A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan are in vain.

In the midst of the curtain, Xuanjing panted slightly, and reached out to grab the slender jade hands that were as soft as bones and frequently played tricks on him.

Shu Ange smiled lightly, raised his face to Xuanjing's lips, and pecked playfully.

Xuanjing remembered Fang Cai's little hands, leading him to do something, his heart was full of charm, he was ashamed and embarrassed, and his throat was a little dry.

Seeing him like this, Shu Ange leaned on his shoulder, quietly close to his ear, and blew a breath of hot air.

Xuanjing's body was shocked, and Shu Ange pressed his ear and said, "Master, have you never been ......?"

Before she finished speaking, Xuan Mirror was burned, and her eyes were closed with a red face.

Fusheng often hates and has little pleasure, and after the tie, Shu Ange personally sorted out the clothes for Xuanjing, and got out of bed to pick up the white jade hair crown.

Seeing her green silk, her face like a peach blossom, holding a white jade crown in her hand, and her smooth and lovely little feet stepping on clogs, like a fairy walking down from a painting, Xuanjing said: "I'll help you comb your hair." ”

Shu Ange raised his eyebrows and looked at Xuanjing suspiciously: "Can you comb your hair?" ”

A person who has never grown her hair offers to comb her hair, although it sounds quite romantic, but is it really reliable?

It's just that the parting is imminent, Shu Ange smiled: "Okay." ”

She walked over to the dresser, and Xuanjing followed, picking up a delicate ivory comb from the dresser.

Shu Ange suddenly thought that the original owner had placed a dresser in Xuanjing's residence, and her mind was actually very clear.

Xuanjing held a cold ivory comb in his hand, and only then did he realize that he was indeed not very good at combing his hair.

But in order to be able to spend more time with Shu Ange, he picked up the comb and slowly groomed her long hair.

Her hair is thick and smooth, and Xuanjing easily combs it from head to tail, and her movements are very gentle and considerate.

The bronze mirror was dim, the posture of the two was a little ambiguous, and Xuanjing thought that Shu Ange was about to leave the capital in danger, and his heart was sullen as if he had been hit by a bell and drum.

Sensing Xuanjing's absent-mindedness, Shu Ange opened the drawer on the dressing table and took out a pocket pair of gold and silver skein scissors from it.

Xuanjing was stunned and stopped his movements, but Shu Ange quickly cut off a strand of hair, tied the hair into a knot and put it into a close-fitting sachet, and solemnly handed it to Xuanjing.

He held the bulging bag in his hand, and his heart was empty and all tied to it, and he was melancholy: "Parents of the body, Mochizuki, why are you suffering." ”

"If I don't look back, at least it's a thought."

Xuanjing's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he grabbed Shu Ange and said: "Don't talk nonsense, you will return triumphantly, and I will be vulgar for you and accompany you at that time." ”

After making the first promise, Xuanjing is no longer so resistant to returning to the mundane.

"Comb my hair first."

Xuanjing didn't say anything again, but gently helped Shu Ange pull his hair up, he was a little rusty, and Shu Ange's scalp was pulled and hurt, but she naturally wouldn't show it.

After cherishing others, Shu Ange felt a little heavy, and she had already made up her mind to go on the expedition.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Shu Ange planned to take Wang Shi to the border together.

When the army left Beijing, Shu Ange had mixed feelings in her heart, she was wearing Ming Guangkai, and she had a seven-foot Qingfeng sword hanging from her waist, and her whole body was indescribably expensive.

However, all of this is not as good as the one that Xuanjing tied for her that day, a crooked bun.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying, and the flag was flying high, just like her heart.

"The Baby Is Sleepy"