The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 288 The Little Lady of the Han in the Mountains (68)

"Miss..."

Yun Yuan closed the door, turned around, and saw Meng Qiansheng standing behind her.

She ignored Meng Qiansheng, walked quickly to the closet, opened a small drawer, and took out a small box from it.

As soon as the box was opened, Meng Qiansheng smelled a faint fragrance.

"My lady, what is this?" Meng Qiansheng asked.

"Incense." Yun Yuan put it in the incense burner, and after lighting it, wisps of smoke with a faint fragrance rose slowly from the incense burner.

Meng Qiansheng sniffed it, and felt that the fragrance was really pleasant, "Lady, why do you want to burn incense?"

"You don't like it?"

"like."

Yun Yuan walked to the window and put down one side of the bed curtain.

The bed curtain was very thin, and Meng Qiansheng, who was sitting on the bed, stared at Yun Yuan through a layer of veil.

The two slender lotus arms were slowly raised, and placed on the shiny and smooth black hair, green fingers touched the hair band that bound the hair, and pulled it lightly.

The headband was loosened, and the ink-splashed hair spread out and spread evenly behind her.

"It's late at night, go to sleep." Yun Yuan's voice was full of sleepiness.

Meng Qiansheng looked up at the moon outside the window, and reached for the tulle with his hand.

Touching the tulle with your fingertips is like touching someone close at hand.

The slender hand flicked the hair, which was obviously a very casual movement, but in Meng Qiansheng's view, everything had a beautiful filter added, just like a fairy descending to earth.

Yun Yuan lay down, saw that Meng Qiansheng hadn't moved for a long time, turned his head, and saw him staring at her blankly, with affectionate and obsessive eyes.

"Miss, you are so pretty." Meng Qiansheng didn't have fancy words to describe what he thought in his heart, he only knew that his wife was very pretty, so pretty, so that he could no longer tolerate others in his eyes.

Yun Yuan raised his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes were full of water, lingering for thousands of turns, his soft and pink lips slightly raised, smiling sweetly.

"Then take your time, I'm going to bed first." After speaking, she yawned and really closed her eyes.

Meng Qiansheng maintained the posture of opening the gauze curtain, staring at Yun Yuan who was sleeping with his eyes closed for several minutes.

Afterwards, he climbed onto the bed, folded his hands on his stomach, and looked as if he had been specially posed.

……

Yun Yuan was awakened by a strange commotion.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar face magnified in front of her eyes, and her eyeballs were fixed on Meng Qiansheng who was moving around.

Exactly the same eyebrows, exactly the same nose and lips.

At this moment, even the eyes are exactly the same.

"Meng Qiansheng, I recognize you." Yun Yuan raised his hand and caressed his handsome face, "You are so stupid and not smart at all, how could you not recognize me!"

There is simply no way to mix the two together.

"My lady, what are you talking about?" Meng Qiansheng didn't understand, only understood that she recognized him, held her face in excitement, and said with a naive smile: "I'm stupid, but you just like it."

"You're quite proud of yourself."

"Being liked by you is of course proud."

Yun Yuan smiled, put two slender fingers together, and flicked on his forehead.

There was a loud bang, echoing in the quiet room.

Meng Qiansheng looked at her sly smile, lowered his head and kissed her.

Yun Yuan was stunned by his sudden action, Meng Qiansheng saw that she was unresponsive, and covered her forehead with his big palm.

It's not hot, it's not uncomfortable, it's just...

Meng Qiansheng laughed and said, "My lady, are you scared..."

"No, how could I be scared." Yun Yuan recovered and said calmly.

However, Meng Qiansheng's next move made her completely unable to calm down!

(End of this chapter)