Village Girl Struggle

Some fragmented memories flickered, but they were all beautiful pictures.

The young men and women in the painting are all handsome and innocent, the man is himself, and the woman in brocade clothes is very pitiful*.

What's bad is that the woman doesn't look like Sakura Sakura!

Those flashing images were intertwined with the joys of a few hours ago, making Du Hong's thoughts stunned, and it was almost impossible to distinguish between dreams and reality.

"Haha, Xiao Fengfeng, how dare you lie to this king, where are there any strange flowers to appreciate?"

In a daze, the glamorous woman in the phantom stretched out a finger, pointed to her forehead, her eyes flew horizontally, and the corners of her lips smiled.

In reality, Xiao Yingying was scornful, and stretched out a hand to twist a hand on his smooth, silky chest.

"Fool, let go!"

In the end, it was the slight pain in the chest in reality, and the seductive body under the locked legs pulled him back to the mortal world. Du Hong complied with his impulse and hugged the person in front of him tightly.

Even if the mind is not belonging, the hands and feet are still consciously stuck...

But I was afraid for a while.

Good risk, good risk, how could I dream of a beauty who is not Xiaoyingying?

Fortunately, I didn't leak it out. I must let Xiao Yingying know about it, so he didn't kick himself up?

But why does she call herself Xiaofengfeng?

A certain young master who thinks he has done a good job of calming down, patted his chest in fear with his only free hand.

Hey, this touch is beautifully soft and slippery. It's obviously...

Jiang Ying glared at a certain young master.

With the little expression of fascinating and lonely helplessness, but doing the action of moving around and wiping around!

Jiang Ying glared at him and pushed Du Hong's hands and feet hard. Du Hong did not expect that Jiang Ying's strength was not small, and he was afraid of hurting the delicate body in his arms. I had to relax a bit, but Jiang Ying finally got up.

Jiang Ying put on a middle coat first, and looked around, looking for his own close-fitting coat.

I thought that I was just lying on the side of the pool, and I must have thrown it aside at random. It is wet now, and I can't wear it for fear of getting it back.

Do you want to go back empty inside?

Jiang Ying twisted his eyebrows slightly, but he saw a touch of azure in his sight, hanging on a branch near the stone, with a plain satin finish. There was no embroideries on the top, but it was his bellyband and coat, Jiang Ying walked over and touched it quickly. It's already done.

Well, Master Xiao Hou is also very virtuous!

Jiang Ying turned his back, draped in a shirt, and put on his underwear just like that.

Thinking of the appearance of someone holding them in the air, there was a small fire burning on Jiang Ying's surface. There was a slight sense of happiness in the slight embarrassment.

He also fastened the belt of the middle coat, and when he was about to turn around to take the outer robe, his shoulders sank slightly, and the light gray chiffon outer robe was already draped over him.

Jiang Ying looked back and saw that it was a virtuous Lord Hou who was smiling brightly. The light in the phoenix eyes was frightening, and he stared at himself with piercing eyes.

Jiang Ying said thank you in a low voice.

But in my heart, I was thinking that this person's movements are so fast. It's still not a trace of it just now, this is already neatly dressed, and there is still time to pass himself the robe.

Jiang Ying put on his robe and went to the water to take a photo, but he saw that his hair was scattered around his shoulders. Some are half wet and not dry, reflecting in the water. Like a mad woman, Jiang Ying bit her lip, thinking that this ghostly appearance was seen by him.

Watching Jiang Ying sitting halfway by the water, taking a selfie by the water, combing with her hand, preparing to comb the long blue silk.

The long hair flowed down like a satin, and the end was entrusted to the grass. The green grass was green, and it looked like black feathers.

Du Hong saw the starlight flashing in his eyes, and he volunteered and eagerly stepped forward.

"Xiao Yingying, let me comb your hair."

Jiang Ying glanced at Du Hong suspiciously. Du Hong was confident, "Don't worry, I will."

As he said that, he started to gather the handful of beautiful hair, only to feel a faint fragrance coming from him, Du Hong couldn't help being a little worried.

Hmm, this legendary thrush joy, shouldn't it be so?

Although Du Hong boasted, he actually only knows men's buns, and women's buns in all kinds of patterns are a bit too difficult for him.

Jiang Ying endured the fact that one of his hair was used as a hand-practice tool, and his scalp aches from time to time.

Well, although someone has virtuous minds, he doesn't have virtuous skills for the time being.

After being reincarnated into another world, Xiao Fengfeng's hands seemed a lot stupid.

In Huanhua Country, combing hair is one of the skills that every man must learn to be a husband before marrying.

However, if Xiao Fengfeng's subordinates are extremely smooth and free at this time, I am afraid that Jiang Ying will be unable to help but doubt Xiao Fengfeng's past love history.

Therefore, Jiang Ying endured for a long time before finally speaking, and said very sincerely, "Well, Xiao Fengfeng, just help me braid two braids. Really, this way my hair will be easier to dry."

Toss him further, fearing that his poor hair will be terrible, and he will be bald before he is old.

After several failed attempts, Du Hong also complied with his kindness and made two long braids for the girl of his heart very carefully, although one side was slightly thicker and the other slightly thinner, and some were slightly curved...

After all, there are some things that can't be achieved by working hard...

Jiang Ying took the photo by the water, slightly twitching the corners of her mouth, and looked back at Du Hong with a sweet smile, "Well, that's great."

Du Hong's heart was like drinking jelly, and his eyes were brighter.

But in front of Jiang Ying's face, he closed his long hair with his hands together, and his eyes were glanced around.

Jiang Ying smiled, "I'll help Xiao Fengfeng too."

Du Hong immediately sat down obediently, and said slightly proudly, "Xiao Yingying is so enthusiastic, how can Benhou be willing to refuse?"

Fearing that Jiang Ying would repent, he quickly added, "Xiao Yingying can give me a simple comb."

Jiang Ying smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to act.

When the pair of little hands held his hair, Du Hong only felt that every root of the hair was full of tingling strength, as if there was a small electric current, starting from three thousand hairs, flowing into the limbs. In the end, it itched my heart slightly, and the sweetness and comfort were indescribable. I only hope that Xiao Yingying's subordinates will slow down, and then slow down.

"...Why do you want to call this Hou Xiaofengfeng?"

This name is quite intimate, but there is no phoenix in his name, so he should be called Xiao Honghong.

"Because... Master Xiao Hou has a pair of beautiful and charming Phoenix eyes. Master Xiao Hou doesn't like this name?"

Jiang Ying gathered the scattered long hair in one place, and smiled, "That's how you are called Xiao Honghong? Or is it still Xiao Hou Ye?"

Naturally, Master Xiaohou wouldn't consider him. Everyone called him Master Du Xiaohou, which was too common.

As for Xiao Honghong...

Du Hong tasted the product in his heart, feeling that it didn't sound as mighty and domineering as Xiao Fengfeng.

"Yingying likes it, then... Xiao Fengfeng."

A sense of reluctance that "Ben Hou Ye was not very satisfied at first, but it was all for you, Xiao Yingying."

Jiang Ying's eyes drooped slightly, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his fingers were flexible. Help Du Hong comb the bun in a few strokes.

However, Du Hong was in a hurry to get into the water, so the original hairpin on his head didn't know where it had fallen in the pond.

Without the hair band, Jiang Ying took a veil from the secret pocket of his coat to talk about it.

Looking around again. The shrub that stretched out from one side took a small branch from it, used it as a hairpin, and pinned it to a bun.

He put his hands around his chest and looked left and right. I feel that although it is not very good, it is quite neat compared to Du Hong's craftsmanship.

Seeing that Du Hong was still sitting upright, he couldn't help but smile secretly, "It's done. Can you look at it?"

Why is it so fast?

Du Hong was slightly annoyed, and answered, turning around slowly. Just looking at Jiang Ying.

His character was born extremely handsome and incomparable, with a black hair combed in a round bun on the top of his head, and then hanging down, like a fine feather satin, shining in the sun. And the veils and branches used to make up the numbers turned out to be extraordinarily elegant.

No wonder the old saying goes. Rough clothes and messy clothes, Jingchai cloth clothes, do not hide the country's color!

Jiang Ying laughed out loud, "Xiao Fengfeng, are you taking pictures by the water?"

Looking at myself, is it possible that the mirror is on my face?

Du Hong laughed infatuated a few times, and as expected he took a picture in the water, but his smile deepened.

Looking back at Jiang Ying, the brilliance flowed in the phoenix eyes.

If you can have Xiao Yingying holding your hair like this every day, how beautiful will this day be?

"Xiao Yingying, we..."

Feeling moved, Du Hong grabbed Jiang Ying's hand, "Tomorrow I will let the match...well..."

The unfinished words were suddenly blocked by the pressed lips, Du Hong greeted him enthusiastically, and the wide-opened phoenix eyes were full of surprises.

I originally thought that Xiao Yingying was only drunk for a while, so she could be with herself...

During this time, why didn't he beat the drums in his heart, for fear that in case he woke up from the wine, Xiao Yingying would cry and cry for him, regret or deny it, or turn his eyes and hate, and search for life or something...

I really didn't expect that after waking up, it would still be so warm and affectionate, just like an amazingly beautiful dream, which makes people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

The two hugged each other for a long time, until they both had difficulty breathing and were out of breath before they stopped.

"Little Fengfeng..."

Jiang Ying leaned his head on Du Hong's shoulder, and whispered softly, hearing Du Hong's ears, he was slightly dumb with infinite charm.

If it weren't for pity in the heart, someone would just turn into a wolf on the spot, what would happen on the spot.

"Um?"

"You know Miaoyu? It's the little Taoist who always stays with me."

Du Hong blinked, a little stunned. He didn't know what to say and got involved with the little Taoist aunt, but he nodded.

Jiang Ying recounted the story of Xiao Daogu’s flash marriage and divorce, and said, "Xiao Fengfeng, you said, if they didn’t get married at the beginning, but just kept in touch, wouldn’t they not have many unpleasant things afterwards?"

Du Hong stiffened. It turned out that Xiao Yingying was turning a corner to persuade herself.

"Yingying, we are different from them. I can call the shots in Dingguohou. Xiaoyingying is not worried about trivial things."

Jiang Ying squinted at him with a smile.

Du Hong couldn't help being blushed at that time, and he thought of today's mother-in-law bringing Wen Wanniang over.

ps: Haha, thank you for crossing Xia's He's Bi and Little Pink~~, we must add more tomorrow. . .