Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 252: : The way to get along with husband and wife (1)

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Chu Yi glanced at him, as if he hadn't seen the complaint in his eyes at all, and took a pen from the pen stand again, and filled the ink in the ring with the pen, and continued to lift the pen.

He Saburo grabbed her wrist directly this time.

Chu Yi finally removed the recipe in his hand, turned slightly, raised his head and frowned, looking at him, "What?"

He Sanlang Junyi's face was stiff and his lips were tight. He just stared down and looked at her deeply, seemingly hoping that Chu could see what was in his eyes.

Chu Xi ’s eyes are clear and his eyes are clear. His surging emotions and annoyance with a touch of grievance in her eyes, in fact, she understands, but nothing can be conveyed to others through one eye, even if it is intimate No one will ever read you.

Chu Yi set aside her eyes, and her tone of voice cooled down, "He Changyu, talk about things when you have something, go out if you don't have anything, don't bother me."

He Changxu's darkened eyes and pupils shrank, apparently did not expect Chu Xi to say such a word, he couldn't help but hold Chu Chu's big palm with some effort.

Chu Yi's wrist was sore for a while, and she struggled to withdraw it.

"He Saburo, you hurt me!"

He Changxi saw that her little face was wrinkled, and she let go of her palm, and Chu Xi's white wrists were drawn back, with a red mark on it.

He Sanlang stared at the circle of red seals and stopped talking, but watched Chu Xi turned angrily and turned his back to him, rubbing his wrists, and the anger that had just been squeezed up again.

The little couple stood in the small study room, one sitting with their backs facing each other. The atmosphere in the small room was suffocating for a while.

Time seems to stop, every second is quite difficult.

He Sanlang's deep-eyed Fengmu has never left Chu Kun, he stood stiffly at the desk, his hands behind his back clenched tightly, and his thin lips were almost in a straight line. He was waiting for Chu to speak first.

After returning from the Wei Dynasty, Chu Yan was angry with He Changzheng's attitude. Although the two co-starred in a drama, he also bought jewellery to please her, but from the beginning to the end, he never confessed. He never confessed his attitude to her face to face.

Couples cannot get along like this. Although they are attracted to each other and like each other, they still lack communication and trust.

Get along with this time, let Chu Yu know that He Changyu is not a person who likes to talk to others.

The husband and wife can't live in anger, they must really solve the problem.

Otherwise, if the two get along so confusedly, the hidden dangers will grow bigger and bigger.

Chu Xi was determined to pay attention to the hidden dangers this time, so she remained silent forever, waiting for He Changji to speak first.

In the end, He Sanlang took a deep breath and opened his mouth, "Hey, you accidentally encountered Xiao Bojian that day, and then King Wei asked us to go to the palace together."

Chu Xi secretly relieved with his back to He Changyu. She was really afraid of He Changyu's arrogant temper and would not say a word.

Although what he said is still escaping, it is good to be able to speak, at least it shows that already realized that it was his own problem.

Chu Xi is actually gambling. He gambles Chang Chang's affection for her. If he truly loves and cares for her and treats her as his wife, he will certainly speak. Once he leaves, his marital fate will come. So far.

It seems that He Changzheng can't wait any longer. After waiting for Chu Yi to answer, he takes a step forward and directly picks up the villain sitting behind the desk. He walks to the next couch in three or two steps to lift Chu Yi Placed on the side of the long couch.

The long couch is not wide. He Sanlang sat down next to him. Chu Yu was squeezed against the wall, which made He Changyu's strong chest tightly against her. The two eyes looked at each other and their bodies. Closely fit.

Chu Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly. She didn't like the restrained and seemingly inquisitive state. She stretched out her hand to climb to the other side of the couch and escaped from He Changyu's control.

He Saburo seems to see the intent of this little woman who is about to run away. She originally mentioned the long legs on the side of the long couch and turned into a cross-legged sitting position. The way Chu Chu escapes.

"That's it, let's make it clear today." He Changzheng locked her eyes tightly to prevent her from having any chance to escape.

The back is the wall, and the front is He Changyu's hard chest. She is surrounded in his realm, like a rabbit that has fallen into a trap. She can't escape how to struggle.

He Changyi wrapped her arms around her and took her to her side, so that she could not lean against the cold wall, and the other arm supported the wall on the side of her face, so that the alcove was almost admiring Chu琏 Nervous heart beat out.

He Sanlang is so oppressive. Chu Yan feels impulsive, lowers his head, and is unwilling to look into He Changyu's deep eyes.

As soon as she lowered her head, He Sanlang's eyes fell directly on her dark hair buns, satin-like black hair, and the two golden butterflies inlaid with rubies trembled and looked awkward.

His heart tightened, and he could not help but retreat.

He remembers very clearly that these two Kingdee puppets were selected by him personally. When he picked them, he thought that these two Kingdee must be the best match for her. Now they are worn on her head, as he thought.

He Changyan's eyes slowly softened. He reached out and stroked Chu Chuyun's hair, and touched them on the two golden butterfly cymbals. The low magnetic voice was soft like water, "It ’s beautiful, Works for you. "

Chu Zhengzheng was thinking about how to show off with him. Leng Buding heard such a confession and raised his head blankly. Then he looked at the gentle eyes of Shangga Sanlang before he could take it back, and saw that he hurriedly put his hand down. Suddenly, she realized that what he had just said was the jewelry on her head.

Although there is some sweetness in my heart, who doesn't like to be praised by his lover.

But Chu Yan's mind is still sober, so he won't be drunk by He Changzheng's ecstasy soup.

She twisted her eyebrows, "He Saburo, since you have to talk well, don't break the topic."

He Chang's face is as stiff and cold as in front of others, but the emotion already in his deep eyes changes completely.

Chu Xi today wore a turquoise blue embroidered home-made Confucian skirt with a light and elegant color. Because the wall of fire was burned in the small study, Chu Qian did not add a large cricket or armor.

Although the skirt is a winter skirt and thick cloth, it is also a single layer. The Confucian skirt is a tube top style. The cluster of pale yellow roses is embroidered on the chest. It is people who are unwilling to look away.

He Changyan felt his throat dry immediately. He moved his throat and looked away hard before he spoke.