The goldfish hook hooked up the cyan curtain, the bed was covered with a brand new brocade, and Shu Ange's wet hair was pulled out of Feng Yunyu's hand and fell on his shoulders coolly.

Feng Yunyu raised his hand and wrapped Shu Ange's long hair with a dry towel, and the smile in his eyebrows and eyes was even stronger: "You should be eighteen years old and right." ”

In ancient times, when a woman reached the age of 15, she knotted her hair with a flute, because a woman was called a woman who was 15 years old, and after that, the innocent girl was about to get married.

Dongfang Chuqing was sick because of her poor behavior, and the owner and his wife regarded her as a pearl, fearing that after she left the cabinet, she would be bullied due to physical reasons, so they simply rejected all those who came to the door to propose marriage.

The couple made up their minds that if their daughter was in a difficult state to recover, even if they kept her under their knees, they would not let her marry into someone else's family and suffer.

Shu Ange knows the allusions of Helu, and in ancient times, women could marry after Helu. Now that she heard Feng Yunyu mention it, she thought he was hinting at her stunted, raised her two willow eyebrows up and glared at her apricot eyes, and said unceremoniously: "Mr. Feng has red lips and white eyebrows, and he looks like a young man with a penny of twelve or thirteen." ”

In order to play a provocative role, Shu Ange specially glanced at Feng Yunyu from top to bottom, and at this glance, seeing the outline of his body outlined by his wet clothes, her face turned red.

Sven in his life, he didn't expect it to be a good figure with thin clothes and flesh.

Feng Yunyu increased the force in her hand, rubbing Shu Ange's hair, not angry at all because of her ridicule, and her eyes became more and more spoiled.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be a few years younger than you, how to welcome you into the door."

When she heard the first half of the sentence, Shu Ange raised her chin arrogantly, but in the second half of the sentence, Feng Yunyu lowered her voice, she almost thought she had heard it wrong, and asked rhetorically: "What, what did you just say?" ”

She lifted her head in surprise, and she was still wearing a light blue towel on her head, and her pink lips were seductively shiny, looking very stupid.

Of course, Feng Yunyu didn't know the adjective stupid cute, in his eyes, Shu Ange's appearance was cute and cute, so he couldn't help but want to tease.

"Oh, if I'm twelve or thirteen, I'll be a few years younger than you."

How could Shu Ange be easily fooled by him, she snorted and said, "No, what you said in the second half of the sentence is obviously not this." ”

Feng Yunyu took off the towel on Shu Ange's head and replaced it with another one, and said with a smile: "Which sentence is that?" ”

Shu Ange's face flushed, naturally he couldn't say anything like Feng Yunyu about marrying ten miles of red makeup, so he could only glare at him hatefully.

Feng Yunyu was calm, and after helping her dry her hair, he pulled out the pillow to help her lie down, and covered her with a quilt, with gentle and intimate movements.

Shu Ange was lying on the bed, looked at Feng Yunyu with round eyes, and suddenly said for some reason: "Mr. Feng, will I not be able to stand up, will I not be cured, will I be ...... Die. ”

Hearing her say the word death, Feng Yunyu leaned down and pressed her hand on her chest.

His heart was beating under her hand, soothing and powerful, Shu Ange looked at Feng Yunyu in puzzlement, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"You won't die, because I'm here."

He said this sentence almost word by word, and Shu Ange's heart seemed to fly out of his chest and beat with his heart.