guessed seven or eight points.

Wearing hairpins, but the hairstyle of a standard quasi-married woman, I have to say that Lu Cenyuan's affection is quite obscure.

However, Jinghan likes it very much.

"Let's go, go back to the old mansion today."

"Huh?" Jing Han originally thought that Lu Cen Yuan would go back in a few days.

"We're all in this together! What do you think? ”

Lu Cen Yuan patted Jing Han's back and motioned for Jing Han to get off the sofa quickly.

"Don't be nervous, I've got you covered!"

Last time, Jing Han still had palpitations, after all, she saw the fierce side of the old man, and she was so aggrieved with that crutch.

"Xiaoyuan, come here!"

The first to greet Uncle Fu was Uncle Fu, with a smile on his face and whispering.

"You're going to go in, talk slowly! The old man has been looking forward to you for a long time, by the way, and your daughter-in-law, I have also been looking forward to it for a long time. ”

"You also know the old man, sometimes he just doesn't say it."

Lu Cen thanked him from afar and led Jinghan into the house.

"Finally willing to come and see me, an old man?"

Lu Cen Yuan listened to the old man's words, but his tone was much more relaxed, and he should have been scared that night.

Old Man Lu caught a glimpse of the hairpin on Jing Han's head, and entered the house on crutches, but he didn't let Lu Cen Yuan help him.

After a while, the old man came out tremblingly and holding an old-fashioned jewelry box, which looked like an object that was old for many years.

"Jinghan! Last time, it was grandpa who was not good, come, and make amends to you. ”

Old Man Lu took out a jade bracelet from the jewelry box, and at first glance it was in excellent condition, and the whole body was turquoise.

Jing Han glanced at Lu Cenyuan, the latter nodded, and Jing Han accepted it.

The old man beckoned to Lu Cen Yuan, and he wanted to see Lu Cen Yuan put it on Jing Han with his own hands before he would stop.

"This is my grandmother's bracelet, you have to put it away." Lu Cen Yuan carefully stroked the lines on the jade bracelet.

Seeing that Lu Cen Yuan cherished this bracelet so much, Jing Han hurriedly retreated.