Daqi 284.

In June, the sun is scorching and the grass is shady.

Among the Royal Summer Lodges.

Yuan Changhuan, who was about to die, lay on the comfortable petal bed, looking at the plane tree that covered the sky, and was in a beautiful mood.

A small face as beautiful as a flower, shining in the shadows.

The peach blossom eyes are half-closed and half-closed at this time, the red lips are slightly opened, and the fragrance is alive, and the charm is innocent and innocent.

When Long Quyuan appeared, he happened to see this scene, a familiar and unfamiliar picture in his memory.

"Hey, who are you?"

Suddenly, a nice female voice came, and Long Quyuan came back to his senses, and he had already landed at this time.

"You don't have shoes, don't your feet be cold?"

I have to say that Yuan Changhuan in his previous life was indeed too naïve, which made Long Quyuan a little unaccustomed, and Yuan Changhuan had ever cared about whether he was barefoot before.

This one is nosy.

"Why don't you speak, are you dumb?"

"Hey, how can you be a dumb person if you're so good-looking."

As my sister-in-law said, when God opens a door for you, it is to close a window for you.

This little brother in red is so good-looking, but he is poor and mute.

It's pathetic.

Seeing Yuan Changhuan looking at himself with pity, the corners of Long Quyuan's lips twitched, and his eyebrows, which had always been gorgeous, also looked depressed because of Yuan Changhuan's unreasonable playing of cards.

Yuan Changhuan didn't care what he was thinking, jumped down from the flower bed, and grabbed Long Quyuan's sleeve, "Little brother, for the sake of your good looks, I'll give you a pair of shoes." ”

"Always barefoot, you get cold."

Long Quyuan had been listening to Yuan Changhuan from beginning to end, but he didn't have any meaning to speak, looking at her, the corners of Long Quyuan's lips hooked a big arc, and his thin red lips were slightly upturned.

"Okay, then you'll have to work for you."

Before, Long Quyuan was thinking of a quick victory, bringing her back as soon as possible, and merging with Yuan Changhuan in the later generations.

But now, he suddenly changed his mind.

It seems that there is no need to be in such a hurry.

It is rare that Long Quyuan will follow a little girl obediently, and the little talker Yuan Changhuan said as he walked, "I'll take you to my room, oops, my mother said that you can't let a man enter the boudoir, so let's do it, you wait for me outside, and I'll get it for you." ”

Yuan Changhuan didn't need Long Quyuan's answer at all, he had already arranged it very well.

Long Quyuan was happy to pretend to be dumb in front of the little girl.

Just looking at her with his eyes, he rarely had the heart to observe this little girl who had a deep relationship with him.

Soon, he entered the courtyard, and Yuan Changhuan quickly came out of the room, holding a pair of boots embroidered with cloud patterns in his hand, which looked very elegant and good-looking, and Long Quyuan, who had never worn shoes, raised his eyebrows lightly.

Yuan Changhuan didn't know what he meant, and asked in a low voice, "What, don't you like it?" ”

Long Quyuan's eyes raised slightly, and he glanced at the courtyard, the meaning was obvious.

What's the matter, Yuan Changhuan is smart, and when he looked at his eyes, he understood, "Do you want to know whose this is?" ”

"......" Long Quyuan nodded, and a touch of appreciation slipped across his eyes.

How could there be a man's boots in her unfinished women's room.

Yuan Changhuan smiled, "Don't worry, this is new, I made it for my brother, it's cheap for you." ”

"You're going to do this?" Long Quyuan stopped pretending to be dumb and spoke in a low voice.

As soon as he heard Long Quyuan speak, Yuan Changhuan blinked his eyes and said in amazement, "Your voice is so good-looking, why are you pretending to be dumb?" ”