Chapter 350

"Do you really know?" Mu Qingge couldn't help asking again.

Rong Jue didn't pay any attention to her. Her face was light. She reached for the white elephant tooth comb on the dressing table and combed it on her long black hair.

Her long hair is very black and shiny, from the top of the hair to the end of the hair, there is no obstacle.

At the beginning, his movements were not natural. When he combed, they were stiff, but gradually they were more natural. His movements were gentle, like he was afraid of hurting her.

Mu Qingge looks at his star eyes slightly drooping, with a serious look and curved eyebrows.

"What's so funny?" He glimpsed her smile in the mirror and asked faintly.

Mu Qingge chuckled, "I'm thinking, if you can comb your hair, I don't know how to do it."

Rong Jue was amused to see her like this.

He did not say anything, still fine for her to comb thick long hair.

Looking at more and more supple and smooth, touching cool and soft long hair, somehow, a poem came into his mind.

Once combed to the end, there is no need to worry about wealth;

Second comb comb to the head, no disease and worry;

Three combs to the head, many sons and many longevity;

Then comb to the end, raise a case and eyebrow;

Two combs to the tail, the double wing altogether flies;

Three combs to the end, knot together.

There is a beginning and an end.

She is his first wife

He used to listen to this poem and didn't feel much about it, but now he finds that this is the best look of love.

Rong Jue's appearance was plain, a little arrogant, but now it has changed.

Looking at his extremely gentle side face, mu Qingge's heartbeat is accelerating involuntarily.

She raised her forehead and sighed, "I don't understand."

"Well? Don't understand what? "

MuQing singer supported on both sides of the stool, shaking his legs leisurely, sighed: "I don't understand why there are such beautiful people like you in this world, who are fascinated by you."

There are many people in the world who praise Rong Jue, but no one has ever said so plainly in front of him. And those who say it are still admiring light songs.

She also used the word "Ecstasy".

Rong Jue felt that she was simply showing her love. Her ears were a little red, and a pair of clear spring eyes flashed by. He coughed and was about to speak when suddenly there was a tap on the door.

It was Ji Ziyan who went to the door and came back. He patted the door and asked, "little mother, you should get up, right?"

What Rong Jue wanted to say was interrupted.

Rong Jue's forehead was full of blue tendons. He doubted whether Ji Ziyan was born to conquer him!

"Poof!" Mu Qingge didn't notice Rong Jue's look. He looked up and laughed. "I knew he would come back in a quarter of an hour."

Rong Jue Mou son is cold, "throw him, he probably can't come back again."

Mu Qingge turned his head and glanced at him, "what's the matter? What's the matter with him? Or are you still angry about what happened before him? " Last night, Ji Ziyan's children provoked Rong Jue so much that they even gave him to HuaLao as an apprentice.

He didn't think about it. Ji Ziyan was just under three years old and couldn't grasp the sword. How could he learn from old Hua?

Rong Jue, with a black face, snorted and said nothing.

Outside the door, Ji Ziyan's ears were sharp. He seemed to hear the voice coming from inside. He yelled: "people hear the voice! Little mother, you wake up, don't you? Open the door

Mu Qingge was very angry. He knew that it was no good not to let him in, so he said: "wake up, you come in."

As soon as mu Qingge said this, Rong Jue twisted her eyebrows, but she didn't say anything. She just looked at her with helpless eyes.

Ji Ziyan outside the door heard mu Qingge's words, cheered and chirped: "housekeeper, open the door quickly!"

"Yes."

The housekeeper answered, and the door of Mu Qingge opened.

As soon as the door opened, Ji Ziyan jumped in.

"Little mother ~" he rolled his big round eyes and came in looking for someone. Because there was a distance between the dressing table and the bed, and for the sake of privacy, he used several elegant rows of screens to separate them, so he didn't find anyone at the bedside for the first time.

He said, "little mother! Where are you hiding? "

"Here I am." Mu light song to help the forehead, no good voice, "behind the screen."

Ji Ziyan's eyes lit up and ran in the direction of the sound, and went into the screen.

Once inside, Ji Ziyan saw Rong Jue for the first time.

He craned his neck and raised his head to see him, as if wondering, "brother? Why are you here? Are you here to sleep with your mother? "

The child asked naively. The housekeeper and Chunhan, who heard him at the door, blushed and bowed their heads.

Mu Qingge's forehead danced.

Rong Jue glanced at Ji Ziyan condescensively. The coldness of his eyes melted a lot. He praised Ji Ziyan: "yes, it's very eye-catching."

Housekeeper Chun Han and others: "I'm not sure."

It's rare to be praised by his brother. Ji Ziyan's little friend was very happy and clapped his hand and said, "then I'll sleep with my mother, too!"

Rong Jue felt that her hair was almost combed and she could pull it. She was studying how to comb a good sideburns with mu Qingge in her hand. Hearing Ji Ziyan's words, his face sank, "Ji Ziyan, get out of here!"

"Why do you attack me?" Ji Ziyan was not afraid of death, and said, "only you can sleep with your mother, I can't?"

"Housekeeper!" Rong Jue didn't answer Ji Ziyan's words at all, and his face turned completely black. "Take him out!"

Ji Ziyan's mouth was shriveled, his eyes were tearful, "brother, you are fierce!"

"Black heart, that's enough." Mu Qingge frowns, slightly sideways, pulls Ji Ziyan down and follows him, puts him between his legs, hugs his small body, and says to Rong Jue: "he's just a child under three years old. Are you angry with him?"

Rong Jue's eyes were very dark and did not answer.

No matter how small a child is, it will grow up.

... he'll mind.

When the housekeeper heard Rong Jue's words, he came in.

He didn't know what they were doing. When he saw that Rong Jue was very careful, but it was hard to hide his strange action of waving his hair to Mu Qingge, his eyes widened.

"Wang, Wang Ye..."

"Housekeeper, forget about the black heart. Let's get breakfast ready and we'll go out."

At the same time, the two masters told him to take the child out and leave first. The housekeeper looked at Ji Ziyan, who was in Mu Qingge's arms, and thought that he could not be wrong to listen to his wife.

So he bowed away.