At this time, Nangong Yuanyi stood up, wiped off the water stains on his body and dried his hair, then dressed leisurely, tied his belt and tied his hair, almost all at once.
Nangong Yuanyi saw that Yuan Bao was acting like a fool at this time and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes: "It seems that I am going to marry you Zhang Luo a wife..."
"Sichunsi is thinking about Xiao Shi. Let Lao Jiu know that you covet his sister, but you will suffer a lot." Nangong Yuanyi gloated, seeing that Yuan Bao still didn't react.
Nangong Yuanyi thought to himself: "Yuanbao is also 23 or 4 this year. It's time to get a wife. Why do you look so stupid?"
Yuan Bao's mind was not at all on Nangong Yuanyi's words. He suddenly said: "Master, why are you making clothes for Xiao Shi? They are all women's clothes. She likes to wear men's clothes." He remembered that it was Xiao Shi's fault for wearing women's clothes. .
"You are suddenly so good to Xiao Shi, do you want to make Xiao Shi your concubine?" Yuan Bao was suddenly startled.
"Silly." Nangong Yuanyi felt that his Yue'er was right, Yuan Bao was hopeless.
Staring at Yuan Bao, he sighed again, "Think about it slowly." Then he walked towards the women's bathroom.
An Xiyue was fully dressed and came out of the bathroom just in time to take a shower. To be precise, she was kicked out by Xiao Shi.
"Yue'er, it's so cold, why don't you wear a cloak?" Nangong Yuanyi came out when he saw An Xiyue was wearing thin clothes and her hair was not completely dry.
An Xiyue glanced at the closed bathroom door. She wanted to say that Xiao Shi was taking a bath inside, but she was shy and didn't want help.
"It's not cold, it's warm inside, just like a hot spring room." An Xiyue smiled sweetly at him, her lips were red and her teeth were white, it was sweet and attractive.
Nangong Yuanyi's throat slipped slightly, and her every frown and smile were imprinted on his heart.
He felt a little hot in his body and a little painful in his heart. Nangong Yuanyi picked her up as if there was no one around. After entering the wing, he closed the door, covered her in the quilt, and said softly: "Is it cold?" Dry your hair first to avoid catching wind and cold.”
An Xiyue blushed and responded softly: "Husband, help me wipe it." Then she turned her back and put her hair completely into his hand.
Just look at her black and smooth hair, each piece of Guo Yunju's fragrant soap is filled with a faint floral fragrance, and even the soap locust water is fragrant.
Nangong Yuanyi wanted to hold up her hair, but he could only hold up men's hair. Suddenly a trace of sadness rose between his eyebrows. He said to himself: "The joy of the boudoir is not only drawing eyebrows and drawing flowers, but also Hair extension?"
An Xiyue felt that his fingers were too gentle. His fingers moved through her hair, tickling her. She indulged in his gentleness, turned her head and asked, "What did you say?"
Nangong Yuanyi lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips, "If your maid is not around, who will hold your hair?" Xiao Shi didn't know how to do it himself, so he couldn't count on her.
An Xiyue was slightly stunned by his sudden behavior, as if he was used to it, and said with a smile: "I can do it myself."
She felt that his gaze on her was too gentle and affectionate.
So, An Xiyue took the comb in his hand and pretended to get out of bed...
There was no doubt that Nangong Yuanyi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her Hao wrist, and gently hung the hair around her ears for her, revealing her jade-white cheeks, and then he suddenly touched her earlobe.
It was clearly winter, but she felt as if beads of sweat were seeping out of her back, and a heat suddenly began to spread through her body.
He held her waist, put her on his lap, and kissed her cheek gently.
After that, he didn't take the next step, not even the usual laughter and play. He just buried his head in her hair and held her tightly.
