pastoral fragrance

Chapter 340
Looking at Xia Yan's thorny facial expression, Qiu Lin really wanted to run away and punch him twice.But this kind of thought was just a thought, in the end she obediently stretched out her small hand, and straightened Xia Yan's clothes, watching Qiu Lin sitting there with his back stiff, his face flushed.But seeing her disheveled temple hair and disheveled clothes, she sat in the distance and took a deep breath, suppressing the heat in her heart.Gently said like water: "A Lin, let me help you curl up your hair."

Hearing this, Qiu Lin suddenly opened his eyes wide, and stared blankly at the gentle and jade-like Mr. Jia Jia who was opposite him.Qiulin has seen these hands take a pulse, write prescriptions, and bake a barbecue, but he has never seen these hands curl someone's hair.A warm current flowed through her heart, making her feel comfortable all over.Qiulin took a breath and nodded with emotion.

Qiulin untied the wooden hairpin used to fix the bun, and a head of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.Qiu Lin used soap locust to wash and nourish her hair on weekdays, and her hair was smooth and black, like silk to the touch.Those thousands of black threads slowly flipped between Xia Yan's hands.Xia Yan's movements were very slow, like a close-up shot used in filming, but he was very serious and careful, and he braided Qiu Lin's hair in an orderly manner.

Those thousands of black hairs are as flexible as silk, with a faint fragrance wrapped around Xia Yan's fingertips, that one head of black hair seems to penetrate through the palm of his hand and wind into his heart, those strands are hard to put down.

Youdao is blue silk, love silk, the ceremony of knotting hair between husband and wife is to tie the hair of two people together, implying love.While Xia Yan was so intoxicated, Qiu Lin's black hair was finally tied up by his dexterous fingers.It's just that Xia Yan didn't put the wooden hairpin on Qiulin's hairpin, but replaced it with the butterfly jade hairpin he gave to Qiulin.

Xia Yan admired his handicraft. Although it was the first time to send hair to a girl, the handicraft was a bit poor after all, but he could barely catch his eyes.Xia Yan squinted a pair of long and narrow Danfeng eyes, which were full of satisfaction and banter.

Qiulin touched left and right, and felt that it was not much different from the bun she usually wears.Now seeing Xia Yan squinting his eyes, looking pleasing to the eye, Qiu Lin not only lowered his brows, but asked nervously, "Is it pretty?"

What Qiulin wants to ask is naturally how she wears this jade hairpin. This jade hairpin is not cheap at first glance, it must have been carefully selected by Xia Yan. Some thoughts?
Xia Yan saw that Qiulin's complexion was fair and tender, which complemented the flying butterfly hosta, he smiled and nodded, "It looks good! A Lin, this hosta is passed down from generation to generation in our family, only to the eldest daughter-in-law. , so you have to keep it safe."

eldest daughter-in-law!When Qiulin heard this, her face turned red again.Qiulin felt that it wasn't that she liked to blush, but that Xia Yan's gestures and gestures were full of heart-warming warmth, which always moved her beyond measure.She hasn't married him yet, but Xia Yan's brother has identified her as his daughter-in-law. Now that they are not married, he even gave her this ancestral thing. Qiulin's heart overflowed with warmth, and she was so happy Extremely, finally wept with joy.

"Brother Xia Yan, thank you!" Qiu Lin sincerely thanked Xia Yan for his devotion and sincerity.At first, Qiulin thought that love could not be met, until she met Xia Yan and saw Xia Yan's dedication to herself, and her heart was also biased towards him unconsciously. Among the crowd, she always Is used to capture his figure.With him by her side, she felt that her heart was full, and that feeling was very solid and real.If Xia Yan was not by her side, she would miss her involuntarily.

What is this feeling but falling in love?Qiulin is very glad that he was able to meet Xia Yan among thousands of people. He gave her irreplaceable warmth and love.So at this moment, she really wants to thank God, thank Xia Yan, for being able to be with him in this life, laughing at the wind and rain of the years, she feels that in this life, she has not come to the world in vain!Qiulin's eyes were red, and his pupils were soon moistened with tears.Tears accumulated more and more in the eyes, as if the breeze blows in the blink of an eye, pearly tears are about to fall.

The smile on Xia Yan's face was as warm as the winter sun, making one feel like a spring breeze.He wiped away the tears from Qiulin's face one by one, and said softly, "Alin, I said that you should be grateful to me, and you can use another method."

Qiu Lin recalled the way he said it, and recalled the fiery, lingering, reluctant kiss, and his little face turned red again.Qiulin shyly watched the eyes of the man opposite him close, and his pink lips glowed with a charming color. Qiulin suppressed the beating heartbeat like a deer, leaned closer, and pressed his lips to his lips.

It was just a kiss like a superficial kiss, and Qiulin retreated shyly.But how could Xia Yan let her go so easily, his iron-like arms tightly framed Qiu Lin, blocking her way of retreating, his lips pressed together, and continued to linger.Qiu Lin's eyes widened, and Xia Yan's kiss made her gasp.The two rubbed each other's ears and temples together, and finally parted. Qiulin leaned on the sedan chair door to pant, and stared at Xia Yan who had succeeded in stealing the fragrance. Qiulin felt like falling into a wolf's den.

In fact, I think Xia Yan is a gentle and soft sheep, but now I deeply understand that this guy is a black-bellied wolf at all!Poor me is the sheep who was tricked by this black-bellied wolf!The regret in Qiulin's heart!

Walking through the country road, the sound of carriages, horses and people became bustling. Qiulin lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and took a look, feeling in his heart that the carriage had arrived in the town before he knew it.At this moment the coachman was driving the horses towards the thatched shed where the carriages and oxcarts were kept.

(End of this chapter)