Chapter 67

In a daze, Xia Wanzhu felt a paw resting on her buttocks.

This is quite a place to pick!
Too lazy to open her eyes, Xia Wanzhu threw that hand down.

Before she turned over, that paw came up again without a word.

I throw!Take it again!
I'll throw it again!Take it again!

Yo, it's exciting, isn't it!

She has such a bad temper!

Xia Wanzhu opened her eyes, and saw the enlarged version of the handsome face in front of her. The three thousand inks were scattered by the pillow, entangled with her long hair, the slender eyelashes drooped down, and the suet-white jade-like face was full of ease. , a little cinnabar between the eyebrows is particularly eye-catching.

Xia Wanzhu was a little dazed, and suddenly found that the sky outside had already dawned.

Xia Wanzhu has always had the habit of staying in bed, and now she doesn't want to get up even more. Looking at the face in front of her that makes women jealous, Xia Wanzhu's mischievous heart that has been hidden in her heart for a long time is ready to move. Looking at her "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" ".

As a result, Xia Houci's face deformed in Xia Wanzhu's hands.

"Come, come, come, I will give you a 72 change."

"Hahaha... pig nose..."

"Cat ears..."

"I'll give you another braid."

Thinking of this, Xia Wanzhu ran out of bed to get the comb.

As soon as she walked to the dressing table, she was hugged in her arms.

She turned her head to look, it was Xia Houci.

He is awake!Wouldn't her braid plan come to naught!

Xia Wanzhu's little face collapsed.

Xia Houci showed her a pure and harmless smile, "Lady, Liang, shoes."

Xia Wanzhu glanced at her bare feet and understood what Xia Houci meant.

I didn't expect this silly boy to know how to love his wife.

Xia Wanzhu patted his face with a smile, "Hey, put me on the bed."

After being put back on the bed by Xia Houci, she put on her shoes and socks, then took out a light purple dress from the closet and put it on.

Seeing that Xia Houci was still wearing obscene clothes, Xia Wanzhu took out a white robe from the closet and handed it to him.

Xia Houci stood where he was and didn't answer.

dislike?Xia Wanzhu frowned, then took another black robe and handed it to him.

Xia Wanzhu still didn't answer.

Pretty picky!
Xia Wanzhu saw that he had been staring at her, a golden light flashed in his mind, and then he rummaged through the closet for a long time before taking out a purple dress and handing it to him.

Xia Houci took it as expected.

If you want to wear a couple outfit with her, tell me sooner~~~
When Xia Wanzhu was sitting in front of the bronze mirror thrushing her eyebrows, Xia Houci came over and took the eyebrows from her hand.

Xia Wanzhu looked at him suspiciously.

Xia Houci's face was slightly red, and he seemed a little embarrassed, "Lady, father, queen, draw."

Uncle Fang once told her that Xia Houci's mother, Concubine Zhen, had a very good relationship with the Emperor when she was still alive, and the makeup that the Emperor put on Concubine Zhen by himself was even more famous for a while.It's just that the good times didn't last long. Concubine Zhen passed away when Xia Houci was seven years old, and Xia Houci became what he is today because of the death of his mother and concubine that year.

Xia Wanzhu smiled gently at Xia Houci, and acquiesced.

Xia Houchi's hand holding the eyebrow trembled slightly, but he placed every stroke very carefully. His moving eyes were somewhat obscured by the fallen eyelashes, but he could not conceal the concentration and seriousness in his eyes.

For some reason, Xia Wanzhu felt that Xia Houchi was different at this time. Even she couldn't explain exactly what was different. She just felt that the way he was so involved and the simple action of raising his hand... Very charming...

(End of this chapter)

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