Ye Rongxuan saw that the tip of Gu Chen's nose was moving slightly, which suddenly reminded her of some kind of energetic little animal. She looked at Gu Chen lovingly and patted the back of her hand gently, "At home, everything is up to you.
Come with your heart, don't hold back."
After knowing this child for several years, his heart is still the same. The old man is right about people, and so is Zhaoan. Such a good girl cannot be wronged when she marries into the Duan family.
Gu Chen thought of Duan Zhaoan's faint green bamboo scent, which was refreshing and pleasant, yet steady, and asked with a smile: "Where is the old house making the green bamboo-like fragrance?"
Only those who are close can smell the scent on their bodies. Ye Rongxuan pursed her lips and smiled, dignified yet noble, "They are all from the old house. Just tell me what flower fragrance you like, and they can be made at the old house."
"I don't like any fragrance, I'm just curious." Gu Chen didn't think it was unusual to have a fragrance maker in the Duan family's old house, so naturally he wouldn't be surprised.
You must know that all perfumes are used nowadays, there are no perfume makers. Only big families like the Duan family with aristocratic heritage still have such old craftsmanship.
She was neither alarmed nor anxious, nor did she ask any further questions. Instead, Ye Rongxuan felt that Gu Chen was calm and majestic.
"After a tiring day, you go upstairs and wash up and take a hot bath. Aunt Ren added some Chinese herbal medicine to the bathtub. It will be good for your health if you take more baths." Gu Chen's foundation is not very good. Ye Rongxuan knows that it is everywhere.
Take good care of it.
Someone takes care of you, someone cares about you, this is the warmth of home.
When Gu Chen took a traditional Chinese medicine bath and came out with the fragrance of medicine, she saw that there was another person in the bedroom where she was alone. Duan Zhaoan, who had returned from a walk with the old man, was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and relaxing.
"Going back so early?" This time, Gu Chen was a little surprised. She deliberately stayed there for a while, thinking that he would return to the room later.
Duan Zhaorong suddenly returned to Beijing without any news to his family in advance. Shouldn't the old man take the two brothers who had rebelled against him without notifying him in advance to the study to ask questions?
The wicker chair had an old army-green towel draped on the armrests. Duan Zhaoan took the towel and stood up from the wicker chair, "I was originally going to be taken to the study to have a good conversation, but as a result, my uncle happened to catch up, so I
Got away."
Lovers talk much more casually. Duan Zhaoan is completely relaxed in front of Gu Chen and can crack some jokes. Since he can liven up the atmosphere, Gu Chen will not think that he is really reticent in front of anyone.
He is taciturn in front of others, but in front of her, he talks a lot.
"That's really a bad time to come back." Gu Chen agreed with a smile, but it's not a bad time to come back. At least, her man can miss a meal of reminders and lectures, so that Duan Zhaorong, who has been away for seven years, will have a hard time.
The Chinese herbal medicine Aunt Ren put in the bathtub could even be soaked in the hair. Gu Chen lay all over the bathtub and his long hair was wet and stained with the fragrance of the medicine.
Duan Zhaoan motioned for Gu Chen to lie down on the wicker chair and he came to dry her hair.
As long as they were together, Duan Zhaoan would take care of him every time he washed and dried his hair. Gu Chen would not refuse and lay down obediently.
"Fortunately, I don't have long hair, otherwise, how would you wipe it?" Lying down, Gu Chen leaned against the wicker chair. The curves of her body in her thin pajamas followed the curvature of the wicker chair and came into Duan Zhaoan's eyes.
