Be Good Chapter 254: Nuanyu Wenxiang prefers

Yuan Changhuan looked at Xie Ci expectantly, "Is there anyone you like?"

Seeing Xie Ci frowned slightly, Yuan Changhuan took another box of newly bought lily incense, "What about this one?"

Finally, I ordered the vermilion spice box and said, "Except that this box is used by the lady, what is the difference between the other two boxes?"

Yuan Changhuan glanced at the crescent moon white box and the green box, the former was taken from Su Yimo, and the latter was ordinary lily incense.

Is there any difference between the two boxes?

The difference is big.

Suddenly remembering the fact that her brother used her lip balm as paint to paint, Yuan Changhuan understood it, and nodded slowly, "There is really no difference, they are all spices."

Xie Ci circled Yuan Changhuan's body, buried her cheek on her neck, and kissed her lightly, "My husband likes the fragrance of the lady's body now, so there is no need to change it."

"Well, since you don't like it, then throw it away." Yuan Changhuan lazily huddled in Xie Ci's arms, and casually threw the other two boxes aside.

Put the vermilion box into the dowry.

Xie Ci had a smile in his eyes, "I didn't expect my lady to care so much about your husband's preferences?"

"Who made you a husband." Yuan Changhuan smiled at Xie Ci.

The hand that was originally placed on her waist began to climb dishonestly, "If you really consider me a husband, why would you go to bed at night without giving me a quilt?"

"The concubine thought that the son of the world would like to go to bed without covering the quilt."

Yuan Changhuan caressed Xie Ci's exposed chest with his fingers, and his voice was mesmerizing.

"My husband prefers warm jade and warm fragrance."

Just as Xie Ci was about to hold her hand, Yuan Changhuan took the opportunity to stand up and pushed away his embrace. His peach blossom eyes were filled with mist, and with a blink of a light, they were bright and beautiful, "Master, go warm the bed first. I will go out for a while."

Tankou opened slightly, and continued in a leisurely manner: "When the son finishes warming the bed, he will be pregnant again with warm jade and fragrance."

Every word and deed is like the temptation of soul-stirring.

Holding Yuan Changhuan's wrist back, Xie Ci said in a gentle tone, "Is it reconciled now?"

"Your Majesty, you can do whatever you want." Yuan Changhuan pulled out his hand and went out with a smile on his face.

Of course he wants to reconcile.

The choice between falling asleep with your soft and soft body at night and suffering from the cold is the choice of the former.

As soon as Yuan Changhuan went out, the smile on her face remained undiminished. After confirming that Xie Ci could not distinguish the fragrance, what she wanted to confirm now was whether this box of spices was weird.

"Where is the laundry room?"

Hearing Shi Zifei's words, Qing Yan quickly led the way, "What is Shi Zifei going to do in the laundry room?"

"The concubine suddenly remembered that among the laundry that Nanny An took away yesterday, some important items were not taken out."

"Oh, Nanny An should be here at this time."

Soon, Yuan Changhuan met Mother An alone.

Nurse An didn't seem to expect that the concubine Shi Zi would come to find her in person, her face was neither humble nor overbearing, "I have seen the concubine Shi Zi."

Sitting lazily at the table, Yuan Changhuan looked around. Even though she was an old lady, she had to say that the living room of Aunt An was too simple.

Thank you, it doesn't look like you will treat the elderly around grandma badly, so the only possibility is that Nanny An took the initiative to go to the laundry room.

"Aunt An asked my concubine to look for that special spice before, and this is it, Madam An, try it."

Speaking, he pushed the crescent white box into the hands of Nanny An.

As soon as Nanny An received it, surprise flashed across her eyes, "This is it!"

The corners of Yuan Changhuan's lips twitched into a smile, and his fingers rested on the pitch-black table, making his hands white as jade, giving him an inexplicable and strange feeling of suffocation.