Princess, be nice

Chapter 899
After all, it doesn't matter how you wear yourself in the room.

Therefore, Yuan Changhuan did not hide his enchanting and plump figure at all.

Yuan Changhuan sat at the desk with his elbows propped on the desk, and his smooth sleeves slipped down.

A pair of bright jade wrists were revealed.

Under the Yingying light, it fascinates people's eyes.

Along with what those hands pinched, was a letter.

And it was an open letter.

"Since Xie Ci will be back tomorrow, it shouldn't matter if I look at it now. I don't believe him."

The folded letter paper was opened by Yuan Changhuan.

After seeing the clear and elegant handwriting inside, Yuan Changhuan wanted to beat Xie Ci up.

"Tricking me!"

"How to play?" Suddenly, a male voice came.

It is as clear as a spring breeze, as bright as a bright moon, and as moist as a clear spring.

Yuan Changhuan turned his head abruptly, "Thank you!"

Unfortunately, before she could turn around, a pair of big hands passed behind her.

Candlelight flickered.

An hour passed.

There is nothing good about this dog man coming back.

It's finally over.

The words of thanks were still unfinished: "Miss, you really miss me very much."

Seeing that the topic is about to shift in an unhealthy direction.

Yuan Changhuan tried his best to let himself ignore the inappropriateness, and asked seriously, "Aren't you coming back tomorrow, why are you here tonight?"

"I am afraid that the lady will worry too much and get lovesick, so I will come back early for my husband." Xie Ci said calmly.

The corners of Yuan Changhuan's lips twitched slightly, "Speak humanly."

"Oh." Xie Ci replied lazily, "My husband misses you so much, I can't bear tomorrow."

Therefore, he left Changsun Jing and the others ahead of time and entered the city.

After two hours, I have to go back.

We will officially enter the city tomorrow.

Yuan Changhuan did not doubt the authenticity of his words.

However, this man is really honest.

With a slap on his chest, Yuan Changhuan pushed away his hand holding her: "You can go now."

"What does the lady think of being a husband? Throw it away when you're done using it?"

There is ample time,.

After Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes, his mind was exceptionally clear, and he heard Xie Ci's light and heavy breathing in his ears.

Suddenly remembered something...

"By the way, what happened to the letter you sent me?"

"What was mysteriously given to me, what was that in the end???"

Xie Ci lowered his eyes and saw Yuan Changhuan's radiant peach blossom eyes open.

He stared at her for a while.

Then he leaned over and pressed a kiss on her eyelid.

Then he replied unhurriedly, "It's just a letter, a love letter."

"Miss, have you forgotten, back then you wrote to your husband..."

"Okay, you can shut up now." Yuan Changhuan recalled "Feng Qiuhuang" written in his distorted handwriting in his mind, and then wanted to thank Feng Qiuhuang written in the clear and elegant handwriting on the letter.

Comparing the two, what she wrote is even more unsightly.

"Actually, your purpose is to make me feel inferior, right?"

Yuan Changhuan looked at him and said angrily.

Covering her glowing peach blossom eyes, Xie Ci replied with a smile, "My lady would not feel inferior because of her love and trust."

"Hmph, of course not." Yuan Changhuan pouted while breaking Xie Ci's claws, "You do understand me."

"However, why did you ask Qing Wan to tell me that you only opened the letter when I had doubts about you?"

Listening to the lady's words, Xie Ci's eyes fell on the jade hand she put on the back of his hand.

His voice suddenly became hoarse.

It took a long time to let my eyes move away from her hands.

My heart trembled slightly.

"Of course it's because... after the lady reads the love letter written by her husband, she will know how much the husband cares for her, and she won't doubt her anymore."

For this reason, there is nothing wrong with it.

Yuan Changhuan retracted his head into the thin quilt.

(End of this chapter)