After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

The day when the great day fairy sect opened.

The first gleam of light from the sky slanted through the green screen window and fell on the couch not far away.

On the couch, magenta and light white are intertwined in disorder, half of the lotus-colored pockets embroidered with green calyx begonias are hanging in the air without falling to the ground, while the other half is weighed down by a thin body.

A slender hand is placed on the man’s broad jade chest. The fingertips are as lush white, and the nails are round and beautifully trimmed. The beauty is beautiful, and the beauty lies on her side, only covered with a thin crimson veil, like a begonia Spring sleep.

Cui Wang opened his eyes.

Under the crow's long eyelashes, those eyes were black and white, like a clear lake, he clearly didn't have much sleep.

"What time is it?"

There was a lazy, hoarse nasal sound in the ear.

Zheng Wan turned over.

Cui Wang glanced at the hourglass on the Bogu shelf:

"Mao Shi."

"It's still early."

Zheng Wan lazily drilled his head into his arms, and his sleepiness floated up shallowly, and his slightly powdery eyelids drooped again.

Cui Wang moved, letting her drill more comfortably.

He just lay down for a while, until the sky was bright, he withdrew the arm resting under her neck, opened her up, and got up and went to bed.

"you are leaving?"

Zheng Wan's sleepiness ran away.

She sat up, the soft thin quilt slid halfway, and she was pushed up. Bo Zu embraced the beautiful young woman's body, like a red pomegranate skin wrapped in snow-white crystal flesh.

"Yep."

Cui Wang glanced back at her and took out a white sword robe from the storage ring again.

Zheng Wan stuck his feet out and was taken:

"Yesterday, I painted my hands."

The feet are tender and raw.

She pouted:

"The feet haven't been painted yet--"

He rolled to one place, it was a real delay.

Although it is not possible to double repair now, if it is just a simple Yanhao, plus the ice jade pillow that Cui Wang found specially, it will still work.

Cui Wang looked cold and cold under the bed, but when he arrived on the bed, he seemed to be a changed person. He was very greedy. He painted her nails when he said yes. He didn't know where it was irritating, and he immediately suppressed her.

After tossing most of the night, she had to control the exercises and deal with this person, but on the contrary, she was more tired than fighting with others, and she didn't know when she fell asleep in the end.

Cui Wang silently put on the plain silk shirt, buttoned the button all the way to the top, put on the sword robe, and walked back to the couch again.

"What are you doing?"

Zheng Wan stared at him as he took out the familiar row of petal-shaped fat boxes from the storage ring, and when he was caught, he fished out one of her legs and put her on his clean sword robe.

A wrinkle was suddenly pressed out of the snow-white sword robe.

"Which color?"

Cui Wang didn't raise his eyebrows, his slender fingertips slid across the row of fat boxes resting on the edge of the bed.

The petal-shaped fat boxes are small and exquisite, but the size of a baby's fist is different in color and color, and the lid of each box is engraved with a blooming Chiba Begonia. Peach powder, pear white, goose yellow, grass green, magenta...

"What color?"

"...Oh, Li Bai," Zheng Wanjiao said, "I also want the crabapple flowers you painted last time."

The thin brush, dipped in jade ice-like glaring juice, fell on the round and lovely nails, causing a tingling itch.

Zheng Wan couldn't help but shrank his feet back, but he was caught with one hand:

"Don't move."

Cui Wang looked up at her.

Zheng Wan was frightened by the turbulent rapids in his eyes, "Oh", and he didn't dare to move.

He held his ankle lightly, Zheng Wan simply put his right hand on the other leg and tilted his head to see Cui Wang.

The fine sunlight came in and fell on his long eyelashes. The man's eyebrows were quiet. At this time, those right hands that seemed too cold from holding the sword carefully pinched a thin brush and gently brushed her nails.

Crystalline ice is formed on a white background.

The red and gorgeous Begonia flowers are placed in the ice-white background. From budding, blooming, to withering, the whole flowering period is engraved in the small nails.

a long time:

"All right."

Cui Wang let go of her ankle and stood up.

Zheng Wan retracted her foot, the feeling of being rubbed by his mouth still remained on her ankle, she raised her head:

"Cui Wang, are you really not taking me?"

Cui Wang lifted his robe and stepped on his feet:

"Without."

A little bit between Zheng Wan's feet, the person had fallen in front of Cui Wang from mid-air, and she jumped on him:

"Cui Wang, will you take me, okay, okay?..."

"not good."

Cui Wang lifted her up, "Under the magical realm, I will die forever."

Zheng Wan's cheeks bulged and bulged again, and he couldn't help holding his head against him, like a little calf.

Cui Wang was taken a step back.

"It's in vain that I have been doing Xiaofu for so long yesterday, my hands are sore, and my mouth is still swollen, Cui Wang, you can't just take advantage of it."

Cui Wang:...

"I didn't respond."

He tore her off with difficulty, and Zheng Wan reluctantly put his arms around him:

"But you didn't say it was bad."

Cui Wangergen faintly reveals a stock dividend:

"Not anyway."

He turned his head away and stood still.

When Zheng Wan saw that he could not do anything, he got down from him griefly, a pair of bare feet falling on the ground, ten toes like fresh and delicate petals.

Cui Wang glanced, took out a pair of new white soap boots from the storage bag, leaned down, held her barefoot in his hand, and quietly put on her shoes.

The young female sister whose anger became a pufferfish, the soaring anger in her body, was magically appeased by the rustling sound of this cloth rubbing.

"Be obedient, Wanwan."

Cui Wang straightened up, "When I come back, I will take you to Bingmu City to buy the freshest pistachio juice. I heard that there is a new mutation of pistachios that can dye golden flower juice."

"Golden?"

Zheng Wanqi said, "And the golden bromeliad juice?"

"Have."

Cui Wang stroked her head, "When I come back."

He glanced at her deeply, then turned and drove away.

Zheng Wan stood there and looked at the shoes on his feet:

"Mrs. Jin, Cui Wang disagrees."

"Go by yourself, why rely on a man?"

Mother-in-law Jin said, "And...you also have the key."