"rouge."

I have known each other for a long time, but this is the first time he calls her name.

There are obviously no special words. They roll on the tip of their tongue, and they even smell the smell, making people feel swaying.

Wei Qingci's low voice sounded, and came from behind him. He pursed his lips and said, "Yangzhi, I, I didn't mean it. I thought about splashing you with water, but I didn't do that. I thought about it, I just--"

The boy's words were a bit incoherent and confused.

In the end, it was too low to be lower, as if I lowered myself into the dust, hoping to bloom: "...I'm just angry."

Wei Qingci repeated it and said, "I'm just angry. I don't like that Master Zhongcheng is too close to you."

Feng Hua paused his feet and turned around.

The sleeves that were held by the boy were gently pulled open.

Seeing this, Wei Qingci's face turned slightly pale, and a hint of confusion and helplessness flashed in her pale silver pupils under her slender and thick eyelashes. She hesitated for a while and finally slowly withdrew her hand.

Too.

Wei Zhang was still presented to him. He was originally her fiancé in her previous life. If she hadn't died, maybe they would have gotten married and had children, children and grandchildren, and together they would have been together for a long time. The couple was in love and their lives would be smooth.

Angry. What position does he have to be angry?

What a pitiful little.

Fenghua thought in his heart.

She wasn't really angry either.

How could I be angry with my little boy?

——Isn’t it just that I’m so jealous that I want to splash water on me?

I forgive your little temper.

Anyway, she had no loss to her except to destroy a soul's temporary body.

If you give her another figure, all you waste is his energy.

After thinking about it, Her Majesty the Queen felt that there was no need to be angry.

Do you pretend to be what you are now? It's just...

Fenghua bent her lips inadvertently, and her slender and white fingers took the initiative to pull the boy's clothes, and said with a smile: "Young Master, I think you must look better than a blue shirt when wearing red clothes."

Um?

The boy with a slightly white face suddenly raised his long and beautiful eyelashes like a phoenix butterfly, and his eyes were filled with unknown clues about her suddenly appearing.

When Wei Qingci caught a glimpse of the careless and lazy and beautiful smile on the woman's face, there was no trace of anger, and Wei Qingci was stunned.

Immediately, he looked down at the long-lasting blue shirt he had worn on his body. He had been used to wearing this for a long time, but he never felt anything was wrong.

But, red clothes?

If she likes it, it's okay to try it.

The young man raised his eyes and asked her, "Do you really think that red clothes look better?"

Fenghua nodded and said "Yes".

All right.

The boy pursed his lips, and the curve of the corners of his lips seemed to make some decision. With every move, the peach blossom tree in the backyard that was about to bloom, all the pink petals fell, as if it was as lively as if it was flying around the boy's body.

But for a moment, when the petals dissipated and fell to the ground, the young man's blue shirt with a thin spring spirit changed into a magnificent red dress.

In an instant, the brightness of the whole spring was slowly overcome.

Plus the cinnabar mole at the end of the eye.

Stunning, gorgeous, and stunning.

Fenghua held her cheeks and her beautiful eyes were filled with stunning light. She turned around the boy in red and couldn't help but nodded, "It looks good!"
Chapter completed!