Zhao Yunzhu was dressed in a white fox fur trimmed coat, which made her face even fairer, delicate and soft, and the beating heart in Xiao Yanhao's chest seemed to overflow her chest, she turned her head a little unnaturally, leaned over slightly, and took out a few books from the dark compartment under the seat and handed them over: "This is for you." ”

Zhao Yunzhu stretched out his hand to take it, flipped it over gently, and looked at Xiao Yanhao with some surprise.

Xiao Yanhao smiled in his eyes and said softly: "Last time, I saw you watching Xia Kezhou, I think you will like these." ”

Last time?

Every time she looked in the house, how did he see it?

Zhao Yunzhu put the book on his lap and said with a smile: "I don't often go out of the house, and I often have illusions about the outside world, which makes the prince smile." ”

Xiao Yanhao's gaze swept over Zhao Yunzhu's pale on the book, which was extremely small, and finally fell on Zhao Yunzhu's face, and said, "You can read these first, and I'll send you some in a few days." ”

Her male protagonist is arrogant and domineering and lonely, whether it is facing Zhao Yanran or facing today's saint, she has always written plain and cold and forbidden // desire in the text, and at this time Xiao Yanhao is like a teenager, with a soft smile on his handsome face, and even the tone of his speech is soft.

This is the male protagonist she portrayed.

Zhao Yunzhu couldn't help but smile when he looked at him like this.

Xiao Yanhao looked at Zhao Yunzhu's smile, and his heart couldn't help but jump.

Did she laugh because of his books?

The streets of the Winter Festival are particularly lively, and with a slight lifting of the curtain, Zhao Yunzhu can see everyone on the street holding an umbrella with a smile on their faces.

Even if it rains, it doesn't affect everyone's heart for the holiday.

The carriage stopped at the door of the Linfeng Inn, Xiao Yanhao took the lead in getting out of the carriage, took the umbrella handed by Qiu Feng, stood under the carriage and watched Zhao Yunzhu lift the curtain and come out, Xiao Yanhao immediately stretched the umbrella in his hand forward.

Under the rain curtain, it can be seen that the woman who got out of the carriage is holding the door with one hand and holding the hand of the maid with the other, and she is very careful, and even the embroidered shoes on the footstool are extraordinarily small and exquisite......

From a distance, the picture in front of the carriage is very peculiar.

A male entourage holds a high umbrella to cover a man in brocade, a man in brocade holds an umbrella to cover the delicate lady who gets out of the carriage, the delicate lady holds the hand of a maid, and there is a maid behind the maid holding an umbrella for it......

Zhao Yunzhu got off the station and looked at the drenched Qiu Feng at the door of the Linfeng Inn, with some apologies on his face, and looked at a ready-to-wear store not far away, and immediately said to Sanqi: "Go and replace this little brother." ”

When Qiu Feng heard this, he immediately arched his hand and said: "The little one is strong and strong, just a little rain, it doesn't get in the way, thank you for your kindness." ”

Zhao Yunzhu frowned and said: "Then how can it be done, no matter how strong a person is, he should cherish himself, there are only two steps left and right, go and change your body." When the words fell, he raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yanhao, the meaning was very clear.

Xiao Yanhao nodded at Qiu Feng.

Sanqi immediately left with Qiu Feng.

Xiao Yanhao habitually hooked a just right smile, and looked at Zhao Yunzhu beside him with a pair of phoenix eyes: "The king of the elegant seat on the second floor of the Linfeng Inn has already made a location, Miss Zhao, please." ”

Zhao Yunzhu looked at the painting boats on the lake not far away, and then looked at the Linfeng Inn located on the lake, is this not a boat?

The original book is not written like this, why does it always deviate......

Zhao Yunzhu smiled with affection in his eyes, and he preferred it, it was best to deviate.