Black hair covered half of Shen Zui's face. Whenever Shen Ying needed to be intimate with him, Li Ran would inevitably get it. Therefore, it was better to tie up her hair to make it easier for her to get close to Shen Zui.
Li Ran: "..."
What was he thinking just now?
He was wondering whether it would be more convenient to kiss a dragon or tie his hair up.
Li Ran: "..."
I'm confused, why would I have such an idea?
Shen Yu walked over and waved his slender fingers in front of Li Ran, "Why did you suddenly become dazed? This spirit stone is so beautiful?"
Somewhat sour.
Li Ran hurriedly handed the hairpin made from the spiritual stone into Shen Jiong's hand, and continued to bake his tough steamed buns under the tree.
"For me?" Shen Jun was a little surprised, vaguely remembering that the male protagonist seemed to have said something about hair binding?
He lowered his eyes and looked at his ancient hair, which hung down to his waist and was messy. It seemed that he looked a bit like a female ghost with disheveled hair.
The hair that covered part of her face was tangled in a hairpin, and the outline of her drunken face was fully revealed.
He walked up to Li Ran, poked his arm, and asked Lao Gong, "Does it look good? Is it too messy? This is the first time I have tied up my hair like this without even a bronze mirror."
Li Ran turned around. He was so drunk, and his facial features immediately became more three-dimensional, and his elegant and handsome face was fully revealed. He was fair and elegant, and his temperament was excellent.
It was the burnt smell of the steamed buns that brought back Li Ran's eyes, which were intoxicated.
He shifted his gaze in a panic, Li Ran gnawed on the steamed buns, and pretended to be reluctant to speak: "It's okay, it's not too messy."
There was another 'dong dong dong' sound in Li Ran's heart, which made Li Ran peek at him from the corner of her eye.
"You can take a spiritual stone of this color to the market to exchange for money, and then buy me a hairpin at will. You won't have to eat such black steamed buns now." Shen Jun said, wiping Li Li with his fingertips. Burning mouth.
Li Ran thought about it and said, "Indeed."
Just now, his instinct was to think that the spiritual stone could be used as a hairpin, which was slightly worthy of such a stunning white dragon.
Shen Jun noticed something was wrong, "You have already given it to me, and you are not allowed to take it back again."
"Who asked you to remind me?" Li Ran grabbed Shen Ji's hand, then suppressed him, and struck at Shen Ji's hair with his other hand.
Shen drunkenly leaned half of his body, tilting his head towards Li Ran without restraining his strength.
Li Ran immediately held his shoulders, making it useless no matter how much he pushed him, he couldn't push him. He also suppressed the drunken hand at his knees, and slowly took his hand towards the hairpin.
"I don't like you anymore." Shen Jun bit his lower lip, feeling extremely aggrieved. His face was full of dislike for Li Ran.
How can one give something to someone and then get it back? This is the first time Li Ran has given himself something similar to a token of love. For Li Ran, exchanging money is more important. Why is a monk like this? Tacky, can you be more fairy-like and treat him romantically?
Shen Jun noticed that his eyes were sore, so he turned his head away from Li Ran.
Li Ran was stunned when he saw the tears falling from Shen Jui's eyes. It was obviously not the first time that Shen Jui cried in front of him, so why did he feel so distressed.
Ding Ding withdrew his hand, and Li Ran sat aside at a loss as if he had done something hugely wrong.
"Forget it, steamed buns are more delicious." Li Ran picked up the steamed buns on the ground, patted them, and continued to eat them.