Be Good Chapter 154: Rough embroidery for the future lady

Is she going to die in the hands of a bird!

Yuan Changhuan thought that at least he would lose an arm and a leg, but he didn't expect...

With a light waist, the feet landed first.

Because of the impact of the landing, before she could react, her legs softened and hugged the 'pillar' in front of her.

The man Qingquan Langyue's smile came from next to his ear, "I always throw myself into my arms so enthusiastically, it really makes this son overwhelmed."

He said that he couldn't bear it, but this dishonest big hand calmly wrapped around Yuan Changhuan's slender waist.

For some reason, when he heard the voice of thanking him this time, Yuan Changhuan was not as defensive as before, but heaved a sigh of relief, "It's good that you are here, fortunately you are here."

Opened wet peach eyes, "The emperor wants to exile my brother, will you save him?"

"This is for you, I am sincere to coax you."

Yuan Changhuan's eyes were red, tears filled his eyes, and his long eyelashes were wet.

Either because of Yuan Changhuan, or because of just being surprised.

The words of thanks came into view, but fell on her broken palm.

Taking away the sachet sticking to her palm, Qing Juan frowned, "Climbing the wall?"

The originally clean and dusty voice immediately seemed to be tainted with ghosts and prey.

Yuan Changhuan was held by his big cold hand, his eyes touched his dark eyes, and tears that seemed to be falling from the corners of his eyes suddenly hit Xie Ci's tiger's mouth.

Slightly hot.

"What are you crying for? You're ashamed to cry when you hurt your hand." Xie Ci was afraid that he would hurt her wound, so he pinched her wrist instead, and pulled her into the room, commanding in a cold voice, "Listen to Zhuo, Get the medicine box!"

"Yes."

Looking at the sachet that Xie Ci casually put on the bed, Yuan Changhuan said aggrievedly, "If you don't like it, return it to me!"

All ten of her fingers were pierced before she embroidered it. This man doesn't take it seriously!

Xie Ci looked at her full of grievances, and pursed her thin lips slightly, "Who said I don't like it? Besides, do you care so much about whether I like it or not?"

Being disturbed by Xie Ci's sudden words.

After a long silence, Yuan Changhuan replied, "Of course I care. If you don't like it, doesn't it mean that I didn't coax you well, so what should I do if I don't save my brother?"

Yes, it must be so.

She cared only because she was afraid that thanking him would not save her brother.

Yuan Changhuan's long eyelashes drooped, with crystal teardrops still hanging on them.

Xie Ci raised his hand, wanting to brush it off for her, but Yuan Changhuan realized the intimacy between them and hid back.

Long eyelashes raised slightly, peach blossom eyes looked at him expectantly, "Thank you, if you like it, did you agree to save my brother?"

Letting her avoid her touch, Xie Ci spoke slowly, "Let me think about it."

Yuan Chang was eager to hit someone.

Xie Ci was calm and calm, and personally cleaned Yuan Changhuan's hands with gentle movements.

Look at the intertwined fingers in the basin of water.

One is slender and tender, with shaved fingers like green onions, and the other is slender and powerful, with well-defined joints.

It fit perfectly.

Yuan Changhuan lowered his eyes, his eyes flickered uneasy, as if something was about to get out of control.

But after Xie Ci washed her jade hands, he found the tiny pinholes on her fingertips.

The face that was tense while touching her fingers suddenly turned cold.

"If you can't embroider, why make a sachet?"

"You dislike me!" Yuan Changhuan's first reaction was to thank the embroidery worker who disliked her, "Since you dislike me, give it back to me."

Xie Ci applied the precious ointment on her, and replied lightly, "I hate it, but it's also a gift from the future lady, so let's wear it casually for now."

"I did too rough, I really wronged you."

After applying the medicine, thank you and clean your hands in a calm and unhurried manner, then picked up the sachet on the couch and looked at it, "It's really rough, don't do it in the future, lest I take it out and make my colleagues laugh." /