Zhao Huai came in through the window and rushed to the bed with an arrow, but was stunned by the scene in front of him for a moment.

Her clothes were disheveled, with traces of being torn, and the skin from her neck to her chest was faintly exposed.

Zhao Huai wanted to pull up her bedclothes, and the moment he touched her body, he felt her trembling and tightness.

Her face was twisted to the side, her eyes were closed, her teeth were clenched into her pink lips, and although her body was terrified, she no longer resisted.

There was a sad sadness all over his body, and Zhao Huai reached out again.

I couldn't help but think in my heart, if he came one step late, would she be ruined by the surname Gu?

There was anger and hatred in his heart, but the moment he saw her tears slipping from the corners of his eyes, nothing was more important than her.

He reached out and took her in his arms, held down her subconsciously struggling arm, and whispered in her ear.

"It's me, Zhao Huai."

He hugged the man tightly and wrapped it in his black cloak, and he loved it very much.

But he didn't know what to do to calm her down, so he had to kiss her awkwardly, and when he saw that it worked, he tentatively kissed her.

Hair, eyebrows, tears on cheeks.

Jiang Nuan finally opened her eyes, her lips moved, and she finally said the words.

"Zhao Huai, take me away."

The tails of her eyes were red, and there was a certain sheer hope.

Zhao Huai's figure was stunned, his expression was inexplicable, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes.

Jiang Nuan also quickly came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly, "I'm joking." ”

She got up, suddenly realized something, and was shocked.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Huai asked in a deep voice.

I saw that she reached out and quickly touched the back of her head, stretched out her hand to pull off the Liuyun hosta, and the other half fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhao Huai bent down to pick it up, looked at the half of the hairpin in his hand, and then looked at the other half of Jiang Nuan's hand.

"The hairpin, it's broken."

She finished in a low voice, her mouth curled, as if she was resisting the urge to cry.

Zhao Huai also had a string in his heart, which snapped and broke.

He comforted her quietly, "It's okay to buy it when it's broken, and it's not a valuable item." ”

Jiang Nuan reached out and took the half of his hand, lowered his head and stroked it carefully, shaking his head.

"It's different, it's not this one anymore. Sure enough, I just couldn't keep it. ”

She wrapped the hairpin in a delicate handkerchief, put it in the jewelry box, and then sat in front of the dresser with her head propped up, her face dazed.

She knows, she knows.

How can Zhao Huai not know?

Every line on this hairpin is carefully carved by him, for which he also specially consulted the master of the silver building, and finally mixed it in this pile of jewelry and sent it away.

He didn't know why he was doing it, so he thought about it and did it.

His subordinates carved wood for the girl in his heart, but he was looking for the best jade materials, and the craftsmanship was also nodded by the master.

I don't want her to recognize it all at once, and she is still wearing it before going to bed, and she is so sad to see that something is broken, and she looks so precious and valuable......

Zhao Huai only felt pain in her heart, she really made people feel distressed.

He stepped forward, stood behind her, and took her in his arms.

"You wait, I'll avenge you."

He bent down and kissed her on the top of her hair, then turned around, a hint of fierceness flashing across his face.

He stretched out his hand like a dog, picked up Gu Jingchu on the ground, and walked out step by step.

"Don't kill people."

Jiang Nuan didn't look at him, and explained lightly.

"Don't worry."

The voice fell, and the person was gone.

Jiang Nuan held her cheeks again, took a self-portrait in the mirror, and made sure that no one would come again, so she went to bed.

"Host, what is the connotation of that hairpin, what you two said in the clouds, I don't understand."

Jiang Nuan touched his forehead, "Little Pink, you can finally give it up." ”

She yawned softly, recklessly.

"That hairpin should have been carved by Zhao Huai himself."

"How did you find out that the carving is particularly rough?" Little Pink immediately thought of this.

Jiang Nuan shook his head, "No, it's still very good, if he doesn't do murder and arson, he can also open a jewelry shop and become a craftsman." ”

This is even more inexplicable.

"When he bought me jewelry today, he had some eyebrows with the shopkeeper of the silver building, so I could see it."

She came back and carefully selected this flowing cloud hairpin.

No matter how you look at it, this is the simplest and easy for novices to operate.

"Awesome, worthy of being my female goose." Little Pink gave a thumbs up, "Then since you like him, you can be intimate with him now, why do you always engage in this kind of sadistic plot?" ”

I also want to use Gu Jingchu's dog thing to enhance the taste of dog blood.

"Oops, you don't understand that."

Jiang Nuan said lazily, "Things that are too easy to get will always make people not cherish them so much." At first, he only had a little good impression of me, but at this time, the good feeling has been infinitely magnified, and it has become pity, distress, and discomfort. ”

"Why is it still uncomfortable?"

"I'm someone else's wife, and I still have to watch me being bullied, can I not feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Nuan thought about the calves that had not been completely cared for, so she endured her sleepiness and got up, took out skin care products and slowly massaged them on the bed.

"One last question, I'm sleepy."

She preemptively said, Little Pink was helpless.

"I probably understand, you just want to make him feel unspeakably distressed and uncomfortable when he thinks of you, but he likes you, and he has no choice but to vent his anger on those who make you unhappy. , Zhao Huai is the knife in your hand, your humanoid weapon. The kind that moves at will. ”

"Alright, good night."

Jiang Nuan didn't want to chat, she was thinking about other questions.

The man who had taken revenge had returned, and his emotions had eased a little more than he had been depressed before.

What catches your eye is the smooth and slender calves, reflected in his black cloak, white glowing.

Jiang Nuan yawned again, saw him coming, and stuffed the things in his hand.

"Help me."

Zhao Huai looked at a spoon-like thing, and the other was a jar of fragrant cream.

Just at a loss, I saw her fall headlong.

"Hmm, I'm so sleepy......"

Is this what he can do?

I had to learn from her movements just now, scooped out the cream with a spoon, and carefully applied it to the delicate calves, pushing it away as much as possible, and spreading it evenly.

Then put down the spoon and rub it gently with your hands.

"Lightly."

She kicked her legs and said in a trance, like a dream.

He lightened the movements of his hand, his hand has been practicing martial arts all year round, and he was already rough, and he was afraid that it would hurt her, so he had to push it slowly with the position of his palm.

I don't know how long it took, but he had already completed the entire calf according to such steps, and when he looked up, the little lady had fallen asleep.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, as if she had a sweet dream.