Pull her to the mirror.
"Oh, look, my sister Yin is so cute."
"..."
Then Li Luo let go of her hand and ran to the other side to look.
She stood in front of the mirror and took off the hairpin.
Zhou Yu walked towards her.
Thoughts moved.
I don't know if he cares about not returning her just now, or wants to tease him.
She raised her hand and leaned on the back of his neck, causing him to bend slightly.
Clip the hairpin to his black hair.
Several guests passing by cast inquiring gazes at them.
A hairpin of such a young girl was wearing on his head, it was quite pleasing to the eye.
She suppressed a smile.
Zhou Yu looked at her and raised his hand to get the hairpin down.
"No picking is allowed."
He raised his eyebrows and put his hands down.
Then Yin Zhu turned around to leave, he took her hand.
Bring her closer to yourself by the way.
He stared at her with black eyes, his face as indifferently as before.
"Are you ready to dislike me."
She froze for a moment.
"No, I'm talking about you."
"Neither do I."
"Don't make this mental preparation."
She stared at him without speaking.
He looked at her clear eyes, and for a while, he continued:
"Be prepared to be my wife."
"That's it."
She looked at him without blinking, and pulled out of his hand.
After a while, she seemed to come back to her senses, and her words were a bit unsatisfactory.
"Hair, hairpin, you can take it off."
She walked to Li Luo's place, her eyes lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.
Li Luo was looking at things, seeing Yin Zhu coming over, turning his head, and seeing her momentarily, she was taken aback:
"Sister Yin, why are you blushing?"
"...Is there any."
"Yes, it's still pink and tender, I really want to pinch it."
"..."
Zhou Yu, who took off the hairpin, walked over, put the hairpin in his hand, and gave it to her.
Yin Zhu turned to take it, and put the hairpin back to its original position.
When walking out, Zhou Yu originally followed her, and then took a step forward to follow her.
She was a little awkward in her heart, and she moved a little away from him and walked aside.
He turned his head to look at her and said quietly:
"scared?"
"No."
"That's shy."
"..."
"The face is still red."
"..."
He touched her cheek with his finger.
At the moment she met, her eyelashes moved and her beautiful eyes looked at him.
"It's pretty hot."
…What is going on when she wants to hit someone now.
"Why don't you blush when you marry you? What is going on at the same table?"
She stopped, turned around, put her hand on his shoulder, grasped a corner, and pressed down.
Forced to bend over, an imbalance, and no place to support him, the hands would not consciously put her arms around her waist.
His touch came from her waist, her words stopped in her mouth, and she took a few steps back.
There was a ladder just behind, fearing that she would fall, the hand on her waist pulled her back with force.
"..."
The posture of the two is a bit wrong.
He almost picked her up.
The height difference is placed there, her hands are still on his shoulders, the sides are high and low, and the collar hangs down to one side, revealing one side of the collarbone and the thin black shoulder straps inside.
She didn't realize it.
"Look at it clearly, my face is not red."
"I'll hit you again."
Zhou Yu lowered his eyes, with a smile under his eyes.
Then he reached out and pulled her collar up.
"Hmm, don't talk about it."
When Gu Qililuo was walking in front and found something was wrong, he stopped and looked at them.
Yin Zhu put down the hand on his shoulder, but Zhou Yu's hand was still on her waist.
So Gu Qi Liluo only took a look, then quickly turned back.