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Han Yichu wants to see what huangqingwu is thinking, but Huang Qingwu's eyes seem to be separated by a layer of cloud, and the expression on her face is also light. Han Yichu can't see her mind at all.

Huangqing dance nodded, Han Yichu was kind to her, her heart is actually warm and moved.

But Huangqing dance did not intend to forgive Han Yichu for a meal.

She needs to adjust her mood slowly.

Han Yichu really regarded Huangqing dance as a fragile doll and opened the stool for her to sit down.

"Qingwu, what do you want to eat first? There are two dishes in the kitchen."

Huang Qingwu looks at Han Yichu to be busy and grabs his sleeve gently.

It's almost a reflexive action of Huangqing dance.

Han Yichu felt that his sleeve had been caught and looked back at the emperor's dance. The faint and bright light in his eyes suddenly lit up, so bright and bright.

Huang Qingwu felt stabbed by such bright eyes.

She came back to her mind and quickly wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was firmly held by Han Yichu.

Han Yichu's voice is a little unstable, "Qingwu, you What are you going to tell me? "

Han Yichu grabs the hand of Huangqing dance very hard.

At this time, Han Yichu's burning eyes looked at the Huangqing dance, and his face felt a little hot.

She turned her head away a little and did not dare to look at Han Yichu. She was afraid that she would reveal her inner feelings and emotions.

"I mean, there's a lot of food. I really can't eat it. Don't cook it."

"Qing dance, I want you to eat more."

"You'll eat bad stomachs, and you'll have pain if you eat bad stomachs."

The emperor sat down to wash his hands with him.

During the meal time, both of them were quite silent. Most of the time, Han Yichu gave Huang Qingwu cloth to eat.

Han Yichu's action is gentle and meticulous, I wish I could not feed the food directly to the mouth of Huangqing dance.

Huangqing dance after a full meal, said: "I'm full, first go back to the room to rest."

During the whole day, except for dinner time, Han Yichu hardly saw Huangqing dance.

So during dinner, Han Yichu almost greedily watched the Huangqing dance.

This is the woman he loves. He can't help but want to hold her and get close to her.

After dinner, Huang Qing dance went back to the bedroom as usual.

Han Yichu was busy in his study, but he couldn't read the documents.

In his mind, the dance of "Xiaohuang" is in the past.

It was not until midnight that Han returned to his bedroom.

After he took a bath and went to bed, he couldn't help but hold the Huangqing dance in his arms.

Holding the person you love and smelling her breath, Han Yichu's heart is perfect.

But he overestimated his self-control, holding the emperor's tilt dance, had a love, always can't help but think of those beautiful scenes in his mind.

Han Yichu's arm can not help tightening, he bowed his head and gently kisses the lips of Huangqing dance.

But a kiss is not enough. Han Yichu wants a lot.

But he has to bear it. He is afraid to stimulate the Huangqing dance and wake her up.

So one night, Han Yichu really took a few cold baths.

But after washing, he is still reluctant to leave the Huangqing dance, one night, is still holding her.

In fact, Huangqing dance is also shallow sleep, but she is the daughter of the black dragon party, so pretend to sleep, others can not see.

She also knows all the movements of Han Yichu overnight.

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