Tonight was indeed different. Tao Xiaowei poked the slightly swollen muscles near Yan Xi's wound with her finger in a bad way, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"
Yan Xi's expression remained unchanged and she said calmly, "It doesn't hurt."
"Bad guy, one thing is indeed true."
"What?"
"You're a freak."[
...
He had no objection and reached out to touch Tao Xiaowei's face. He was gentle at first, pinched a few times, and then couldn't help but rub it again and again. It was so fun.
Originally Qian Tong and Qian Shuang were going to come into the bridal chamber to help her take off her makeup, and Yan Xi was also supposed to attend the dinner party in the front hall at this time. Unfortunately, in the eyes of His Highness the Seventh Prince, there were no rules that he had to abide by. He could just go if he liked.
If you like, just change it openly. At least within Huagu's sphere of influence, who else dares to open the door and come in to accuse him of being unbecoming of etiquette on this day.
Tao Xiaowei had no choice but to clumsily take off the phoenix crown from her head and put it aside casually. The waterfall-like satin black hair fell in front of Yan Xi. The groom behind her saw a fire in his eyes. He was just about to go over and put it aside.
She grabbed her and saw the little girl, who had no bride-consciousness, running out of the door in three steps at a time.
Well, during the wedding night, the bride ran away and poured cold water on the angry groom.
Fortunately, while Yan Xi could still endure it, Tao Xiaowei came back with a box in her hands and muttered, "Jiuding is so considerate. He knew what I wanted, so he stood in the yard waiting with the medicine box.
With."
Holding a basin of warm water, Tao Xiaowei half-knelt in front of Yan Xi and helped him clean the wound. The blood was washed away, and the ferociousness revealed made Tao Xiaowei even more unhappy, "Aren't you very powerful? You're still showing off.
The name of the God of Killing is in vain. If you are a god, you should protect yourself. Don't try to show off next time. You really think you are invulnerable."
After applying the golden sore medicine and tying the wound on his arm with a clean white cloth, Tao Xiaowei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I hope I don't have a fever tonight, otherwise I'll be in trouble."
She put her little hand on Yan Xi's smooth forehead, shivered, then quickly pulled it back and shouted, "Bad guy, you have a fever."