Soon, the servant took another set of clothes and went upstairs. This time Obsidian did not allow the servant to enter. He walked to the door and took the clothes from the servant's hands, and took them into the bedroom.

Long Xue changed her clothes by herself.

Long Xue looks beautiful in a skirt, exuding freshness and charm. Her cold temperament is also lightly noble. If she is asked to walk out of the room in a skirt, the men outside will be astonished.

Her beauty, Obsidian thought overbearingly, and could only show it to him!

After changing out the skirt, Long Xue walked out and looked at the skirt repeatedly, thinking that the style of the skirt was very good and the fabric was also very good. Logically speaking, people who wear this skirt should look very good. People rely on clothes,

With such good clothes, how could a person be bad? But Obsidian's reaction just now was so obvious. Maybe she looks really ugly in her skirt.

Forget it, she hasn't worn a skirt for more than ten years, and she doesn't like to wear a skirt either.

When Obsidian saw her actions, his eyes flashed like streams of light, and a faint tenderness flashed with his eyes. When he got her mature, he could allow her to wear a skirt in the room, only for him.

look.

When Long Xue saw that Hei Oshi was still in the bedroom, she stopped and looked at Hei Oshi lightly without saying a word.

Obsidian walked towards her.

"Gulu-Gul--"

Long Xue's stomach suddenly started to scream. She didn't take the bowl of white porridge, she didn't drink the medicine, and she didn't drink it. At this moment, her stomach was empty, and her head hurts. Think about what she did last night, and then look at it.

At this moment, the obsidian became strange, and Long Xue suddenly felt that it was not worth the effort.

If I had known that he would become weird like being possessed, and she would not have drunk any alcohol even if she had beaten her to death.

The headache of a hangover is not an ordinary pain.

When Hei Obsidian heard her belly drinking the Kongcheng plan unceremoniously, he suddenly laughed softly, causing Long Xue to have a sharp eye.

Locking her simple pretty face, her face is not big, not as big as his slap, but very clean, even if she is facing the sky, she still has her beauty. In his world, the women he saw

, they all wore makeup, wore famous brands, and sprinkled famous brands of perfume. Although it looked beautiful, it was not what he liked. A self-deprecating voice sounded: "Drinking medicine on an empty stomach is afraid of hurting the stomach. I kindly ordered someone to prepare porridge for you, who knows

Good intentions are regarded as a wolf-hearted person."

What he likes is cleanness and freshness.

Maybe it's because of this. On the night of June three years ago, he smelled the faint fresh fragrance emitted by her body, and he felt that it was rare in his world. He wanted to have that freshness.

Over the years, he has had countless scandals in order to find that freshness.

He is not good at explaining, so no one knows what he is thinking.

With a glaring at him, Long Xue turned her eyes away and was too lazy to look at him.

He was like a demon, and the impression he gave her was too bad. No wonder she treated his kindness as a wolf-hearted person.

Suddenly a big hand reached in front of her.

Long Xue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Give me your hand."

Obsidian said in a low voice. When he was not angry, Long Xue felt that his voice was low and magnetic, and it sounded very comfortable and easy to attract people's hearts.

"Give me your hand!" Seeing that Long Xue did not move, Obsidian's tone increased. At the beginning, it was a request, and at this moment it was an order.

Hesitating, Long Xue slowly handed his right hand to his hand. As soon as he put his fingers away, he held her right hand, held her hand, and he pulled her out.
Chapter completed!