I Really Like That Guy!

The girl's tender cheeks pressed tightly against her palm, and the scalding temperature continued to flow through the contacting skin, as if it had the power to burn people, causing the young man in red to curl his fingertips suddenly.

"Madam...do you know who I am?"

Some vague voices entered his ears, as if there was a layer of fog, but the calm and steady tone was familiar to Arlo.

Although her head was a little dizzy, her consciousness was clear, but she was inexplicably excited, so that she could not even recognize her.

"Do you think I'm drunk and can't recognize you?" A Luo smiled and frowned, "You are Wen Renjin, I know, I can see it."

She still didn't let him go, holding the back of his hand with both hands and pressing it on her side face.

At first, he wanted to tell him to look at himself, but slowly Arlo felt that the big hand was warm and cool, like jade, so he used it to cool his steaming face.

Despite this, she didn't forget her purpose, so she took his hand and posted it here, and when it was hot, she posted it in another place.

While cooling down, feeling her appearance at the same time can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

His hands are slender and wide, and his fingers are as straight as bamboo knots, which can cover half of Arlo's face at once. Even though he was such a big guy, he stayed peacefully in her little palm, letting her play with it at will, not daring to move at all, and being tame and outrageous.

A Luo said suspiciously: "You move, don't you want to take a look at me? I am your wife, don't you want to know whether I am beautiful or ugly?"

Wen Renjin's long eyelashes narrowed slightly, and asked again in a slow voice, "Does Madam know what she is doing?" Even the tone of voice was as calm as ever.

A Luo suddenly got a little angry. She took the initiative to put her face in his hands, but he was still indifferent and calm. Couldn't he be curious about her?

"You are the prince of Yuanting, my husband. I want my husband to see what I look like, is there anything wrong?" After speaking, she threw his hand away in a fit of anger and threw it aside. .

Seemingly hearing the grievance in her voice, Wen Renjin pursed her thin lips, her long black eyelashes trembled, and said softly, "Jin just doesn't want Madam to regret..."

Arlo ignored him and sat sulking for a while. Turning his face to look at him again, he saw that the handsome young man's eyes were drooping, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, and the blush on his face had also faded. His expression was not as calm as he used to be, but a trace of bewilderment.

A Luo's heart softened suddenly, and he said to him: "You raise your eyes and look at me."

"Jin...I can't see your appearance." The man's lips pursed even tighter, and his face was faintly pale.

"I know." A Luo responded casually, reaching out to pull Wen Renjin's shirt. He didn't know what she was going to do, but he still obediently bent down following her strength.

A Luo asked her doubts in her heart: "You look directly at people when you talk to them, but why do you hide your eyes every time you see me so that I can't see them?"

At the same time, her fingertips also stroked his eyes, gently rubbing the slight red at the end of his eyes, with an intimacy and ambiguity that cannot be ignored.

The distance between the two was too close, and the warm breath fell on Wen Renjin's face, and he could even smell the fragrance from her body.

The white jade-like ears were slightly red, and he explained in a low voice: "Jin's eyes are different, and they once made the child cry. I was afraid to scare you, so I didn't dare to look directly at Madam."

Arlo: "I'm not a child."

Wen Renjin was silent, and A Luo suddenly flashed in his mind, "Did you think I was afraid of your eyes when you found me nervous when facing you at home that day?"

Seeing her say this, Wen Renjin didn't deny it, and Arlo understood immediately.

"You're wrong, I'm not afraid." A Luo kept moving his hands, stroking from the end of his eyes to his eyelids and eyelids, and then slowly moving to his long black eyebrows and straight nose, with a soft voice He whispered, "My husband must have never had contact with the woman next to him. I'm afraid I don't know. If you stare at a girl for a long time, you will be regarded as a disciple. But if the disciple is beautiful and unparalleled in appearance, he will be provoked. The girl is shy and unpredictable, so she naturally looks flustered and correct."

The boy's eyelashes trembled, and a thin layer of water appeared in his light-colored eyes. When A Luo's fingertips passed, the fair skin would have a light pink color, just like the mark she left on him.

A Luo stared at his amber pupils, he was very obedient, perhaps because he was afraid that she would get angry again, even if she touched him like this, he never looked away.

"The most beautiful pair of eyes I've ever seen are yours. They are clear and bright, with a very gentle color. They look crystal clear in the sun and are as beautiful as glass."

A Luo's eyes became blurred, she suddenly raised her head, leaned forward, touched the eyelid lightly with her lips, and murmured, "I like it very much."

The soft kiss fell on the eyelids, like a dragonfly, leaving in an instant.

Wen Renjin stood up abruptly, her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings under a hurricane, her whole person was like a girl who had been molested, her ears, face, and neck were completely red, and her usual calmness and composure came from him. Faded, only a rare panic remains.

"Su, Madam, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest."

After he stumbled and said these words, he immediately turned to leave.

The next moment, a delicate snow-white hand grabbed the sleeve of his wedding robe.

"Where are you going?" the girl asked in a low voice from behind.

Her voice was soft and soft, and the strength to hold him was minimal, but for some reason, Wen Renjin's legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move any further.

He tried his best to stabilize his chaotic breathing and said with his back to her, "I'll rest next door, if something happens to Madam..."

However, before she could finish her words, she was suddenly interrupted.

"Wen Renjin, you said you wanted to marry me, but why are you humiliating me so much now!"

The girl's high-pitched voice was filled with crying and deep grievances, making Wen Renjin Wenzhi's heart skip a beat.

He turned around quickly and took a step towards her subconsciously, wanting to see if she was red-eyed, crying, or crying helplessly, but in front of her eyes it was like ten years, and she was nowhere to be seen. Bottom darkness.

For the first time in twenty years, Wen Renjin wanted to see the light so urgently.

He stood there bewildered, surrounded by boundless darkness, but Ren Jin knew that a step in front of him sat a girl who could call his husband and kiss his blindness.

Now, he made her angry and cry.

"Jin Jue doesn't mean this, why did Madam say this?" He asked anxiously, not even realizing it himself. In addition to doubts, there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

Wen Renjin did not know that A Luo, who was helpless and crying in his imagination, was looking at him carefully at this time, carefully observing every expression on his face.

Her silence brought him even greater panic, and when Arlo saw Wen Renjin's face turned white, his amber eyes were filled with remorse and remorse.

Not knowing where he was wrong, he already felt that he had done something wrong and said the wrong thing... For such a man, A Luo didn't believe that he had no feelings for him.

It seems that he still has to take a strong medicine, and it is not suitable for a passive person like Wen Renjin.

"Then why don't you touch me and avoid me like a scorpion? On the wedding night, the bride is asked to keep her empty boudoir alone. Tomorrow people will come to receive the congratulations, and everyone will know that the daughter of the Su family is not loved by the prince. The prince was left alone in the new house, are you trying to teach me to be ridiculed by everyone?" A Luo asked seriously.

Wen Renjin's face was pale, she raised her hand and bowed deeply to Arlo, and said solemnly: "Jin is not thinking carefully, but I have never thought about it this way, I just...don't want to force my wife."

A Luo asked again: "You don't ask me, you know that I'm reluctant? Or is it that the person who really thinks this marriage is reluctant is the prince?"

She no longer called him husband, and changed the name back to the unfamiliar and polite prince. Wen Renjin didn't feel relieved, instead, his chest felt tight.

"Since I sent that letter to Miss, I never thought it was reluctance to marry Miss."

The young man in red had guilt and unease written all over his face. He was completely satisfied as he watched this calm man break his calm appearance in front of her and show her fluctuating emotions.

She laughed silently, closed her tone, and said in a low voice, "Come here."

Wen Renjin took a step forward hesitantly, A Luo sat on the happy bed, and their knees were almost touching each other.

A Luo stretched out his hand to himself, poked his hand in through his wide cuff, and fumbled to find his hand.

The big hand, which was slightly warm before, became cold at some point. When she was touched, she couldn't stop shaking.

A Luo felt a little pain, grabbed his **** firmly, and firmly took his hand out of his sleeve like a child pulling an adult.

Wen Renjin was silent and never resisted.

Good boy, how can you be so obedient.

Arlo took his hand and put it on his lap with a smile.

"Touch it, what is this." She smiled, but her tone was light.

Her hand didn't move when she let go, only when she heard her words did she tremble slightly, and her fingertips moved slightly.

She sat with her knees bent, and his position was the white-feathered crane pendant hanging on her waist.

Wen Renjin touched the hard round jade pendant, and soon noticed something, his fingertips paused slightly, and said in a low voice: "This is..."

A Luo said slowly: "It's always here, never taken off." After a pause, she said, "You touch the underside of the jade pendant again."

Under the jade pendant? Isn't it her dress?

Wen Renjin didn't react for a while, but he still did as he was told. He could feel the slight bulge on his fingertips, as well as the delicate coolness of the silk long skirt. He often reads books, and his fingers are sensitive to the touch. After feeling it, he realizes that something is wrong.

Those bumps are the embroidered patterns on the dress, the shape of the patterns... they are large swathes of blooming phoenix flowers.

The white fingertips suddenly froze there and didn't move.

"The phoenix flower you gave me, I embroidered it for a month, wore it on my body, and returned it to you along with this wedding dress."

The girl's soft voice echoed in her ears, her tone was flat, but a huge turbulence surged in Wen Renjin's heart. In the boundless darkness, a large swath of flaming phoenix flowers appeared in a trance, and a rain of red flowers fell, burying Wen Renjin, who was standing alone in this lonely world.

The other hand on his side curled up uncontrollably in his sleeve, clenched into a fist, the gentle-eyed son was silent, and asked politely, a little embarrassed, "Madam, can I... take a look at you again. ?"

Arlo raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I'm sorry, husband, how about taking off the crown and the golden hairpin for me first?"

"it is good."

Wen Renjin groped to remove those heavy hairpins for her. He moved slowly and gently, removing all the jewelry in a short time. The girl's soft hair trickled down like a waterfall and shuttled between the man's fingertips.

When he took off the butterfly hairpin, he paused for a moment, but said nothing.

The room was quiet and peaceful, except for the occasional red candle "beep" sound, there was no other sound. Outside the house, there was a vague noise of the wedding banquet, and the noise of people persuading people to drink.

After the headgear was removed, A Luo raised his face to Wen Renjin, "Husband, in your whole life, after seeing me, you can't look at others anymore."

Wen Renjin didn't say a word, only caressed the girl's face carefully, just like when she touched him, feeling her picturesque eyebrows, her thick long eyelashes, her soft and warm lips thinly, inch by inch.

"Ma'am." He whispered to her.

"Ok?"

"Can I..." He seemed unable to say those words, he just pressed his thumb on the girl's petal-like lips, and with some force, rubbed his fingertips thinly and slowly, hinting silently.

Is this man so restrained? Even ask this? She is so obvious, just go straight on!

Worrying that he would come to ask her if she could go in later, Arlo simply gave a broad answer, "As long as you want, you can do anything."

Hearing this, Wen Renjin lowered his brows and smiled, and replied with a warm voice: "So, Jin will...but it's disrespectful."