Just when An Xici was about to risk everything and walk out, the door opened a crack and a slender white hand stretched out and handed An Xici a soft red nightgown.
His excessively clean fingers, against the red background, had an illusion of being so white that they were almost transparent.
An Xici looked at it for a while, and then reached out to take the nightgown. Her fingers accidentally touched his, as if a burst of electricity passed through her, and her fingertips felt a slight tingling sensation.
When I looked over again, the hand was gone.
An Xici quickly put on her clothes and walked out. Huangfuyan was already leaning on the bedside reading a book.
His face was calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
An Xibi: "..."
The first battle was declared a failure, and An Xishui decided to keep trying. Didn't Huangfuyan just go to give her clothes? That proves that he is not so angry anymore.
An Xiju walked to the bed and climbed onto the bed, but did not cross Huangfuyan to get inside. Instead, she sat directly on Huangfuyan's lap.
Huangfu Yan: "..." Still didn't raise his head.
An Xici took the book away from his hand and said with a grin: "A Yan, it's so late, it's better not to read. I have something to tell you."
Huangfuyan: "..."Ignore you and let you make your own decisions!
An Xijie didn't mind Huangfuyan's silence, so she moved closer to him. Their faces were almost touching each other, and the tips of their noses were filled with the fragrance of the other person's fresh bath.
It's just that this posture doesn't seem so harmonious no matter how you look at it.
An Xici didn't move, and just stared at Huangfu Yan silently.
Huangfuyan: "..."
The stalemate lasted for half an hour, and Huangfuyan's legs were numb from sitting down. He finally sighed helplessly: "Xi'er, my legs are numb."
"Ah, oh." An Xici climbed down from his lap, kindly reached out and grabbed his thigh without rhythm: "Let me press it for you."
Huangfuyan: "..."
"Are you comfortable?" An Xishui asked coldly.
Huangfuyan: "..."
He stretched out his hand and rubbed An Xici's head, pulled her into his arms and held her: "If anything happens in the future, don't hide it from me."
An Xibi said with great disapproval: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just think that the matter has been solved, why should I tell you and make you worry again? If I can't solve the matter, I will naturally ask you for help.
You help. But why do I have to drag you with me when I can solve things? You know, I have never been someone who overestimates my capabilities."
An Xijie is an independent person. She never feels that her life needs to depend on others. Even though she and Huangfuyan are husband and wife, and their relationship is so close, she also feels that cooperation between the two people is not possible.
Well, whether it's love or not, it's all mutual. If you only rely on one party alone, then how tired will the dependent party be?
Emotions should be equal. Only in this way can they be better maintained.
She didn't understand much, but she had no doubts about her own judgment.
"But Xi'er, I am your husband, and I share your burdens. This is natural." Huangfuyan sometimes really felt that Xi'er was too independent, so the things he could do for her were...