Young Couple｜Don't ask whose wife is whose?
A sweet girl with a strong sense of compatibility x a cool guy with a stinky face
Chaotic good vs chaotic evil
Double vest｜Female chasing man｜Wei Wei Wei Wei takes by force
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You Yao was dumbfounded as soon as he got off the sedan chair.
The huge Ding'an Prince's Palace was empty, and there was no sign of joy at all.
She lifted her hijab and looked left and right, and caught a glimpse of a young man holding a sword in the corridor.
You Yao's eyebrows and eyes are crookedly looking at the relationship,
"Husband."
The young man glanced at her coldly and said nothing.
You Yao thought, his eyelashes are really long.
His nose is really straight.
His face is so handsome.
With the two of them meeting like this, she got a big deal!
She took his arm and asked him to take her for a walk.
The young man said, "You admit your mistake" and left.
Recalling You Fu's teachings, You Yao forced herself to pretend to be pampering the young lady.
"You are a guard, right?" She pointed to his sword, "Take me around the palace."
The young man responded with a half-smile,
This trip lasted for more than a few months.
You Yao thought she would be a pretty widow for the rest of her life.
So she confessed her love to the boy.
Once is not enough, my face turns blue and white
Two times is not enough, and my face looks a little pale
When You Yao was gearing up to confess her love for the third time, her nominal husband came home late at night.
She hid in the garden and trembled, fearing that she would be called to make up for the bridal chamber, and the next moment she would be pushed against the rockery.
The cold breath enveloped her, and she was followed by delicate kisses and questioning:
"Me or him, who do you choose?"
[Male protagonist's perspective]
Qi Guan Falcon was just about to burn down the house.
The girl who had been knocking on the door for half a quarter of an hour slipped in like a loach and came close to him.
He narrowed his eyes to look at the torches on the ground, and quietly put his hands behind his back.
As the golden blade broke through the wind, the girl in front of him, Qing Lingling, called her husband.
He raised his eyelids, smiled playfully, and turned sideways to block the mess on the ground.
The girl in the wedding dress waved his forearm with a crooked look, asking him to accompany her without any embarrassment.
"Of course you can." Qiguan Falcon tilted his head to look at her eager back, and murmured in a low voice, "Sister-in-law."
He lit the fire and she wanted to eat peach cake.
He threw the torch, and she wanted to see the lanterns.
Qiguan Falcon was laughed at for the first time in his life.
It was also the first time in my life that I saw Lang Ruoxingzi's eyes.
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You Yao hasn't been able to sleep well lately.
She struggled to catch Qiguan Falcon, who had come to deliver the meal, and asked him to lock her in another place.
Qiguan Falcon frowned and asked why.
You Yao complained endlessly: There is a flute sound every night! ! It's so noisy! !
She was so sleepy that she naturally didn't see the complicated look that fell on her.
After a while, I heard a cold snort, and Qiguan Falcon's handsome face approached.
The cold touch covered my cheek, and it was gone at the first touch.
The initiator's earlobes turned red and he said viciously: "I will never listen to you again."
Intention: self-consistent
