And I wasn't doing much good either. I ignored my bun and tied my shawl long hair into a Taoist nun's head with a ribbon. I put one hand on the pretty boy's waist that would make women envious and jealous, and the other hand
It's also a roll of dice.
The scene did seem a bit ambiguous, so when Yelu Zihan coughed lightly, I felt guilty and straightened my hair and distanced myself a little bit from the pretty girl.
Gambling is really not a good thing.
"Haha, didn't you go out to do some errands? You came back quite early."
Yelu Zihan stared at me so hard that I stuttered even when I spoke.
I have seen Yelu Zihan's angry, angry, and even sinister expressions, but today's expression alone makes me unpredictable.
In addition, now that Li Keqing and others are missing, he wonders if he will be upset because he misses his good friend, and I don't dare to provoke him.
The pretty boy, on the other hand, seemed to steal the spotlight when he saw Yelu Zihan's domineering appearance, and his tone was unkind.
"Who are you?"
Yelu Zihan didn't answer, but glanced at the pretty boy. The expression on his face was still too complicated for me to explore.
He sat next to me, looked at me who was still stuck like a piece of wood, sighed softly, and said:
"Why don't you sit down yet?"
"oh."
I sat down obediently.
The pretty boy who was left out was not that easy to talk to, so he snorted coldly.
"Beauty, who is he? How dare he come to ruin our fun?"
Hey, hey, pretty boy, are you here to make things difficult for me?
"Sir, do you know that the beauty you are talking about is my wife?"
"No? Are you married? But your hair is not combed up."
The pretty boy was surprised.
The corner of my mouth twitched.
"Our country does not have such regulations."
I am talking about China in the 21st century. The requirements for women in this time and space are basically that married women must put their hair into a bun.
But like Yelu Zihan and I, I really don’t want to change my image into a woman, so I haven’t had my hair pulled back.
Yelu Zihan never said that this would not work, but this pretty boy screamed first.
But this cry seemed to be a good thing. Yelu Zihan glanced at me lightly and the ugly expression on his face disappeared, but he looked at the pretty face thoughtfully.
"Your country is so wonderful."
The pretty boy put down his trouser legs and sat down, sighing.
"No wonder I can't keep him."
Yelu Zihan raised his head, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he smiled lightly.
“Can’t keep it or don’t want to keep it?”
"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't care about you."
The pretty boy slapped the table and stood up, furious.
"Take good care of your husband, and don't forget our agreement after handling your affairs."
I originally thought that the pretty boy would definitely wait a few days to come back to me after leaving his words, but I didn’t expect that he would actually stay in the room opposite me, causing many unplanned things to happen. Of course, these were all
That's something for later.
As soon as the pretty boy left, Yelu Zihan stood up and closed the door slowly, and a dangerous aura enveloped me instantly.
Yelu Zihan walked up to me and suddenly stretched out his hand. I was caught off guard and fell into his arms.
Just as I was about to struggle to get up, his left hand firmly grasped my waist, and his right hand roamed my body wantonly. A numb feeling made my whole body tremble uncomfortably.