So, I don't know how to face it for a while.
He stood quietly for a while.
It is necessary to take the initiative to approach the wife-lord.
Although she didn't care about her previous indifference, Nan Huai knew that these things couldn't just be said to be the past.
What she said today, even if she said it to Prime Minister Mo on purpose, made Prime Minister Mo think that the provocation was successful.
But when he thinks about it now, he still feels at a loss and panic, and the dull pain in his heart reminds him that - if the wife doesn't care about it, based on what he did before, the reconciliation is not too much.
What should we do if we really reconcile
He absolutely can't do one thing and two things.
Therefore, you must treat your wife well.
The young man clenched his snow-white sleeves, pursed his lips, and stepped out of the screen.
Yun Xia was about to pour herself another glass of water.
Hearing the other person's footsteps, she looked up.
The slender and beautiful beauty stepped forward. Because his hair was wet, he untied his crown, and his long hair was like ink, which made his cheeks extremely fair and beautiful.
In the room at this time, his clothes were a little loose, not as tightly covered as before, but a bit of fair complexion was revealed.
The beauty is really like a fairy in the picture.
Seeing that she was about to pour water, the little prince blinked, and said in a cold voice, "I will pour water for my wife."
He came over, lowered his thick eyelashes, took the cup from the girl's hand with his slender fingers, and poured a cup of tea quietly and obediently.
Yun Xia was sitting, looking up at the beauty in front of her. Those light-colored eyes were like the light of a lake and moonlight, beautiful and utterly detached.
However, when the other party raised his eyes to look at her, this kind of indifferent eyes turned into soft, sparkling starlight.
His Highness bent her thin lips and said obediently: "My wife, drink tea."
Yun Xia looked at the tea she held in front of her, and then blinked at the little prince.
Suddenly being served by him so considerately, she still felt a little unaccustomed, so she said oh, took the teacup and took a sip, her round eyes still staring at him.
When they took the teacup, their fingertips touched.
The girl didn't respond, but Nan Huai pursed her thin lips tightly, and the tips of her ears turned red instantly, so she had to lower her head, like a cat trying to bury herself.
He also felt hopeless.
But these days, every time he can only look at the wife-lord from a distance, she doesn't allow him to step into the front yard, nor let him go to her on his own initiative.
Today, I almost thought we were going to make up.
So now when you touch a little bit, your heartbeat seems to speed up.
On the one hand, I feel that this emotion is really torture.
On the other hand...
His Highness looked up at his wife silently.
... and strangely want to touch more.
The boy's long ink-like hair was a little wet, against the moon-white snow clothes, his temperament was elegant.
Yun Xia glanced at him, put down the teacup and said, "Go to bed, I'll wipe your hair."
Boys are inherently squeamish, and this world is a world of women, isn't the little pitiful even more squeamish.
She got up to get a towel.
Nan Huai was stunned when he heard that.
He remained silent, his beautiful eyes followed the girl's figure, and his snow-white fingertips tickled his hair.
No wife in this world would care so much and personally brush her husband's hair. She was nice to him when they didn't meet, and no matter how indifferent he was later, she still treated him like that.
The boy obediently went to the bed and sat down, his eyes softly asked: "Then wife master, can I go to the front yard to find you in the future?"
The other party came over with a towel, heard this and didn't even think about it, calmly said, "No."
"..."
(end of this chapter)