Chapter 1267 Is it okay (54)
Long and thick eyelashes drooping low, slender knuckles, cold white complexion seems to glow softly under the light and shadow.
His side face has clear lines, delicate eyebrows and eyes, quiet and peaceful.
Sitting there without saying anything can make people feel an invisible sense of peace and stability.
It seems that the state of mind gradually calmed down, became gentle, and turned into a pool of soft water.
Like a god, the godless **** under the peach tree for thousands of years.
"..." Yun Si paused slightly and blinked her eyes.
Stared straight at him, not moving for a long time.
A strange feeling emerged in my heart.
It's like a seed, once it falls to the ground, it will take root and germinate irresistibly, and grow and grow.
Almost at that moment, Yun Si felt something was wrong.
When a strange feeling came up, I couldn't tell what it was.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the gentle and calm man.
The TV news was still broadcasting. After a long time, she looked away and sat cross-legged.
His eyes fell on the TV, but his mind was obviously not on it.
She looked at him from time to time, but he always looked like he was reading a book quietly, basically not speaking.
Long and thick eyelashes drooped, as if she didn't notice that she was looking at him.
Compared to his overly fanatical and clingy appearance in the past, today's him looks much colder.
She was absent-minded while watching TV.
Finally, she suddenly put down the fruit plate and crawled to his side.
leaned on his shoulder and hugged him.
"Are you angry?" She leaned closer to him and looked carefully.
The man's eyelashes trembled, his eyes slowly moved away from the book, and he looked at her with clear eyes: "What?"
The voice is gentle, and the eyebrows and eyes are gentle.
Not angry.
"It's nothing, I just thought you were angry because you kept silent."
She rubbed against his nose like a kitten, smiling.
The man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, looking at her with his long and narrow, dark eyes.
Seeing her laughing, he pursed his lips and seemed to follow suit.
Raised his hand and pinched her face, his movements were intimate and gentle.
"Fool, in your eyes, do I get angry so easily?"
Hearing this, Yun Si nodded seriously: "You just get angry easily."
He paused, a small smile slowly appeared in his dark and deep eyes, and he bent slightly, extremely gentle.
"I...have always attacked you?"
“.That’s not true.”
She curled her lips slightly and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"But you are indeed very easy to get angry. When you get angry, you are like a gourd. You don't say a word, just like you did just now."
He raised his lips slightly, slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her.
"I didn't talk because you were watching TV all the time, so I didn't disturb you."
"If you don't like me not talking, then I will talk often, okay?"
"." This damned fatal tenderness.
She looked at him, her eyes moved slightly.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly straightened up and straddled his lap.
The man has broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs and strong legs. He stared at her quietly with gentle eyes and did not speak.
The arc of the corner of his lips raised slightly, and he slowly put the book aside.
The free hand was on her waist, holding her with neither light nor heavy strength.
Like an aristocratic gentleman, his movements are intimate and gentle, but the scale is not excessive.
Properly polite, never overstepping.
"What's wrong?"
He gently brushed her broken hair, his voice was extremely soft.
(end of this chapter)