Be Good Chapter 1875: The hands and feet are cold but warm

Xie Ci has already held her wrist.

The beautiful brows were frowning, seemingly dissatisfied.

Yuan Changhuan asked, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Xie Ci met her clear eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, paused, and then replied, "My husband is dissatisfied with my wife's thinness, and I want to raise more for her so that she can regain her flesh." Come."

"Last night with my wife, all I touched was bones, and the feeling was not as comfortable as before."

Thank you and want to continue.

Yuan Changhuan finally had color in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand angrily to cover Xie Ci's gibberish mouth, "Stop talking nonsense, Xie Ci, you are really getting better and better!"

Dirty!

Looking innocently at his wife, Xie Ci's phoenix eyes are as deep and doting as ever, "You can do whatever you want, but you can't be in a bad mood and go on a hunger strike to protest."

"I'm not on a hunger strike, I just have a bad appetite."

Yuan Changhuan pursed his red lips, and Bei Chi wanted to bite his lips subconsciously.

But Xie Ci quickly pinched his chin, "Don't bite."

The tone...is exactly the same as before.

Yuan Changhuan pouted, but he really stopped biting, "Stop biting, isn't this a subconscious action, why are you angry."

"I'm not angry for my husband..." Xie Ci replied helplessly.

"Then your voice is so loud." Yuan Changhuan said, "You have such a loud voice, and you still don't admit that you are angry."

Xie Ci was speechless by his wife, but seeing that she really stopped biting her lower lip, she loosened the grip on her chin and rubbed her hair instead, "Miss, be good. "

With warm palms covering the top of his head, no matter how much doubt Yuan Changhuan had in his heart, it dissipated with the wind.

She couldn't doubt Xie Ci in the first place.

There was a little water mist in the peach blossom eyes, Xie Ci paused, "What's wrong?"

With the palm down, the thumb gently stroked the end of her eyes, which were originally pink, but after being brushed by Xie Ci, they were stained a little scarlet.

But there are no tears.

Yuan Changhuan shook his head, "It's okay, I'm hungry."

Let's talk later after we have had breakfast.

She had to ask Xie Ci if his father's death was related to him.

If Xie Ci said firmly that it had nothing to do with it, then Yuan Changhuan would believe him. Unless someone presented clear evidence, she would never believe it.

She doesn't believe anyone who says it.

I no longer doubt thank you.

No matter how well Xie Ci predicted things, he did not expect what his wife was thinking at this time, but he just stroked the corners of her eyes, as if to lighten the scarlet color.

Xie Ci pressed Yuan Changhuan's eyes.

The next moment, he raised his hand to pinch Xie Ci's wrist. Unlike her slender wrist, Xie Ci's wrist was well-articulated and very strong, and its lines were too graceful.

Following down, those slender fingers are even more like works of art.

Xie Ci's whole body is not a gift from heaven.

Hey, why did such a perfect man fall into her hands? Yuan Changhuan didn't hold Xie Ci's wrist to let him go, but held his wrist and buried his face in it.

The cold little face gradually warmed up after Xie Ci's warm palm.

Xie Ci lowered his eyes to look at his wife, warmed her face as if nothing had happened, and stuffed her cold hands into his neck, whispering, "Hands are also cold, but also warm."

The originally cold fingers were suddenly stuffed into his warm neck by Xie Ci. This is the most sensitive position and also the position where people are most likely to guard against.