Silly wife of a handsome silver-haired man: Concubine Leng Yufei

But Ya actually made this for her with his own hands.

How could this make Fan Ruoyu not be moved, how could it make her not treat each other wholeheartedly.

What else could she ask for from such a man?

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the clothes and put them on awkwardly one by one.When she was in Fancheng, Huansha helped her wear the complicated dresses, but when she came to Yuecheng, she stayed in the barracks for so long.

A group of long gowns didn't suit her, so she improved them into short clothes by herself.Feng Luo prepared all the clothes for coming to the capital, according to the habit in the military camp.Even the dresses are not very long, they are all easy to move and flexible. [

What Ya prepared for her now was a long skirt that fell to the floor, with flowing sleeves, and the shirt was also red.It's just that the material of the clothes was something Fan Ruoyu had never seen before.

All she wore before was brocade.Now the body feels extremely smooth and soft, and the tentacles make people feel that this is not an ordinary product.Unexpectedly, it is even more strange to wear it on the body.It is obviously a few complicated layers, but it does not feel heavy on the body, but feels extremely light and light.

While standing, the wide sleeves of the shirt, swaying automatically without wind, are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them.Unexpectedly, when walking around, it is even more elegant, setting off Fan Ruoyu's delicate face is even more refined, like a fairy who has played so far in the sky.

Beauty, beauty cannot be square; gorgeous, gorgeous and flashy but not vulgar.

Slowly moving his footsteps, he walked to the door and opened the door.

It is now spring, and the noon sun is just warm.A faint golden halo shone on Fan Ruoyu who had just opened the door, layers of golden halo were coated on the red clothes, the flush on his palm-sized face did not fade for a long time, the blush was natural.

Even more beautiful and breathtaking are those jet-black pupils.In the original pupils, there was a beam of light shining like obsidian.But at this time, her eyes were still dark, but they covered up the brilliance, so deep that it was hard to see through.

At a glance, it is a deep pool with no waves in the ancient well.Let the minds of those who watch it be shocked.Such deep eyes, calm and transparent, mixed with a domineering arrogance.

The ink-colored hair was scattered casually, and only a bun was casually rolled up on the back of the head. There were no extra ornaments on the head, and only a hairpin made of black iron was casually placed on top of the bun.

A slight warm wind blows.

Her hair flew all over her body along with the red shirt on her body.The beauty is not thrilling, but the elegance is eye-catching.

The moment Fan Ruoyu opened the door, she felt four pairs of eyes staring at her firmly in the house.One of them was her extremely familiar phoenix eyes.Instead of facing each other, his face blushed unconsciously.

The corners of her lips enlarged slightly, and she walked slowly out of the threshold.Standing under the sun, stretching out his hands, he smiled at Ya, "Ya, do I look good?" Under the sun, such a smile, coupled with the shyness on his face.

Let Ye Sheng be in shock, looking at such a bright and charming face.His light blue eyes are getting deeper and deeper, more and more addicted.

Fen Dai frowned slightly, seeing that someone did not answer.He looked down to see that there was nothing wrong with him, and then looked at Xiang Ya's appearance.He pouted, retracted his arms, raised his feet and walked towards Ya, angrily said: "Isn't it pretty?"

Ya came back to his senses, without hiding the pampering and obsession in his eyes, "It's pretty, like an elf among the flowers, no, it's a bit more beautiful than the elves among the flowers!" But the other three pairs of eyes were a little unhappy in his heart.Turning his head slightly, his cool gaze swept away.

Satisfied to see Hu Feng and Huan Yu lower their heads, they looked at Lan Che.