"What is it?"

On the carriage back, Nangong Li looked at the red box on her lap and asked.

"I don't know, the eleventh prince said that he could only demolish it when he returned home." Ding Guoguo touched the box and said with a smile.

Nangong Li pulled her, hugged her and sat on her lap, kissed her on the cheek, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'll tear it down when I get home." “

Ding Guoguo pushed him away and said strangely, "It's not serious, let me sit down." “

Nangong Li kissed her again, and then let go of her with a smile. When she was seated, he asked, "Do you want to sleep with me?" ”

At this time, it was already past the end of the day, and after staying up all night, he didn't mention that Ding Guoguo didn't feel sleepy, but when he said it, he was really a little sleepy, she leaned her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. I just wanted to close my eyes and recuperate, but I didn't know that it was afternoon when I woke up.

"Awake?"

Nangong Li leaned on the head of the bed, and when he saw her wake up, he looked up from the book and looked at her gently.

Looking at his gentle smiling face, Ding Guoguo was in a trance. Every time you wake up, the lover lying next to you can give you a warm smile, this feeling is too happy, too dreamy, as if it is not something she can have.

"Daze again." Nangong Li stretched out her hand and tapped her nose, and said with a doting smile, "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, greet me for the New Year, there will be a surprise." “

Surprise? Ding Guoguo suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, sat up with a smile, bowed to him with both hands in his fists, and said with a smile, "Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope." “

"You, you have to be different from others for a New Year's greeting." Nangong Li shook her head with a smile, reached out and took out a red wooden box from under the pillow and sent it to her.

Ding Guoguo was about to take it, but found that he was holding it tightly in her hand, and she looked up at him in wonder.

Nangong Li smiled a little improperly, "Kiss me before giving it to you." “

"It's not serious." Ding Guoguo scolded with a smile, leaned over and pecked him on the cheek like a dragonfly.

Although Nangong Li was not satisfied with her pro-law, she still let go with a smile.

"Huh!" Ding Guoguo couldn't wait to open the lid of the box, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and the wooden box contained a bracelet with a bright purple light all over his body. She let out a surprised sigh and took a closer look. Purple jade, this is the first time she has seen it. If she didn't know that there was no glass in this world, she might have thought it was a bracelet made of purple glass.

Seeing her surprise, Nangong Li took it with a smile and put it on her left wrist, the purple bracelet made her slender wrist more white and delicate. He took her hand and looked at it for a while, then asked with a smile, "Wearing it on your left wrist doesn't hinder your pulse, right?" ”

Ding Guoguo shook his head slightly, moved by his intimacy. Is this a token of love? But she didn't have anything for him.

Nangong Li raised her hand, put it on her lips and kissed it, and instructed with a smile on her face, "If you put it on, you can't take it off, you know?" “

"Yes." Now that their relationship is different, Ding Guoguo is a little embarrassed to be so intimate. Her face was crimson, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

Nangong Li put her hand to her heart and asked tentatively, "You are my person now, should you change the tattoo on your arm?" “

Ding Guoguo was stunned, unconsciously withdrew his hand to hold his arm, and muttered, "Change to what?" “

"As long as it's not a fire word." Nangong Li wanted to say that it was changed to his name, but he changed his mind when he saw her face change, and he didn't want to force her.

Ding Guoguo nodded, although they hadn't had a relationship yet, but in her heart, she did position herself as his woman. He said to change, then change it. It's not that she didn't want to change it before, but she felt that it was very troublesome at the time, so she didn't re-tattoo it.

Just change to what? Ding Guoguo looked at the red fire-shaped tattoo on his arm, and was a little embarrassed.

"Have you figured out what to change?" Nangong Li came in from outside the door, walked up to her, and asked with a smile.

Because he had just bathed, he had a faint scent of begonia flowers. Ding Guoguo's heart moved, so he changed it to the shape of a begonia flower, although red is not as good as pink. She told Nangong Li what she thought, and he looked at her deeply and nodded with a smile.

"Does it hurt?" Nangong Li's movements on his hand stopped, and he asked softly.

Ding Guoguo shook his head, his movements were very gentle, which was very different from Dongfang Huoyan's barbaric behavior at the beginning. At that time he sealed her acupoint, smiled hideously, and stabbed his name on her arm with a needle. It doesn't matter in this world, only rebellious death row inmates will tattoo words on their bodies or faces. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the Golden Retriever. It's been more than a year, and I don't know if the golden retriever still remembers her.

"This can be in a daze... Seeing that she was stunned, Nangong Li maliciously stabbed her with a silver needle, and she frowned and glared at him, he smiled, "This is punishment, and I always get distracted when I am in front of me." “

Ding Guoguo glanced at him helplessly, and looked down at the tattoo on his arm. It's almost changed, and you can't see it until you take back a layer of skin. But she trusted his craft, and he drew well, and she had seen it in his study.

Seven days later, a thin layer of skin had receded on Ding Guoguo's arm, revealing a bewitching red begonia flower. She looked and looked, and was very satisfied.

"Come here."

In the study, Nangong Li put down the pen in his hand and beckoned Ding Guoguo to pass. When she walked to the side, he put his arm around her waist, pointed to the ink on the table, and asked with a smile, "How?" “

Ding Guoguo reached out and picked it up, looked at it again and again, and asked, "Gave it to me?" “

"Not yet." Nangong Li took it, laid it out on the table again, and picked up a poem on the left. When he finished writing, he turned his head and asked her, "Word cards?" “

"Huanxi Sand."

"Alright." Nangong Li put down the pen, took the seal and left the seal.

Distant mountains, lakes, and by the water, there is a young man in brocade facing the distant mountains. The young man's hair, the hem of his clothes flew in the wind, and the falling flowers fell at his feet, between his hair. A painting with a very meaningful meaning, coupled with Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand", is even more ethereal.

Ink painting, grandpa's previous preference. She didn't like it very much, and always felt an indescribable sense of sadness.

"Do you like it?"

Ding Guoguo smiled slightly, "As long as it's yours, I like it." “

"Huh." Nangong Li put down the painting in her hand, got up and held her face, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and whispered, "This is the best love story I have ever heard." Guoguo, what should I do with you? Kindness? ”

Ding Guoguo reached out and stroked the back of his hand, blinked and said, "Marry me home and hide it." ”

Nangong Li laughed deeply, "I have this kind of thought, so are you willing to marry me?" ”

"Guess."

Nangong Li let go of her, sat down in the chair, pulled her over to his lap, hugged her waist with both hands, rested her chin on her shoulder, and said with a smile, "I guess, of course I do." ”

Ding Guoguo pursed his lips and smiled, turned his eyes and looked away, and was silent.

"If you don't speak, I'll just take you by default." Nangong Li reached out and turned her face and put her lips over hers.

At the end of the kiss, Ding Guoguo reached out and gently stroked his cheek, looked at his eyes full of gentle smiles, and said, "I'm not free now, give me time." ”

Nangong Li's eyes darkened slightly, and he let out a long sigh, "Okay." ”