"Since it's not, then forget him, just look at me and just look at me alone." Chu Yunxi hugged An Xiaoqing strongly, hugged her head in his arms, and kowtowed her chin to her head, and said quietly:

"I am twenty years old this year, and a man of the same age has long had children... I have been waiting for a woman who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me. You are the only partner I want to get married. An Xiaoqing, you can let time check to see if I can become a husband you can rely on."

His arms were warm and generous. When he spoke, his chest was gently shaking, which made her face slightly numb. The scar in her heart seemed to be anesthetized. If a moment could last a lifetime, An Xiaoqing would like to be like this in Chu Yunxi's arms, thinking nothing, not caring about anything, and getting older slowly.

Before he knew it, his hand wrapped around his waist, his face, buried in his chest, and the tip of his nose was the faint fragrance of grass on his body, his ears, and he heard his strong and powerful heartbeat. Once, twice, his heart also calmed down, shrinking his nose, and she learned from his buzzing sound and said:

"Chu Yunxi, that person is gone. I want to forget him. Can you help me forget him?"

Chu Yunxi's body stiffened, and he nodded faintly between his nose, as if it was a response.

But the hair fell on An Xiaoqing's hair and shook it gently, knocking off her hairpin. Her black hair poured down like a waterfall, as smooth and beautiful as silk.

An Xiaoqing came out of his arms dissatisfiedly and saw his panic on his face and the joy that could not be concealed in his eyes.

"Can I help you comb it?" He turned his face away, and used his five fingers to help her clean her hair, but there was no knot in the hair that blew through the wind. Before he could even get smooth, An Xiaoqing frowned, and his face turned redder. When he was anxious, his hands were tucked into her hair. Now he became more and more anxious and became more and more messy. He pulled An Xiaoqing several times.

An Xiaoqing smiled and watched him keep his hands busy along her hair. As long as she moved her head slightly, he would be stunned and stared at her blankly, like a child who had made a mistake. After seeing An Xiaoqing not making any noise, she clumsily tied her long hair. She tried to insert the hairpin into her hair several times, but she still failed.

An Xiaoqing let him do it quietly. She knew that he wanted to do things for her and wanted to prove in front of her that even if he was blind, he could still love her like a normal person. He also wanted to do something interesting only between a couple in the boudoir, but how could a young master of the royal family who had been serving since childhood and had eye diseases?

Seeing the big beads of sweat dripping from his soft and handsome side face, An Xiaoqing endured the burning pain of her scalp and stood quietly, trying to keep herself motionless. Finally, he finally put on an inappropriate hairstyle for her and asked nervously: "Does it look good?"

An Xiaoqing suddenly felt sore. He couldn't see it by himself. Whether it was her beauty or her sorrow, he could only feel it with his heart.

"It looks good, of course it looks good, I like it very much." An Xiaoqing tried her best to resist the urge to cry and said with tears in her eyes.

Chu Yunxi indeed curled his thin lips and smiled like a primary school student who was honestly praised.
Chapter completed!