Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 404 Persecution
"why are you laughing?"

She changed the subject, "Your hair is rare."

French men are romantic and affectionate. I've seen some with blond hair or beards, but they don't have Ou Yanzhe's demeanor, nor his good looks.

Ou Yanzhe heard her reply again, "Are you keeping it as a poet? That's not your name."

He smiled, "Then what do you think I should be like?"

She bent her lips: "A deceitful politician, but also a great businessman." In the balance between politics and business, his elegant leather face must have deceived many people.

"I'll take this sentence as your compliment." He didn't worry about it, he looked cultivated and thoughtful.Lan Qingchuan saw him tugging at the ribbon that bound his hair, and his half-length blond hair scattered with the wind.He opened the collar of his shirt, which was a little more unrestrained than his usual solemnity, as if he had struggled to break free.

"This hair is for my grandmother. She has admired a historical hero since she was young, and she still remembers it when she is old. She especially loves his half-length blond hair. It's just that she is getting old and her hair is gray. Find fun with me again."

"Is there nothing you can do?"

"Yes, I've always had nothing to do with her." He took a deep look at her.

Naturally, Lan Qingchuan knew his grandmother, the eminent princess who made great achievements half a century ago, now lives in the golden hall of Lamper Palace in Lot Province, she has always been a serious old lady in her impression, she definitely does not have the arrogance Ou Yanzhe said. Delicate habits and slightly weird hobbies.

Lan Qingchuan stared at him, and said indifferently, "I can't help." Then he glanced at his dazzling blond hair.

Ou Yanzhe suddenly took a step towards her, the distance between them got closer, she stepped back alertly, and looked up at the smile in his eyes.

"You are gloating, Cherry." He affirmed, paused, and handed her the ribbon in his hand, "But I am happy to share my past with you, so you can learn more about me, of course, I am also very happy I would love to hear your story."

Lan Qingchuan held the ribbon, and when he received the signal from his eyes, she frowned, "I'm not going to be an example."

The ribbon was dark blue, the same color as his eyes, which looked nice with his blond hair.She looked up at him, and patted his clothes with a ribbon-wrapped hand, "Lower down a bit."

Ou Yanzhe lowered his head as he said, and even bent slightly.If it was before, he would never make such an action, because in his education, it meant failure and inferiority, and with his self-esteem, he would never and would not allow it.

But with Lan Qingchuan, he was always very patient, and even made an exception to her several times.

But this little girl has never heard of her, her attitude is cold, and she can't keep warm, even if she is close at hand.

Lan Qingchuan combed the ends of his hair roughly with her fingers, she didn't know how to tie such delicate and complicated knots, she just roughly tied it into his original appearance.She took a rough look, then let go, and withdrew from his encirclement, that section of blond hair hung loosely over his left shoulder, still neatly arranged.

Ou Yanzhe didn't look at it, but he smiled to express his satisfaction.Judging from their backs, it looks like they are hugging each other.

Lan Qingchuan felt that such a distance was a bit dangerous.Sure enough, he lowered his head again and placed a kiss on her lips: "Thank you."

She took a few steps back in shock, her pale eyes widened slightly, "I don't think we've reached the point where we can make such an intimate gesture."

(End of this chapter)