Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Li Chengjing held Cheng Yujin's elbow with one hand, so close to the feeling, only to find that Cheng Yujin was very thin, and he could almost completely embrace her with one hand. After putting her away, Li Chengjing didn't withdraw his hand, but just held her position, went around behind her back and smoothed her wet long hair to the palm of his hand, wrapping it in a clean towel.

Li Chengjing rubbed her hair and said, "It's true that I'm older than you, but I'm only five years old, so I can't call you 'you', right?"

This is deliberately raising the bar. Li Chengjing is smaller than many officials in the court, but in front of him, do these officials dare to come and go to the crown prince?

Cheng Yujin vaguely remembered that once before, Li Chengjing asked her how she felt about the age of men. At that time, Cheng Yujin thought he was referring to Zhai Yanlin, and scolded the old man with all his might. Looking at his brooding energy now, could it be that what he wanted to say was himself?

Cheng Yujin was speechless, she really didn't expect the dignified prince to be so boring, in her opinion, Li Chengjing himself is the one who cares about age the most!

Cheng Yujin was not in a hurry and said, "After all, I called you ninth uncle for a long time. It's normal that I can't turn around all the time."

Li Chengjing's hand movement paused, he looked up at her, and that look made Cheng Yujin instinctively tense. Cheng Yujin thought she had said something wrong, and immediately became vigilant: "His Royal Highness asked His Majesty to announce to the world that you were retrieved from the Cheng family. Thinking about it, I did not deny Cheng Yuanjing's identity. You were indeed my ninth uncle before, so I said casually. Mention, Your Highness shouldn't be angry?"

"Cheng Yuanjing is also me, what can I be angry about." Li Chengjing's tone was neither salty nor light, but his eyes glanced back. Cheng Yujin was curious, turned around and found that there was nothing special behind him except a pair of red dragon and phoenix candles.

Cheng Yujin couldn't understand. She thought she had missed something and was still looking at it carefully. At this time, Li Chengjing held Cheng Yujin's long hair and said, "The hair is long, so it's so hard to twist it?"

Cheng Yujin quickly turned around, snatched her own hair, and looked at it distressed. She glared at Li Chengjing angrily, and said, "I just wanted to say that long hair must be carefully maintained, not rubbed hard, let alone twisted! Let go, I'll do it myself."

Okay, Li Chengjing has been around either men or eunuchs since he grew up, and he doesn't know what women are like, so he has to listen to Cheng Yujin's words and let go. He turned sideways and saw that Cheng Yujin was carefully wrapping his hair, scratching and absorbing the water from his hair with a cloth, but it didn't rub. I think this is what she said, long hair should be carefully maintained.

This kind of technique, a layman will really not be able to learn it for a while.

Li Chengjing watched with great interest for a while, and couldn't help but look at the burning red candle again. Counting the candle time, it is now three quarters of the hour.

Did Cheng Yujin realize that today was their candle night?

Chapter 98

Li Chengjing, with the idea of ​​taking care of Cheng Yujin, waited for Cheng Yujin to take care of her wet hair. Besides, he has never seen how women organize their appearance in private, and the noble ladies don't care what they look like, when they dress up, they are all beautiful. As a man, Li Chengjing is still in awe of the skill of dressing up.

Li Chengjing really wanted to know how they did it. Now that he has the opportunity to see it up close, the object of observation is still his wife, of course he is very happy.

Li Chengjing looked at it for a while, and felt from the bottom of his heart that being a woman is really not easy. No wonder it took Cheng Yujin so long to take a bath. He was amazed by her meticulous patience. Of course, it may just be that Cheng Yujin is so cumbersome and cumbersome. Although other women love beauty, they are not like this.

Over the years, apart from Cheng Yujin, Li Chengjing has never seen another person who cares about the image like her and demands perfection to the point of being perverted. He still remembered that when she first met Cheng Yujin, she paid attention to how every step was measured. Li Chengjing once suspected that Cheng Yujin could not run at all.

Because running would affect her beauty, how could Miss Cheng allow herself to do such a thing.

It was the first time that Cheng Yujin wiped her hair with a man, or even someone other than Du Ruo forsythia. She didn't care on the surface, but she was actually very nervous inside. She knew that Li Chengjing was watching her, calm and patient, serious and focused. If he is impatient and walk away, it's okay, he has been sitting here watching her, and Cheng Yujin is even more nervous.

For Cheng Yujin, this distance is too close. Li Chengjing was sitting beside her, and Cheng Yujin's movements were a little bigger, and she would touch his sleeve.

Cheng Yujin tried her best to hold back her movements. She was already tense, and the people around her suddenly smiled as they thought of something. Cheng Yujin's movements couldn't help but look up and stare at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Li Chengjing smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the strand of hair stuck to the back of Cheng Yujin's neck to the front, as if recalling something, and said, "I just thought that when I first saw you, you had a single strand of hair. Silk is all beautiful. Beauty is beautiful, but not angry. I thought at that time that if there were really painted skin monsters in the world, it would be like you. It is as beautiful as the world can imagine, but it does not eat the fireworks of the world. Untouched by mortal dust.”

Li Chengjing's fingers touched her neck, and there seemed to be electric sparks all the way. Cheng Yujin couldn't tell whether it was itchy or numb, she subconsciously wanted to hide, but she held back. At this time, the benefits of practicing hard manners are revealed. No matter how flustered in the heart, from the outside, Cheng Yujin's performance is like the painted skin demon Li Chengjing said, always decent and dignified, full of fairy flavor.