I had a dream. In the dream, we were actually children, and you were still as cheerful as when we first met. There are no spring resentments in the palace for a long time, no intrigues, no proud showing off, and no jealousy.
But who am I jealous of? The woman picked up Luo Zidai and started to raise her eyebrows carefully. One stroke after another, the woman became more and more unsatisfactory. She frowned, suddenly flicked the pen, and said angrily: "It seems that this Dai Zhen from Persia is not as good as a burnt willow branch..."
Hearing the woman's movements, Liu Huanxi knew that he could not hide away, so he had to get up from the bed, came behind the woman, put his arms around her waist and said: Let me see what kind of old thing can upset our all-powerful Nie Qingqing.
Liu Huanxi deliberately let go of her hand around the beauty's slender waist, stepped forward and fiddled with the rouge and gouache on the dressing table, but refused to look at the beauty in the mirror.
Nie Qingqing looked at Liu Huanxi's behavior and knew that it was the spring resentment he just mentioned that made her unhappy...
Nie Qingqing was just thinking about giving up if things didn't work out, but when she thought about Liu Huanxi's previous behavior, she became angry!
So, I heard that the most beautiful woman in Yuan Qi felt even more sorry for herself, took a picture of herself in the mirror and said to herself:
The thin figure is self-pitying in the autumn water, you must pity me and I pity you.
Nie Qingqing, the arrogant little writer VS Liu Huanxi, the straight girl whose love is hard to express
The previous article's reminiscence is from Nie Qingqing's perspective.
The following article "The future is very sweet" is from the perspective of Liu Huanxi
Intention: Dear, if you can't be the tall pine on the top of the mountain, then try to be the best little tree in the valley!