NOVEL SIMPLE my villain is too cute
Chapter 132 The General's Little Petite (32)
Chapter 132 The General's Little Petite (32)
The cold and hard side face was soft, a little sweat appeared on the bridge of the high nose, and the pale pink lips were pursed lightly, with a focused and serious expression.
There was mist in Bai Li's eyes, he had never heard of any wife who cooks in person.
She is the best person in this world to herself.
At this time, a breeze came slowly, and the hair on the side of Han Jin's face was blown onto his cheeks.
Her hands were inconvenient, so she could only tilt her head, her hair didn't move at all, maybe it was a little itchy, and her face was wrinkled from the cold.
Indifferent's face was wrinkled and looked a little cute, not as alienated and indifferent as usual.
Bai Li smiled softly, and walked slowly in front of her to straighten her hair. The two figures were reflected on the window paper, warm and beautiful.
……
Bai Li is busy at Yanmenglou, and Han Jin is busy training recruits in the barracks.
Time passed quietly like this, and it was the day of spring hunting in a blink of an eye.
The location of the spring hunt is Wangjing Mountain in the outskirts, and the height from the foot of the mountain is terrifying.
Halfway up the hillside is a large piece of green grass, and the gentle wind blows and sets off waves, like a large piece of green silk.
The middle of the meadow is separated by a small stream, which trickles from top to bottom.
On the top of the mountain is a huge forest with tall and green trees.
The lush leaves block the sun, and the wind blows and makes the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other.
There are only a few scattered rays of sunlight passing through the gaps, and the shadows of trees formed on the ground are mottled.
Except for the dense forest on the top of the mountain, there is a large piece of clean and flat grassland.
The mountain is royal and hunts here every spring and fall.
Colorful tents are set up on the grass on the top of the mountain, and there are two rows of chairs on the left side of the tents.
Han Jin sat on the chair and leaned carelessly behind, his white skin was almost transparent under the sun.
The long eyelashes drooped, making it hard to see the emotions in the eyes, the pale pink lips were pursed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and the emotions exuding from her body were obviously depressed.
A hand with well-proportioned knuckles held the glass wine glass, shaking it gently, causing layers of ripples.
The wine glass is sweet and delicious peach blossom wine. The colored liquid lining the wine glass is more exquisite, and the hand that is lining it is even whiter.
The eyes of the young masters sitting in the distance were full of astonishment, and they secretly looked at her from the corner of their eyes.
Whispering something in their mouths, and exclaiming from time to time, a red cloud rose on their cheeks every time.
Zhang Li sat next to her and looked at her teasingly: "Your face is really eye-catching."
He gave her a strange look when he didn't hear the answer, but there was no emotion on her face.
"What are you doing?"
Hearing the voice in his ear, Han Jin came back to his senses, a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes: "The spring hunting will take two days."
Zhang Li rolled his eyes in disgust: "Are you a husband slave?"
Han Jin snorted lightly, and looked at Zhang Li contemptuously: "I am, you don't think so yet."
Seeing Han Jin admit it with a straight face, and hearing the words behind, Zhang Li's expression was complicated, and he ignored her directly.
Zhang Li looked at the figure sitting in the distance with loneliness in his eyes.
"Why didn't you express your heart to him?" Han looked at her in puzzlement.
"It's not that it's all about protection."
Zhang Li didn't turn his head back, and looked straight at Xia Yu.
"What I said is that there is really no way, you haven't even said it yet." Han Jin said speechlessly.
Zhang Li glanced back at her, sighed softly: "If he said so, what should he do if he dislikes me?"
"How do you know that he will dislike you? If he likes you too, are you waiting for a boy to take the initiative?"
(End of this chapter)
The cold and hard side face was soft, a little sweat appeared on the bridge of the high nose, and the pale pink lips were pursed lightly, with a focused and serious expression.
There was mist in Bai Li's eyes, he had never heard of any wife who cooks in person.
She is the best person in this world to herself.
At this time, a breeze came slowly, and the hair on the side of Han Jin's face was blown onto his cheeks.
Her hands were inconvenient, so she could only tilt her head, her hair didn't move at all, maybe it was a little itchy, and her face was wrinkled from the cold.
Indifferent's face was wrinkled and looked a little cute, not as alienated and indifferent as usual.
Bai Li smiled softly, and walked slowly in front of her to straighten her hair. The two figures were reflected on the window paper, warm and beautiful.
……
Bai Li is busy at Yanmenglou, and Han Jin is busy training recruits in the barracks.
Time passed quietly like this, and it was the day of spring hunting in a blink of an eye.
The location of the spring hunt is Wangjing Mountain in the outskirts, and the height from the foot of the mountain is terrifying.
Halfway up the hillside is a large piece of green grass, and the gentle wind blows and sets off waves, like a large piece of green silk.
The middle of the meadow is separated by a small stream, which trickles from top to bottom.
On the top of the mountain is a huge forest with tall and green trees.
The lush leaves block the sun, and the wind blows and makes the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other.
There are only a few scattered rays of sunlight passing through the gaps, and the shadows of trees formed on the ground are mottled.
Except for the dense forest on the top of the mountain, there is a large piece of clean and flat grassland.
The mountain is royal and hunts here every spring and fall.
Colorful tents are set up on the grass on the top of the mountain, and there are two rows of chairs on the left side of the tents.
Han Jin sat on the chair and leaned carelessly behind, his white skin was almost transparent under the sun.
The long eyelashes drooped, making it hard to see the emotions in the eyes, the pale pink lips were pursed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and the emotions exuding from her body were obviously depressed.
A hand with well-proportioned knuckles held the glass wine glass, shaking it gently, causing layers of ripples.
The wine glass is sweet and delicious peach blossom wine. The colored liquid lining the wine glass is more exquisite, and the hand that is lining it is even whiter.
The eyes of the young masters sitting in the distance were full of astonishment, and they secretly looked at her from the corner of their eyes.
Whispering something in their mouths, and exclaiming from time to time, a red cloud rose on their cheeks every time.
Zhang Li sat next to her and looked at her teasingly: "Your face is really eye-catching."
He gave her a strange look when he didn't hear the answer, but there was no emotion on her face.
"What are you doing?"
Hearing the voice in his ear, Han Jin came back to his senses, a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes: "The spring hunting will take two days."
Zhang Li rolled his eyes in disgust: "Are you a husband slave?"
Han Jin snorted lightly, and looked at Zhang Li contemptuously: "I am, you don't think so yet."
Seeing Han Jin admit it with a straight face, and hearing the words behind, Zhang Li's expression was complicated, and he ignored her directly.
Zhang Li looked at the figure sitting in the distance with loneliness in his eyes.
"Why didn't you express your heart to him?" Han looked at her in puzzlement.
"It's not that it's all about protection."
Zhang Li didn't turn his head back, and looked straight at Xia Yu.
"What I said is that there is really no way, you haven't even said it yet." Han Jin said speechlessly.
Zhang Li glanced back at her, sighed softly: "If he said so, what should he do if he dislikes me?"
"How do you know that he will dislike you? If he likes you too, are you waiting for a boy to take the initiative?"
(End of this chapter)
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