Kuai Wen Zhi crazy criticizes the beauty she does not want to be a female supporting role

Chapter 24 Princess is not a good match (23)
Zhou Buyi was forced to stay there, with the fragrant soft jade in his arms, but he didn't know where to put his hands.

Listening to Su Yan's accusations one after another, he wanted to refute but was unable to do so.

"Don't be sad, isn't this better?"

He said in a low voice.

His hands patted her behind comfortingly.

"But what if you change again?"

Su Yan raised her misty eyes, the ends of her eyes were slightly red, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, showing a bit of grievance and expectation.

No one shed tears, she was so delicate and delicate, no matter how tough she was, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she looked at her.

Zhou Bujie couldn't listen anymore. His body became stiff and his whole heart felt like it had been torn apart.

He had already made his decision, hadn't he?
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, his usually harsh eyes softening. He tried to keep his tone calm: "No, I won't be like before."

Look at the person in your arms without the disgust you used to feel.

Only then did he realize that it was her who had grown up like this.

She only wore gauze and silk, with a white skirt underneath, a plain belt around her waist, and black silk draped behind her shoulders. She did not apply any powder, but it still did not detract from her beauty.

Her peach cheeks were pink and her phoenix eyes were watery. She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes filled with tenderness.

He looked at her face, which was as clear as hibiscus.

Astonishing.

He sighed again.

He wiped away her tears with his thumb and thought to himself.

If she were not of this identity, but any young lady from the aristocratic family, he would not have disliked her so much before.

Now he won't be threatened to this extent.

The originally firm heartstrings suddenly became a little hesitant, and how much kindness he had, she was the one who protected him all these years.

What should he do?

He was still struggling in his heart.

Su Yan was still immersed in joy, her eyes curled up without any trace of the previous delicate air, she looked like an ordinary woman who had a lover.

He knocked, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

Thinking about it carefully, he never treated her well.

No matter what she was like, he would always look disgusted with her in front of everyone.

After all, she never owed him anything.

He tucks her black hair around her temples and moves the corners of his lips slightly: "Let me draw a flower pattern for you."

She had already smiled so much that her eyebrows were crooked, her eyes were invisible, and her joy was visible to the naked eye. Even Zhou Buyi was made a little happy by her.

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, his lips pursed slightly, and he looked unhappy: "How come, you don't like it?"

She suddenly became a little anxious, and her white and tender fingers immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said quickly: "No, no, I like him very much."

Then he sat in front of the bronze mirror, picked up an ivory pen and handed it to him with both hands.

A few slender white fingers held up the ivory pen.

I don’t know whether the pen is whiter or the hand is whiter.

The hands are whiter.

he thought to himself.

But after he took over the pen, he felt a little more annoyed. He was not good at holding pens. In these years, he only led troops to fight, and more importantly practiced martial arts. If he was allowed to swing a sword a few times, it would be fine. What if he was drawing his daughter? The style of the home was somewhat difficult for him.

I took a pen and traced it in the air a few times, but I didn't know where to start.

Su Yan raised her face, her shoulders slowly sank, and she wanted to open her eyes and said, "Forget it, brother, if you don't want to, that's all."

The tone was full of loss.

Zhou Busui pinched her chin with his hand and lifted it up: "Don't move."

She felt a soft touch moving between her forehead.

Even if she didn't open her eyes, she could feel her pleasure.

One stroke, one stroke, one hook... Her skin is very good, white, tender and delicate, and looks breakable.

At this time, she closed her eyes obediently.

It looks even more moving.

"Brother Budu, are you okay?" Wu Nong's soft words rang in his ears, and his breath hit his wrist.

His breath hitched.

"Okay, okay." He put down the pen at a loss and glanced around wildly.

But suddenly I saw something.

The originally agitated heart suddenly calmed down.

He made up his mind again.

She looked at him motionlessly with her rippling eyes: "Does it look good?"

"Nice-looking." He heard himself say.

She turned around and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

There is a red streak between the woman's forehead. The very simple style is not trendy, but her cheeks are slightly red, her eyes are rippling slightly, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her hair is black and her skin is white.

It was actually indescribably beautiful and moving.

What's more, the tail of her eyes raised slightly, and she looked at the person behind her with a bit of joy.

This situation made his heart tremble.

He looked down at her, his black eyes couldn't help but look at her.

There seems to be a refreshing fragrance lingering between the nostrils.

"No doubt, brother, let me dance for you."

Her slender waist swayed gracefully, her arms stretched out softly, and she stood on tiptoes. The long sleeves slipped from her arms. Her pupils were like the ripples of the river under the moon, cold and deep, with red flowers between her eyebrows. With the ups and downs of her movements, she became more and more moving.The whole face showed a certain nobility and arrogance.

The dancing phoenix bun is in the air, and the graceful waist is gentler and softer.Moving the lotus steps lightly, the swallows flying in the Han Palace are old and charming.The drums and drums are urged to visit Liangzhou, and the partridges fly up the spring sleeves.

Point your toes forward, move your wrists slightly, and rotate the skirt into a beautiful shape.

End with this.

After the dance was completed, she gasped softly, and her thin sweat transformed the flower into a more and more attractive appearance.

When he was young, he once studied and read: "There is a talented man in the southern country, who dances with a light green waist."Hua Yan Jiuqiu twilight, flying sleeves blowing over the clouds and rain.As graceful as orchids and emerald greens, as graceful as a swimming dragon.The more beautiful the Qianxi, the more beautiful Wu Ji stops? .Second: The slow state cannot be exhausted, and the complicated postures lead to the end.The low lotus breaks the waves, and the chaotic snow lingers in the wind.The time of falling Er? , I want to repair the train and go back to the sky.I'm worried that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch it. 'I can't understand it at all.

But now, he finally understands.

"No doubt about it, brother, I can dance well."

She raised her eyebrows slightly and raised her chin slightly.

He had always known that she was a very good dancer.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are what a noble girl from a noble family and a lady should learn.

Dancing has never been one of them.

Most of them were learned by women in brothels, but Su Yan liked it. Emperor Yuan'an had doted on her since she was a child. As long as she showed her love for dancing inadvertently, the people below would start a trend.

In order to please Long Yan, most women are required to learn to dance.

There are many women with light waists missing in the city.

The status of Jiaofangsi also improved accordingly.

Emperor Yuan'an then summoned the best dancers to pay tribute and teach Su Yan how to dance.

In three years, the dancers had nothing to teach them.

Resigned to Emperor Yuan'an.

Su Yan has a soft waist and an even more beautiful appearance. Her every move is so sultry.

She knew it all along.

"Of course you are beautiful. You have been dancing beautifully since you were a child." This sentence is true. If Su Yan is ranked second in dancing in this world, no one can be ranked first.

(End of this chapter)