Nowadays, he uses both soft and hard tactics, using both methods. With such methods, I am afraid that no woman will be able to escape this dense web of love and affection.
"Eat it quickly, it's not good if it's cold." Xuanyuan Zhirong personally placed a crystal soup-filled steamed dumpling on an empty plate in front of Mu Jieyu, and carefully opened the steamed dumpling to prevent the soup from flowing out.
Let the scalding heat overflow with the rich aroma of meat.
Mu Jieyu looked at his every move with great seriousness, and couldn't help but squint her eyes. In her two lifetimes, she had never had a man be so considerate and considerate for her in such a small matter, not to mention that the man in front of her was born with a golden key in his mouth.
The prince who has clothes to wear and food to eat, the prince who has been served by thousands of slaves since he was a child.
In order to hide the emotion in his eyes, Mu Jieyu lowered his eyes, picked up the silver chopsticks without saying a word, gently picked up the delicate crystal dumplings, took a small bite, and quietly drank the warm soup inside.
He slowly ate the dumplings in small bites, then put down his chopsticks and immersed himself in drinking the porridge.
She went out before dawn, so she didn't disturb anyone in the house, so she didn't eat breakfast. She originally planned to rush to the town connecting Chongyang and Yongjing to have something to eat.
How much does this man next to her pay attention to her, so that he knows her habit of going out in May? How well does this man next to her know her, so that he can guess that she is going back to Chongyang, so he is waiting here early?
This man must have cared about her so much that he knew that she didn't know how to eat, so he prepared her favorite food.
She has always believed that between men and women, the vigorous and vigorous relationship is full of passion, and the romance and luxury are of course fascinating, but only the subtle affection can truly penetrate the heart and be unforgettable.
There was no bump in the carriage, and Mu Jieyu had breakfast in silence. During this period, she did not reject Xuanyuan Zhirong's thoughtfulness at all, and accepted it silently. Then she took a book from Xuanyuan Zhirong without saying a word.
She looked at her with no intention of paying attention to Xuanyuan Zhirong. However, Xuanyuan Zhirong's gentle gaze kept falling on her. That gaze was definitely not Chun Yuao's burning and compelling one, but it was even more difficult to ignore. That gaze
It seems that Xuanyuan Zhirong himself contains a burst of magic power. Even if you don't look at it, you can still feel the tenderness and indulgence in his eyes.
Being stared at like this, how could Mu Jieyu still have the time to read a book? He held the book for half a day without even turning a page. Naturally, he couldn't escape Xuanyuan Zhirong's eyes, but Xuanyuan Zhirong was also sensible enough not to tell the truth.
In order not to make the little girl anxious, she looked away with a smile.
Mu Jieyu breathed a sigh of relief when he felt Xuanyuan Zhirong look away, but couldn't help but look at him curiously.
This glance made Mu Jieyu's heart skip a beat and he couldn't move his eyes away.
Xuanyuan Zhirong has a face that is peerless among men, and Mu Jieyu has seen him in all his splendors. When they first saw him, he was half-hidden, as calm and majestic as a mountain, hidden in the pavilion, hazy and beautiful
People can't help but want to find out; when we see each other again, in the dark moonlight, he is as graceful as an orchid in full bloom in the charming and romantic peach forest, fluttering like a relegated immortal who has left the world and is independent. We meet again at the tomb,
In front of the peonies, the rich and elegant peonies were forced to take a back seat, making him look outstanding...