Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1603 Jiang Xinqiu is the person he most wants to win now

Xia Yuantong's eyes were complicated and deep: "Why do you still keep it?"

Jiang Xinqiu held the box and handed it to him.

"I know His Highness is rich, so maybe he doesn't care about these little things."

"But I was very poor before. When I was studying, I didn't have a pen, so I could only dip a branch in water and practice calligraphy on the ground."

"So I think that if His Highness is so rich, he should cherish what he has even more."

"Because they are something that many people can't ask for."

She wiped the box with her sleeve: "These are still usable, don't throw them away, Your Highness."

"It is said in the book that it is easy to be rich, but it is not easy to keep rich."

"Your Highness is so kind and smart, you must understand the truth of cherishing."

"Here, don't worry, I've cleaned everything!"

Perhaps drunkenness makes one bold.

When Jiang Xinqiu was awake, she would never let Xia Yuantong see her storing so many things.

But this time, he took it all out.

Like a small animal, carefully treasure things that others don't want.

In her eyes, it is a treasure, so now, she keeps it for him and returns it to him.

Xia Yuantong's eyes flickered.

Jiang Xinqiu's delicate face was close at hand.

She is not like Xia Baoer, who is delicate and peerless, nor is she like Xia Pianpian, who is as flaming as fire.

Not to mention Gu Xueyu's gentleness and tenderness.

However, Jiang Xinqiu's beauty is a kind of reading spirit that is close to Wenxiu.

The whole person is gentle, never showing his teeth when he smiles, always pursing his lips and chuckling.

When her eyebrows are curved, it only makes people feel at ease.

Xia Yuantong picked up the box and put it on the table beside it.

"Jiang Xinqiu," his voice was slightly hoarse: "Are you sure you are drunk now?"

Jiang Xinqiu was very drunk, her thoughts were confused.

Everything I wanted to say just came out of my head.

She rubbed the center of her brows, and said nothing.

Xia Yuantong closed his eyes slightly.

If he was impulsive again, he would be able to hold Jiang Xinqiu in his arms and hold her lips steady.

However, he repeatedly restrained himself.

Jiang Xinqiu is a scholar, and he likes gentlemen.

He wanted to make a good impression on her, and he took advantage of her, no matter what.

Concubine Hui was worried when she learned that Jiang Xinqiu was drunk.

Then he brought the two little maids to the side hall.

Standing at the door, she saw it.

Inside the house, Jiang Xinqiu was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, as if she had already fallen asleep.

And Xia Yuantong was sitting on the side, holding her hand, watching her sleeping face carefully.

The little maid behind Concubine Hui was still carrying sober soup.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but ask: "Ma'am, this soup..."

Concubine Hui raised her hand, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and said: "Xinqiu has already rested, and I will bring you the hangover soup later, so I don't need to bother you."

"Yes."

After all, Concubine Hui took the people away.

In the house, Xia Yuantong didn't notice that Concubine Hui had come, he was immersed in his own thoughts.

Suddenly figured out one thing.

He had imagined countless times what kind of girl he would marry.

Maybe, if he hadn't met Jiang Xinqiu.

He may follow the mother concubine's arrangement.

Marry and have children with a girl with a matching family background.

But now, he completely understands his own mind.

He may meet many people who like his appearance, his family background, or his money.

But only Jiang Xinqiu.

Stealthily stop him from wasting where he doesn't know.

She has always kept her distance, and she doesn't want to take advantage of it.

Jiang Xinqiu went to study whenever he had the chance.

She pinned her ambitions in books.

She is not ordinary, but so excellent.

Xia Yuantong decided——

Jiang Xinqiu is the person he most wants to win now.

(End of this chapter)