Xiang Xinci was a little overwhelmed, but he didn't expect that he would summarize this result, but it seemed that there was only this result.

Xiang Xinci was familiar and moved for a moment. He rarely really asked her for a crime. He looked at his face unconsciously, and many scenes flashed by. He couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, and slowly looked away and put his mind back.

Her elder brother is best at "respecting the origin and tracing the origin". Even though he might have guessed wrong this time, the node did start from that moment.

Xiang Xinci habitually placed his hands on his legs. When he was thinking, his fingers slowly bent and unconsciously stroked the patterns on the skirt.

Xiang Zhuyuan's eyes were attracted by her little movements. On the somewhat faded dress, her white fingers stroked an inconspicuous embroidery flower on the skirt, stroking it around in circles, aimless and serious and pious.

The interweaving of darkness and light, the petals that are carefully cared for, the soft and bright fingers seem to emit pink luster, like flower buds favored by holy light, and they can turn into immortals in the next second, let alone those who treat it well, so patient and small-minded,

"Nothing."

Xiang Zhuyuan calmly withdrew his thoughts chasing her fingers, and his voice kept the calm he should have: "You must know that I am not targeting you. If you are unhappy, you can say it."

Xiang Xinci's fingers stopped for a moment, and the next moment he continued to circle around the embroidery thread. Xiang Zhuyuan was actually a very gentle brother.

This kind of tenderness will make people confused over time, make people forget how much they are, make people want to hold on to them, and want to monopolize them. She is just an ordinary woman who doesn't want to share uniqueness with anyone: "Hmm."

Then you say.

Xiang Xinci didn't know what she was uttering, and was still playing with her embroidery.

Xiang Zhuyuan restrained his eyes from her fingers and fell back on her shoulders. Suddenly, he found that the same small flower was embroidered on the fabric of her shoulders. Compared to the other one carefully described, it was much more desolate.

Xiang Zhuyuan tried hard to break down her correct thoughts from her misty emotions: "That's that you're still angry?" His voice was ethereal.

"No." What's so angry? This flower is so ugly that it can't be picked down!

He said no, but he didn't raise his head. Xiang Zhuyuan didn't understand her yet. He stretched out his hand, stopped the small movements on her hand, and asked her to raise her head.

Xiang Xinci looked at him very cooperatively, and the light glimpsed that the corner of his official sleeve was hanging on her legs. Because he leaned into the ground, his dark purple gold thread was placed against her dress. The two colors were mixed together and clearly separated, just like the two of them.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her eyes without anger and anger, and felt powerless for a moment. Then he thought about it, took a deep breath, and was righteous, took advantage of it, overcame the great psychological barrier, suppressed his bottom line, and spoke in compromise: "What if I hug you again now..." He hug him only once, and I will not be an example.

Xiang Xinci took back her eyes and suddenly felt a little wanting to laugh, but seeing him trying hard to move himself, she felt a little distressed and complained, why didn't she realize that Xiang Zhuyuan was so good at pestering her? This made her never let herself go of grudges.

But she was really not angry.

Xiang Xinci moved her legs and spread each other's dresses.

Xiang Zhuyuan noticed that the sleeves of his official robe fell on her legs, and subconsciously moved them away as if they were burned.

Xiang Xinci didn't realize... why should she be so unreasonable? She was not so unreasonable: "No, I'm not angry." No one forced you to do something you don't like, can you be happier?

In the future, everyone will get together and part. Don’t get so close. After all, what good ending can you end up with!

I thought about it unhappily, and there was no trace of it on my face.

Xiang Xinci looked at Xiang Zhuyuan's suspicious eyes, tilted her head slightly, and her beautiful eyes that looked like lake water reflected the sun's light: "How about I'll give you a smile?" Xiang Xinci narrowed her eyes, starlight, and smiled at him in the fog in the dream.

Xiang Zhuyuan roared! She felt that her brain was burned out! She was so angry that she was laughing, but she tried her best to suppress her. Seeing her designing the third brother, she thought she had no problem with her brain! "I'm wrong when I said it."

Why are you anxious? You are wrong with you! Xiang Xinci nodded immediately, speechless in his heart, and simply admitted: "You are wrong." So can this topic end?

Xiang Zhuyuan was stuck in the present moment in one breath, so he simply changed the topic: "I have picked a few fans for you to see if you like it?"

Upon hearing this, Butler Zheng quickly changed into the regular clothes he was holding, hurriedly picked up the fan that had been prepared, and quickly spoke to the master: "Miss Seven, it's all made of good materials and beautiful styles. It is the craftsmanship of Shangongfang, which is especially suitable for Miss Seven. Look at this willow catkins in the world..."

Xiang Zhuyuan spoke directly: "Complaint with you that last time."

Before Xiang Xinci could finish listening to Butler Zheng, she was interrupted by Xiang Zhuyuan and looked at the fans again. Not to mention, from her perspective for more than 40 years, it was also beautiful, especially those soldiers made pendants.

Xiang Xinci waved his hand and asked Butler Zheng to take what he was holding in. On it was a peach blossom fan, with layers of spring peach blossoms embroidered on the fan surface, and the handle of the fan was decorated with a string of pink and jade-carved peach blossom petals, emitting a warm and plump luster.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her and breathed a sigh of relief: "Like it?"

Xiang Xinci nodded, I really like it! The pomegranate fan next to him is particularly beautiful, with the fiery red pomegranate seeds and pink pomegranate skin, and the pendant that can be held just by the palm of your hand. It is clear in the sunlight and bright in color. I want someone to touch it. If you hold it in your hand, when you fan it, the pendant will sway slightly, which will definitely look better.

Why don’t you act spoiled when you like it? Xiang Zhuyuan raised it up again in a relaxed tone.

Xiang Xinci sensitively realized that he seemed not satisfied with his "like", so... now I picked it up and slap it?

Xiang Zhuyuan felt that things must be not enough: "I still have a few pieces of warm jade here."

"Um?"

"Give it to you one piece."

Ah, OK: "Thank you, brother."

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at Xiang Xinci.

Xiang Xinci also tried to look at him, what did he look at? Did her elder brother have been so difficult to serve before?

Xiang Xinci tried her best to express that she was really satisfied and was no longer unhappy, and she was indeed not unhappy!

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't think so. She used to receive gifts that were not like this. She asked regularly whether she had asked for good things yet. Maybe she would have to blame him for keeping good things and not giving them to her. How could she be so obedient?
Chapter completed!