Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 259

Madam Ruan straightened He's collar again, and instructed him worriedly.

"It's your first time attending this kind of banquet, so be honest when you get there. I've greeted Concubine Shu, and she will take good care of you."

Concubine Shu and Mrs. Ruan were close friends in her boudoir when she was not out of the cabinet, and they had a very good friendship.

He nodded again: "Mother, don't worry, I know it well."

Madam Ruan took a look at the young man standing quietly behind He You, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

She sighed slightly, hoping that this trip would go well without any trouble.

He was helped into the carriage again. The interior of the carriage was spacious and comfortable, covered with thick blankets.

Sangbi wrapped her in a small blanket, and when she saw that she wanted to go out, she immediately stopped her.

"Miss, guard Yan has to stay outside."

After all, it's not in the mansion. As a bodyguard, you have to look like a bodyguard. You can't ride in a carriage with the young lady.

He Youwei retracted her legs that were about to step forward, and she sighed gloomily.

"It's so cold outside now."

What if her little beauty is frozen to death?
Sang Bi was helpless: "The bodyguard Yan is a martial arts practitioner, and he is in good health."

He looked at her with complicated eyes: "You don't understand."

It doesn't matter whether you practice martial arts or not, it's only that big, a fluffy little ball, and it's easy to get sick.

Sangbi:? ? ?
What do I not understand?
The coachman looked at the young man sitting quietly next to him, and coughed a few times.

"Is the boy cold?"

Yan Huai propped up one leg, the corner of his dark blue clothes was blown by the wind, his plain white hands were loosely resting on his knees, the young man looked down lazily, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, he looked like a lazy little animal .

Hearing what the coachman said, he just shook his head coldly.

The driver looked at his slightly thin clothes, and silently wrapped himself tightly.

He's cold anyway.

The carriage was driving slowly on the road, and the clouds in the sky were dyed red by the orange.

The decorations on the street have already begun, and a delicate lantern is hung on the stalls.

He endured it for a while, and sneakily lifted a corner of the car curtain.

Yan Huai was sitting in front of the car, and He reached out and poked his waist again.

The boy turned around and looked down at her slightly, with doubts in his eyes.

He asked him again in a low voice: "Are you cold?"

The cold wind blew on the back of He You's hands, and she shrank back from the cold.

Yan Huai pursed his lips lightly, his eyes lightly fell on He You's bright red lips, and he nodded casually.

He turned back to dig around again, took out a small blanket, and stuffed it to him through a small gap.

"Just cover it."

Yan Huai took it and put it on his knee.

After a while, He sneakily revealed his little head again.

This time, she gave Yan Huai a plate of snacks.

"Eat something to pad your stomach, we should be late when we come back."

Like a little hamster, she poked her head furtively and kept stuffing Yan Huai with things.

Sangbi: ...She is probably not an invisible person.

It was troublesome for He to move back and forth in the spacious carriage, so she simply took off the blankets from the bed, sat on the thick blankets, and chatted with Yan Huai by the door.

Most of the time it was He You who was talking, she was muttering in a low voice, making complaints slowly.

Yan Huai just listened quietly, gently curling the corner of the blanket with his slender fingers, the young man smiled.

He You still had nuts wrapped in his mouth, and he didn't forget to talk while chewing.

She glanced at Sang Bi quietly, and chatted with Yan Huai through the curtain of the car.

"Sangbi won't let me call you in. She's still glaring at me when she sees me sitting here."

Sangbi took a deep breath: "Miss, this servant can hear you."

She's still out of breath!
He grabbed the corner of his eye and pulled it down again, making a face at her.

"A little bit."

Sangby: ...OK, she's dead.

(End of this chapter)