"I came back today and made soup for you to drink. Are you happy?" Xia Qianchen asked suddenly.
A strange expression appeared on Nangong Young Emperor's face, which had been content and comfortable just now.
"Cook a meal for me and make me happy?"
"Didn't you think I wouldn't come back? I came back suddenly, wasn't it a big surprise? And the soup I made was so delicious, you even finished it..." Xia Qianchen smiled lightly, "You're really
Aren't you happy?"
Young Emperor Nangong stared at her deeply: "What is happiness?"
"Happiness is a momentary throbbing, when all worries are suddenly wiped away and you feel happy. Or it is a strong feeling that bursts out from deep in your heart, like a blooming mountain flower..."
"I don't feel that way."
"Really?" Xia Qianchen looked at him suspiciously, "Then tell me, what does it look like when you are happy?"
"Porcelain hands."
It was indeed a very happy time, and Young Emperor Nangong smiled happily.
Xia Qianchen nodded and said, "I understand."
Young Emperor Nangong had a dark face. To be honest, he was indeed surprised for a moment when she suddenly came back, but now Xia Qianchen made a mess of this surprise.
Everything she did was to make him happy, and to add to that schedule, she did it with purpose.
He watched her purposefully please him, how could he be happy?
Xia Qianchen stood up from him and walked out.
Young Emperor Nangong asked coldly: "Where are you going?"
"Since you are unhappy, I will leave."
"..." Young Emperor Nangong's face turned pale immediately. An empty pain exploded in his heart.
Seeing his expression, Xia Qianchen laughed: "I lied to you! Your hair must have not been washed for many days, right? When I just ate, I saw a layer of oil, which smells stinky."
Nangong Young Emperor was slightly stiff. He had indeed not taken a bath for a long time. He had just had an operation last night and could not touch the water. Today he only scrubbed his body.
"Just wait, I'll get the shampoo and dry-clean your hair."
Later, Xia Qianchen packed a basin and brought a lot of things over.
Young Emperor Nangong sat there, watching her arrange things one by one, then took out a towel and put it on his shoulders: "The back of your chair is too high, sit over here."
Young Emperor Nangong sat at the designated place and watched her take out a small watering bottle and wet his hair.
Rub the shampoo evenly in the palm of your hand and start to wash his hair.
She asked in a gentle voice: "How is the strength? Do you want to focus more?"
"Um."
After all, Xia Qianchen was not a barber in the shop and could not control the amount of water. Slowly, the foamy water flowed down and fascinated his eyes.
Young Emperor Nangong closed his eyes and asked happily: "First time?"
She had washed Nangong Young Emperor before, but there was a jacuzzi in the bathroom, so she always washed him directly with the water.
"no."
Young Emperor Nangong said coldly: "This is not the first time, but your skills are still so poor?"
"Is it bad?"
"Eye."
Xia Qianchen took a look and saw that Young Emperor Nangong had his eyes closed, and his face was covered with bubbles of water.
She brought him a towel and said, "You didn't tell me earlier."
He thought it was her first time, so he enjoyed her clumsiness! Now he looks ugly!
Just listen to Xia Qianchen say: "I had a dog before, and I often dry-cleaned it."
"..." Young Emperor Nangong asked, "What kind of dog?"
"Husky."
"You like dogs?"
"It's okay." But the dog was raised by Xia Qianyu, so I didn't say it to irritate him.
Young Emperor Nangong was thoughtful. He rarely heard of women raising huskies. Since Xia Qianchen likes dogs...
Xia Qianchen washed Nangong Young Emperor's hair, wrapped it in a cloth, and applied shaving foam to his face.
When he was wrapped in a white towel and his face was covered with white bubbles, Xia Qianchen smiled unkindly.
Young Emperor Nangong grabbed her wrist: "Why are you laughing?"
"Like an Arabian prince."
"You dare to laugh at me?"
"How can I laugh at you when I say you are a prince? I am praising you!"
"Give me the mirror!"
"This is the study room, where is the mirror?"
Nangong Young Emperor casually picked up his cell phone and turned on the selfie mode. His beautiful wolf eyes flashed dimly. He pulled Xia Qianchen to sit on his lap and was about to move her face to kiss her.
Xia Qianchen couldn't move away, so she suddenly pushed Nangong Young Emperor hard with her hand.
She didn't know when she got shaving foam with her hand, and actually pressed a five-fingerprint on Young Emperor Nangong's face...
"Xia Qianchen!" Young Emperor Nangong said coldly, grabbing her wrist, "You are the first woman who dares to be so presumptuous to me!"
Xia Qianchen was silent for a moment, staring at his face——
How could she forget that he is the Young Emperor of Nangong and cannot treat Leng Tianchen and Xia Qianyu in the same way.
"Sorry, I went overboard." Xia Qianchen immediately obeyed the rules, sat upright and gave him a good trimming of his beard.
Young Emperor Nangong said secretly: "You don't need to apologize."
"But you are angry."
"No."
"Your expression just now was angry."
"I said I'm not angry!"
"Well, I understand, you're not angry."
Young Emperor Nangong looked at her gloomily, secretly regretting that he had just ruined the good atmosphere, and wanted to return to that state. However, Xia Qianchen never acted recklessly again, and helped him shave off his beard in a decent manner.
Xia Qianchen wiped his face with a towel and found that he was still sitting there with a dark expression.
She thought to herself that she thought washing his hair and trimming his beard could impress him with such warm things.
But he doesn't want to do this?
What should I do to deal with a strong man like him so that he will like me? Should I put a plaster on his hand again?
"Sir, you've finished shaving. Get up now and we'll go to the bathroom to rinse."
Young Emperor Nangong raised his eyes and stared at her: "Change your name."
"Owner?"
"Change again!"
"Young Master Emperor."
Young Emperor Nangong stared at her fiercely and said with a tolerant look, "Young Emperor."
Although Young Master and Young Emperor only exchanged positions, they felt very awkward when they called each other and seemed very intimate.
Xia Qianchen has never heard anyone call him that...
"I think the emperor will be more smooth and domineering."
"Do you want to be a servant for the rest of your life?" he asked.
"In fact, I was originally a servant."
"You can be arrogant with me, just like you did just now." Young Emperor Nangong's domineering green eyes were shining with a different light at this time, "I give you this right - only you can be arrogant with me, Qianchen."