But Ya actually did this for her with his own hands.

How could Fan Ruoyu not be moved by this, how could she not be devoted to him?

What else could she want from such a man?

Taking a deep breath, she picked up the clothes and put them on awkwardly one by one. When she was in Fancheng, Huansha helped her put on the complicated clothes, but then she went to Yuecheng and stayed in the military camp for so long.

Long.

None of the long blouses fit her, so she modified them into short trousers with her own hands. Feng Luo prepared all the clothes for her when she came to Kyoto, following the habits in the military camp. Even the skirts were not very long, and they were all for ease of movement and flexibility.

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What Ya prepared for her now was a long skirt that fell to the floor, with flowing sleeves. The shirt was also red. But the material was something Fan Ruoyu had never seen before.

Before, all she wore was brocade. Now it feels extremely smooth and soft, and its tentacles make people feel that this is not an ordinary item. Who would have thought that it is even more surprising when it is worn on her body. It is obviously composed of several complicated layers.

, but I don’t feel any weight on my body, but instead feel extremely light.

While standing, the wide sleeves of the clothes swayed automatically without wind, and were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away. Unexpectedly, when walking around, they became even more elegant, making Fan Ruoyu's beautiful face even more otherworldly, as if she had been on a trip to the sky.

of fairy.

Beauty, beauty is incomparable; beauty, gorgeousness is gorgeous but not vulgar.

Moving slowly and lightly, he walked to the door and opened the door.

It's spring now, and the midday sun is just warm. A faint golden halo shines on Fan Ruoyu, who has just opened the door. His red clothes are coated with layers of golden halo, and his palm-sized face is flushed.

It hasn't faded, and the blush is natural.

What's even more beautiful and breathtaking is the dark pupils. Originally, there was a bright beam in her eyes, shining like obsidian. But now, her eyes are still dark, but they cover up the brilliance, making them look deep.

Impenetrable.

At first glance, it is a deep pool with no waves in the ancient well. It makes those who watch it feel shocked. Such deep eyes, calm and spiritual, mixed with a murderous domineering spirit.

The dark hair was scattered casually, and only a bun was casually pulled up on the back of the head. There were no extra accessories on the head, only a dark iron hairpin was casually placed on top of the bun.

A warm breeze blows.

Her hair was flying all over her body along with the red shirt she was wearing. Her beauty was not shocking, but her elegance was eye-catching.

The moment Fan Ruoyu opened the door, she felt four pairs of eyes in the room staring at her. One of them was a pair of phoenix eyes that she was very familiar with. When she met them, her face turned red unconsciously.

The corners of his lips were slightly widened, and he walked slowly out of the threshold. Standing in the sun, he stretched out his hands and smiled at Ya Zhan, "Ya, do I look good?" In such sunshine, such a smile, coupled with the smile on his face

A hint of shyness.

Ya Shengsheng was shocked to see such a beautiful and beautiful face. His light blue eyes became darker and darker, and he became more and more obsessed.

Fendai frowned slightly, seeing that someone didn't answer. She lowered her head to check that there was nothing wrong with herself, and then looked at Xiang Ya's appearance. She pouted, retracted her arms, walked towards Ya with her feet raised, and said angrily: "Don't you look good?

?”

Ya came back to his senses, not hiding the doting and obsession in his eyes, "It's beautiful, just like the elves among the flowers, no, even more beautiful than the elves among the flowers!" But in his heart, he was a little unhappy with the other three pairs of eyes.

Turning his head slightly, his cool eyes swept away.
Chapter completed!