Fortunate Wife

Seeing that the bowl was about to be washed to pieces by her, Li Yan finally couldn't help it, and stepped forward to interrupt her, "What are you thinking?"

"Ah?" Xiaogan jumped down violently, Li Man only felt that her soul was frightened, and the bowl in her hand fell into the pot with a plop, but fortunately it didn't break.

Li Yan folded his arms, leaned against the pot, frowned, and looked at her funny, "You're so timid?" Looking at her cheerful and lively these days, I thought her courage was growing.

Li Man covered her thumping heart with her hand, and stared at him like a ghost.

"What are you doing?" She stared into Yuanyuan's eyes, and tried to question him in the dialect of this place, so as to give herself a little bit of confidence.

"Yo, you've made a lot of progress." Li Yan raised his eyebrows, appreciating happily, "What else can I say?"

"Huh?" She understood the previous sentence, but what did he say later?

Li Yan looked at her hair, "Where's the hairpin?" I didn't see it during dinner, and she took it off as soon as I left.

Li Man knew that he was talking about the hairpin, and she was still thinking about what to do, but now that it's all over, he came to ask himself and returned it to him.

He hurriedly took out the hairpin from his arms and handed it to him, "Here you are."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, "Don't like it?"

Seeing that the smile in his eyes was replaced by coldness in an instant, Li Man's little heart trembled violently again. Appearance is indeed the most deceiving thing. I used to think that this person has the gentlest temperament and the most soothing smile. Come on, it's really good when he smiles, but once the smile is gone on his face, it's really scary.

Li Man pretended not to understand what he said, put the hairpin on the pot, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I'm not used to wearing this." After finishing speaking, she quickly turned around and continued to wash the dishes.

But before she finished washing a bowl, the rag in her hand was suddenly taken away, her shoulders were restrained, and she was forced to face him again.

Li Man was annoyed, and stared at him, "What do you want?" Looking towards the door, she hoped that someone would see this scene and stop it, but she was also afraid that this ambiguous scene would be overlooked, and she was extremely flustered. .

Li Yan stared at her deeply, his eyes were firm and domineering.

Under such eyes, Li Man gradually lost the ability to resist, and asked anxiously, "What do you want to do?" Just for a hairpin, as for swallowing her alive?

It wasn't until she gradually gave up struggling and resisting that Li Yan let go of one hand, picked up the hairpin on the cooking table, and pinned it to her hair again.

Li Man rolled her eyes secretly, this person is really stubborn, well, it's just a hairpin, she just wants it.

"You put it on first." Seeing her stubbornly lowering her head and not looking at him, Li Yan slightly curled her lips, raised her chin with one hand, and made her look up.

"You?" Li Man got a little annoyed, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a long gash on his thumb, which seemed to have been cut by a sharp knife, and suddenly thought of the beautiful wood patterns on the hairpin, which would be for this Did you get hurt?

"Did you hurt your finger?" Li Man picked up his finger and asked with concern.

Li Yan understood the concern in her words, and even understood the concern in her eyes. A smile suddenly appeared in her eyes. He gently stroked her hair with his injured finger, and said firmly as if promising, "In the future , I will give you better."

Li Man instinctively turned her head to avoid his fingers, but happened to see Li Mo standing at the door of the kitchen, his face was livid like an ice sculpture.

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\u003cq, Dongfang Jing and other relatives' flowers and purses, o(n_n)o~