Be Good Chapter 405: I want to make a robe for my husband

If you don't strangle him to death, you will be convicted of murdering your husband.

Hold back, Yuan Changhuan, you must hold back.

A thank you is to provoke you to lose your temper.

If you really lose your temper, you lose!

Take a deep breath.

Yuan Chang smiled happily and took the teacup, "My husband is afraid of the cold, so this concubine pours a cup of hot tea for my husband."

Looking at the back of her leaving lightly, Xie Ci was thoughtful.

Have a guilty conscience?

Otherwise, why is she so obedient and obedient, does she really want to find another man?

Thinking of this possibility, Xie Ci's originally soothing eyes were immediately stained with treachery.

His woman is his forever.

Yuan Changhuan returned with hot tea and offered it with both hands, "Husband, please drink hot tea."

Xie Ci closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

…

Yuan Changhuan sighed lightly, biting each word clearly, "Husband, please drink tea!"

Hold the teacup to Xie Ci's face.

Swirl the tea.

A drop splashed out and splashed onto Xie Ci's open chest.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

"Drink tea, my husband!"

Yuan Changhuan saw him open his eyes, hold the teacup to the tip of his nose, and repeat the same sentence tepidly.

The tone of Xie Ci is lazy and quiet, "My husband suddenly doesn't want to drink tea and wants to go to bed."

Speaking, regardless of Yuan Changhuan's reaction, he just lay down and covered himself with a brocade quilt.

Really ready to fall asleep.

Yuan Changhuan shook his hands, resisting the urge to splash this bowl of boiling hot tea on his face.

Pips her red lips, turns her head and walks out.

Feeling aggrieved and unable to get angry, she decided to do something else to divert her attention so as not to really murder her husband.

From the corner of the eye, Yuan Changhuan had an idea when he glanced at Qingwan's needlework and cloth placed on the small table outside.

I'm about to walk over.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ci's faint voice came from inside the tent, "Miss, don't come in to warm the bed yet."

"I don't want to sleep yet."

Yuan Changhuan refused without hesitation.

The voice of Xie Ci was tinged with haze and haze, "If I want my husband to carry you here in person, or come here by yourself."

"..." Yuan Changhuan gritted his teeth at his back, cursing inwardly, lost his needle and thread and walked inside.

Lie down on the bed again.

The not so strong wooden bed creaked.

Xie Ci frowned.

But I didn't say much.

Because...

Through the thin light of the oil lamp, he saw Yuanyuan's eyes, which were very unfriendly.

This is the prelude to blowing hair.

Well, this is the temper she should have.

Thank you for tossing and tossing for half the night, finally satisfied, and gave her half of the quilt, "Next time let me see you flirting with other men, I will..."

"My concubine is not flirting with other men." Yuan Changhuan replied bluntly, pulling off half of the quilt.

Hearing Xie Ci's tone eased, Yuan Changhuan was relieved.

The tone of voice is no longer as flattering as before.

It's her who turns her face, and it's her who pleases her. This woman is really fickle.

Xie Ci's back felt cold, and he leaned in, tucking his whole body into the quilt, not planning to worry about the day's affairs, "What were you rustling outside just now?"

Yuan Changhuan rolled his eyes, "Make a robe for my husband."

When her embroiderer sounded, Xie Ci subconsciously wanted to refuse.

It seems that she glanced at her bright and expectant eyes from the corner of the eye, but she agreed by mistake.

"Okay."

"Did the husband wear it out?"

Knowing her bad intentions, Xie Ci bent his lips and smiled, "Of course."

My first smiling face of the night.

Looking at his smiling face, Yuan Changhuan was completely relieved.