Rare Confused Concubine

I secretly smiled, that is the standard hairstyle of modern handsome men, it is just a crew cut, it made you out of fashion for a while, and you are still not satisfied!

I put away the scissors, and said to the two of them: "Okay, I should go! The two of you will live in the restaurant first, and people can live here too. Brother He, go and return the inn, so as not to run back and forth. I will try to find time to go back to the restaurant." .”

Qingqing nodded and said, "Yes, brother!"

Wang Zai asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

I looked at him and smiled slightly, without answering his question.

Wang Zai looked at Qingqing again, hoping to get an answer, Qingqing glanced at him slightly, but also ignored him directly.

As soon as I turned around, I went into the night, and Qingqing and Qingqing looked at the dark night sky like this.

At the mansion, Xiang Yueyu stood in the courtyard, enjoying the late spring night breeze, refreshing and happy.

I came from the direction of the East Garden, standing in the corridor and quietly looking at the back of the courtyard.

Seeing that his condition is much better, I thought I had nothing to say and wanted to go back to my room.

"Qing'er, sit with me for a while!" Xiang Yueyu's light voice stopped me.

I turned around, the corners of my mouth crooked, just sit down, it's fine anyway.

Under the night, two figures slanted to both sides. I didn't seem to have looked at him so quietly and boringly. Now looking at his solemn face, there seems to be a feeling of helplessness.

The more I watched, the less courage I had to keep watching. Why did he look back at me like this, and the word "divorce" was not written on my face.

"Qing'er, if you really want to go out, then bring your guards, and the palace will come in and out with you, but you must return to the mansion before sunset." Xiang Yueyu said seriously.

"Oh!" I responded softly.

"The outfit you are wearing now can hide your identity!" He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled faintly: "But it's still not safe, you have a pretty face, I will invite a disguiser to take Qing'er Yi Cheng looks like an ordinary man."

I was surprised to be there, and there was a germinating touch and happiness in my heart.

He is indeed a good man, and he is also a good husband. I can barely be considered a good man, but a good wife needs to be studied. Why can't we get together? Is it true that the fate has not completely fallen?

"I don't want a bodyguard!" I said, "I have my own martial arts bodyguard, I like disguise!"

Isn't calling the guard just to supervise me, no, no!

Xiang Yueyu looked at me with a serious expression: "Qing'er, this is my biggest leniency for you. You need to have a limit when you make a fuss. Do you want me to protect you personally?"

Seeing his change of face, his confidence weakened, "Then, then I will choose by myself, not from the palace." Taking a step back is easy to discuss.

He shot a sharp look, and I trembled, it seems that I haven't practiced the highest level of kung fu in front of him.

I have always been more confident that I am the master of all things, a generation of women with a sense of justice, will not succumb to threats, coldness or sugar-coated bullets, and stick to my own line.

However, in front of this man, he sometimes hovers between persistence and wavering.

"What are you doing?" he asked bluntly.