Chapter 1738 Sweet New Year (14)

The **** who had been silent all this time held her hand, smiling, with gentle eyes.

"tired?"

Yun Si hugged his arm, hummed and yawned, "I'm tired."

"Then let's go back to the inn to rest, shall we?"

He is always very careful and gentle.

The delicate man leaned on him, drooping his eyelids, and nodded.

The **** glanced at the fortune teller without any trace.

The fortune teller immediately stood up and bowed in salute.

The gentle and polite God smiled back, took the people beside him, and left.

soon disappeared into the crowd, never to be seen again.

Leaving behind the fortune teller on the pavement, watching their leaving backs, his face was a little dignified.

There is also a diagram of the divine hexagrams on the table, which is complicated and uses many techniques.

Even if they are gods, few of them can understand.

He sat down again, took a look, his face was serious.

Sitting there, talking to himself, the sound is almost silent.

"The God-appointed empress...is already doomed..."

The born-born beauty, unexpectedly...is the only candidate for that position?

He looked at the divine hexagram and did not move for a long time.

Between the forehead, slight sweat seeps out slightly.

The day has been fixed, no matter how difficult it is to change the fate, if it is forced to change...

I'm afraid, Tiangong will be robbed.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the crowd again.

With a heavy heart.

Back to the inn, the squeamish man who had been relying on Jun Jiu Ge untied his cloak.

Like a cat without bones, it fell on the bed.

The outside is still lively, and there are firecrackers from time to time.

But the joy of the festival can no longer excite the people on the bed.

She hugged the pillow, half-closed her eyes, drowsy.

It looks like she is really tired.

The considerate and considerate son of God stood beside the bed, watching her quietly for a while.

She was drowsy and heartless, his eyelashes drooped, his bony face was calm and his emotions were unclear.

Standing quietly for a while, finally, he sighed softly.

With relief and tolerance.

Soon, the noble **** leaned over and took off her shoes.

He always likes to do these tedious little things by himself.

Like a virtuous wife serving her husband, her movements are gentle, helping her take off her skirt.

In a daze, the person who fell asleep on the bed heartlessly could still feel a warm towel gently wiping her face and hands.

It was he who took care of her, from beginning to end.

The pretty girl who hugged the pillow and felt sleepy, yawned.

Turned over, slightly opened his eyes, rippling and misty, quietly looking at the snow-colored figure beside the bed.

He was helping her fold the dress she had taken off and put it on the shelf beside her.

The movements are exceptionally skillful.

There was noise outside the window, but at some point, he set up a barrier to block the sound.

The room became very quiet, so quiet that only his slight footsteps could be heard.

After folding her dress, he covered her with a quilt.

Pad her the pillow and tuck it in by the corners.

Always extra careful.

Yun Si was sleepy, but she kept looking at him.

Obviously yawned, but didn't sleep for a long time.

Quietly, I don't know what I'm thinking.

The gentle **** leaned over and touched her lightly, his eyes soft.

"What's wrong? Need some water?"

She looked at him fixedly, shaking her head slightly.

"Not thirsty."

She looked at him, very quiet.

"I was just wondering..."

Why are you... so nice to me?

(end of this chapter)