Chapter 639： President Lu misunderstood

The corners of Xia Weibao's mouth raised slightly.

In this different world, she finally was no longer alone and finally had her own home.

After Lu Hualiang washed the sheets and threw them into the dryer, he came out and saw Xia Weibao sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair.

He walked over.

Xia Weibao turned his head, smiled sweetly at him, and shook the peach comb in his hand.

"Husband, come and help me comb my hair."

He used to comb her hair best, and he also used this comb.

This is their token of love.

He said that as long as his love for her is immortal, this mahogany comb will not rot, it is actually true.

Seeing the girl's charming face, Lu Hualiang's heart was pricked hard.

This comb belongs to the man in her heart.

It turned out that it was still a stand-in.

She was so active last night and gave him innocence.

Just said I love him again.

He thought that she had accepted him in her heart instead of treating him as a substitute for that man.

But I don't want to be passionate.

Some self-deprecating smiles, things that have been expected a long time ago, why bother to deceive yourself.

At least, she stayed, didn't she.

"it is good."

I opened my mouth and realized that my throat was a bit dry and his mouth was bitter.

The loss in his eyes was quickly covered up, and when Xia Weibao looked at him, there was no abnormality.

Xia Weibao didn't notice his strangeness, so he passed the peach wood comb into his hand and smiled sweetly at him.

Then turned around and looked in the mirror to see him dressing her up.

Her hair is very straight, the roots are very soft, and the unprocessed natural hair hangs smoothly to the waist.

It feels very comfortable.

Lu Hualiang moved gently, looking at the three thousand green silks in front of him, a little lost.

Dress up the mirror and raise the eyebrows.

What a happy scene.

If the person in her heart is him, and if the person she wants to comb her hair is him, that would be great.

It's a pity that he can't get into her heart.

"Does my hair look good."

Xia Weibao smiled shyly from her little daughter's.

She used to have very smooth black hair, and the emperor loved her every time she combed her hair.

Now the hair of this body is the same as before, very beautiful.

Looking at herself in the mirror, and the man combing her hair, it seemed as if she was back a thousand years ago.

In the harem hall, the days when the emperor and her were dressing up in the mirror.

Full of happiness almost overflowed from my heart.

Xia Weibao's smile seemed to be smeared with honey, sweet enough to bubble, and still pink bubbles.

There is a smile between the eyebrows, which is not sweet.

Seeing him smiling again and again, Lu Hualiang couldn't say anything in his heart.

She is his woman, staying beside him at this moment, but thinking of another man in her heart.

Is there anything more hurtful than this.

My heart is battered.

But he didn't even have the qualifications to blame, because he once said that as long as she stays with him, it doesn't matter if she is a substitute.

"Why don't you comb it?"

Seeing that Lu Hua hadn't moved for a long time, Xia Weibao was puzzled.

Looking up, he caught his lonely and sad eyes.

It flashed past, and was covered by his gentle and gentle gaze.

"Just thinking about something."

Lu Hualiang said calmly and continued to comb her hair.

He behaved very calmly, nothing unusual.

However, the injured eyes just now lingered in Xia Weibao's mind.

"What's wrong with you, aren't you happy?"

"No, I suddenly thought of some things in the company, small things."

Xia Weibao frowned, it was strange for her to believe him.