After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

: Life is at stake.

He alertly returned half of the photo-taking stone back to the storage ring:

"Not recorded."

Where would Zheng Wan believe:

"You just recorded it."

"Not recorded."

Cui Wang was expressionless and authentic.

With Zheng Wan's suspicious look, he lifted his foot onto the shore.

The Bingquan Pond has no ice power, and in the thick water vapor, the tall and straight Lang Jun shakes his hand and puts on his white robe, his ink hair is barefoot, and he stands on the snow-white blanket with only clear eyes. Looked at her quietly--

However, Zheng Wan's heart is as hard as iron, and he stretched out his hand:

"Bring it."

"No."

"Bring it."

The pale and tender palms were spread out in front of Cui Wang, and he closed his mouth suddenly:

"I don't believe it, you search."

"..."

Zheng Wan laughed angrily: "You dignifiedly return to the market, and you are on the top of the Wuya list of the magical realm. You actually learned to play rogues with others?"

Cui Wang stood stubbornly in place.

That's it.

What can you say to a mallet?

Zheng Wan furiously took out the rake mirror and comb from the storage bracelet, and twisted the simplest single bun in front of the mirror. He couldn't find the hairpin, but he handed it a butterfly hairpin in front of him. The man’s phalanx was long and slender. White, with a small butterfly hairpin.

Zheng Wan glanced, and suddenly blushed.

This hand not only makes good use of the sword, but is also extremely flexible in doing other things.

She took the hairpin in one fell swoop:

"What do I do?"

Cui Wang was silent before saying:

"You can already steam dry your hair by yourself now."

Zheng Wan nodded:

"In the past three years, I have learned a lot."

Hunting animals, skinning, taking blood, killing people, killing animals, everything she thought she would never do before, she did them one by one, even accustomed to it, of course—

She still doesn't like it now.

What she likes is that sitting on the heights of the restaurant, ordering a pot of sake, tasting a plate of Tier 6 Snowy Dragon, listening to the wind, flowers and snowy moon, the apricot kernels do not need to be peeled by hand, someone from Ling Luo presented it--

The exquisite extravagance of the past, which has long been used to form a habit, has been immersed in the bones, and has not been changed even after many years in Xuan Cang.

However, she has now learned to obey, and not to force.

I don't know who sighed in the wind.

Cui Wang leaned slightly, took the jade comb in her hand, raised her hand, and scattered the single buns that she had tied up. The comb was smooth, and she neatly tied a Pisces bun to her, and the butterfly hairpin was crooked on the bun. .

He stepped back two steps and watched for a while.

Zheng Wan took a photo with the rake mirror, and was surprised to find that Cui Wang's craftsmanship was very good, and Pisces bun was agile but not rigid, which really liked her.

"When did you learn?"

She said in surprise.

"Just look at it, why do you need to learn?"

Cui Wang said lightly.

"I'm going out for a while, so I will leave Awan here to accompany you."

"Awan?"

Zheng Wan was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Cui Wang had already released the wooden puppet from the storage ring.

When Ah Wan saw Zheng Wan, he was so happy that he pulled his mouth to his cheek, and ran over:

"Mr. Zheng, ah no, I can be called the monarch, Zhenjun Zheng, Wan Haosheng misses you."

"If Zheng Zhenjun is not here, Awan doesn't even think the cricket is fun anymore."

Cui Wang coughed.

Awan took a look at Cui Wang, and greeted his master, "Daojun."

Then, he kept walking around Zheng Wan in circles.

Zheng Wan looked at the bunch of hair growing on Awan's head inexplicably. It was quite a lot, almost a lot of black, but she clearly remembered: Awan, turned out to be a bald man?

"Awan, why are you growing your hair?"

A Wan flattened his mouth and was about to speak, but Cui Wang raised his foot and walked to the big rock blocking the cave, and pushed the big rock with his sleeves:

"I will come as I go."

But before he got out of the cave, he heard Awan howling in the back:

"I blame Daojun! It's not good where I go, I want to go to the broken place where the birds don't shit. I'm bored, so I braid Awan every day, and the braid is not good. Awan's hair has been changed several times. !"

"..."

Cui Wang walked out casually.

Du Liu Zheng Wan laughed a while later, and imitated him charmingly:

"Just look at it, why do you need to learn?"

Cui Wang paused, then turned his head, his voice deep:

"菀菀......"

Wanwan ignored him.

She reached out and touched Awan's head:

"Awan has worked hard."

Awan sighed angrily:

"Forget it, Daojun is not easy."

Cui Wang had only one thought now. He wanted to plant the rubbing hair on the top of Awan's head, and he was bald.