Princess, be nice

Chapter 1833 The Storm Is Not a Dream

Sure enough, Yuan Changhuan fell asleep soon. Before falling asleep, Yuan Changhuan was still thinking about it. When he woke up, he had to make a decision and told Xie Ci that he liked Xie Ci too.

only……

The matter of courage does not mean that you suddenly wake up, but it depends on whether you will have the courage the next day.

Ordinary people, the next day definitely don't have the courage of the night before.

No matter how powerful Yuan Changhuan is, she is nothing more than an ordinary little girl emotionally.

No, now, Yuan Changhuan is no longer a little girl, but a little woman.

With a child, a husband, how can a woman in her twenties still be a little girl.

In Xie Ci's heart, Yuan Changhuan is still a little girl through and through, but in the eyes of the world, she has long been able to be her own.

Even in the hearts of Yuan Changhuan's parents, this little girl has grown up.

Only in Xie Ci's heart, Yuan Changhuan has always been a little girl who needs to be coaxed, held in the palm of his hand, and on the tip of his heart.

No one can replace her, even if she has a child, or there will be a little girl in the future.

None of them can replace Yuan Changhuan's position.

The next morning.

Yuan Changhuan and the others were awakened by a knock on the door.

These days, Xie Ci didn't sleep well, neither did Yuan Changhuan, finally the husband and wife could sleep in the same bed, even Xie Ci fell into a deep sleep.

Of course, he still knows that someone has entered the illusion.

He just didn't notice that he woke up his wife.

When Xie Ci wanted to go out to deal with it, Yuan Changhuan had already opened his eyes, "Did something happen outside?"

Looking at Xie Ci with blurred eyes, he gradually regained consciousness.

Xie Ci lightly patted his wife's hand, "Be obedient and continue to sleep for a while, go out and have a look for your husband."

"Don't go out, I'll go and have a look." Yuan Changhuan was afraid that it would be too much, so he pressed Xie Ci down. If she guessed correctly, it must be that woman has another moth, and she doesn't want Xie Ci to take care of that. Anything for women.

Seeing the undisguised possessiveness in his wife's eyes, Xie Ci suddenly laughed, "Okay."

Lie down like a stream.

The phoenix eyes looked at her lightly, the eyes were soft and cute.

The stormy man who was like a storm last night seemed to be living in her dream. For a moment in Yuan Changhuan's mind, he suspected that she was dreaming of everything last night.

But... from the corner of the eye, he inadvertently glanced at the dry and scabbed wound on Xie Ci's open skirt, and Yuan Changhuan woke up. Last night was not a dream, but a real existence.

Thank you words really change a lot.

Sometimes, Yuan Changhuan can't tell which one is the real thank you.

Instead, he thanked him, leaned on the bed, sat up slightly, leaned on the soft pillow, turned his head to look at his wife who was staring at him in a daze, "Yuanyuan, are you still going out?"

"Go, let's go!"

Yuan Changhuan shook his head, quickly changed into a new dress, and walked out.

Inside the box in the bamboo house, there are many smoked clothes and dresses. It can be seen that Xie Ci has prepared them. It has to be said that he has prepared them very well.

Seeing his wife changing her clothes naturally, the smile on Xie Ci's lips became more and more obvious.

The faintly thin lips curled up.

After Yuan Changhuan left the bamboo house, he lay down again and looked away, as if he really didn't want to care about it.

Xie Ci was still worried last night.

Does my wife have herself in her heart?

(End of this chapter)