Chapter 157: Hug My Little Poor (49)

So, I don't know how to face it for a while.

He stood still for a long time.

It is necessary to take the initiative to approach the wife.

Although she didn't care about her previous indifference, Nan Huai knew that these things couldn't be said to be in the past.

Today's words, even if she deliberately said them to Prime Minister Mo Cheng, made Prime Minister Mo Cheng think that the provocation was successful.

But when he thinks about it now, he still feels helpless and panicked, and the dull pain in his heart reminds him that if it weren't for his wife's indifference, with what he did before, it would not be too much to leave.

What should I do if I really reconcile with each other?

He will never be able to do one-two-for-all.

Therefore, you must treat your wife well.

The young man clenched his snow-white sleeves, pursed his lips, and stepped out of the screen.

Yun Xia was about to pour herself another glass of water.

Hearing the other man's footsteps, she looked up.

The slender and beautiful woman walked up, because the hair was wet, he untied the crown, and his long hair was like ink, and his cheeks were extraordinarily fair and beautiful.

At this time indoors, his clothes were a little loose, not as tightly covered as before, but revealing a bit of white complexion.

The beauty is really like a fairy in a painting.

Seeing that she was about to pour water, the little prince blinked, and his voice was cold: "I'll pour it for my wife." ”

He walked over, lowered his thick eyelashes, took the cup in the girl's hand with his slender fingers, and poured a cup of tea quietly and obediently.

Yun Xia sat and raised her eyes to look at the beauty in front of her, those light-colored eyes were like the moonlight of the lake, beautiful and beautiful, but also with alienated coldness.

However, this kind of indifferent eyes, when the other party raised his eyes to look at her, all turned into soft, sparkling starlight.

His Royal Highness curled his thin lips and said obediently: "Wife, you drink tea." ”

Yun Xia looked at the tea in front of him, and then blinked and looked at the little prince.

Suddenly being served by him so considerately, she still felt a little unaccustomed, oh, took the teacup and took a sip, her round eyes were still staring at him.

When they took the teacup, their fingertips touched.

The girl didn't react, but Nan Huai pursed her thin lips, and the tips of her ears instantly turned red, so she had to lower her head, like a cat trying to bury herself.

He also felt that it was useless.

But these days, every time I can only look at my wife from afar, she doesn't allow him to step into the front yard, and she doesn't let him take the initiative to find her.

Today, I almost thought I was going to reconcile.

So now when you touch a little bit, your heart seems to beat faster.

On the one hand, I feel that this emotion is really tormenting.

But on the other hand......

His Royal Highness raised his eyes and looked at his wife silently.

…… Strangely want to touch more.

The young man's long hair is like ink, slightly damp, against the moon-white snow coat, and his temperament is elegant.

Yun Xia glanced at him, put down the teacup and said, "You go to bed, I'll wipe your hair." ”

Boys are already squeamish, and this world is a world of women, isn't it even more squeamish to be pitiful.

She got up to get the towel.

When Nanhuai heard this, he was stunned.

He was silent, his beautiful eyes followed the girl's figure, and his snow-white fingertips hooked his hair.

No wife in this world would care so much and wipe her husband's hair personally. She was kind to him when she didn't meet, and no matter how cold he was, she was still like that to him.

The young man obediently walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and asked softly with soft eyes: "Then wife, can I go to the front yard to find you in the future?" ”

The other party came over with a towel, and when he heard the words, he didn't think about it, and calmly: "No." ”

“……”