Lord Xiao, your wife is super sweet!

Chapter 874 What is Time is Quiet?

Yun Zhen was taken aback for a moment, slightly astonished, but soon, her face returned to its original tranquility.

The corners of her lips were raised slightly, she smiled slightly, and her eyes were curved.

At this moment, she felt that the scene in front of her was indescribably beautiful.

It was the first time she saw Gong Xiao sleeping so peacefully.

The brilliance of the setting sun seemed to be projected from behind his head, coating his whole body with a layer of light golden light.

With his slender and fair fingers, he subconsciously held the book, hanging casually on the edge of the sofa.

He lay lazily on the sofa, tilted his head slightly, and fell asleep peacefully.

Under the setting sun, his black jade-like hair seemed to be covered with a layer of honey color, giving people a very gentle feeling.

Gong Xiao's eyes are beautiful in themselves, their shape is very beautiful, and when they are closed, they are also a beautiful arc.

The eyelashes are thick and long, laying down like a crow's feathers.

The tall nose bridge cast a light shadow, and his thin lips were lightly pursed, like cherry blossoms in April, with a soft luster.

All in all, the picture in front of me is like a beautiful scroll, and Yun Zhen's eyes are lightly curved, which is pleasing to the eye.

Unconsciously, she got off the bed lightly, stepped on her slippers, and tiptoed to Gong Xiao's side.

She leaned over slightly, admiring it more closely.

Under the setting sun, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water, shining brightly with an amber brilliance.

The sun is gentle and the wind is gentle.

The girl smiled more gently.

This is probably the feeling of quiet time!
At this moment, Yun Zhen felt that her state of mind was like a lake, quiet and peaceful.

On the floor, the shadows of the two people were intertwined, as if they were lingering.

Yun Zhen admired it carefully for a while, hooked the corners of her lips, took a blanket from the bed, and carefully covered Gong Xiao.

He seemed really sleepy and didn't respond.

In order to guard Yun Zhen before, he didn't close his eyes all night, worried in his heart, and couldn't sleep at all.

Now, with the stone in his heart down, he can finally sleep peacefully.

The late spring cold has finally passed, and the weather is gradually getting warmer.

The sunset was just right and the breeze was mild.

Yun Zhen stood in front of the window with her thermos in her arms, surrounded by a man who was pleasing to the eye even in his deep sleep.

She couldn't help feeling in her heart: life is still very beautiful!

On the other side, there is a special tea room for the old lady of the Gong family.

The hot water for cooking on the stove boiled, and billowing steam came out.

After the heat subsided a little, the young man reached out to pick up the kettle on the stove and poured it into the purple clay pot where the tea leaves had been placed.

In an instant, the tea is full of air and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

The night in spring is still slightly cool, the weather is clear, and the moon is shining in the sky.

The cold moonlight spread out, and the boy's already fair face was like porcelain jade.

Steward Chen stood aside respectfully and waited on him. From his perspective, the boy's side face was smooth, exquisite and perfect.

"Is the old lady's physical condition really serious?"

Looking up at the young man in front of him, a confidant next to Mrs. Gong couldn't help asking questions.

Hearing the sound, Gong Ran raised her eyes and glanced at the man.

Under the moonlight, his eyes were clear, as if they were not mixed with any impurities.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he asked with a chuckle, "Could it be, do you think I'm lying?"

The young man's eyes were clear, he was harmless to humans and animals, but the man's heart felt inexplicably cold, he shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare to question the young master!"

Gong Ran smiled indifferently, calmly.

He narrowed his gaze slightly, and said in a low voice, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Steward Chen."

"During this period, he visited his grandmother every day, and he knew the old lady's physical condition best."

(End of this chapter)