The handful of black hair held by my hand was like flowing water.

At this time, she was pressed into the dressing mirror, and she looked like a Rapunzel with a jade-like appearance.

Yu Jun seemed to be very relieved. She closed her eyes slightly and did not speak. Her slender eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly. She didn't know what she was thinking, or she was simply immersed in this warmth.

Zhang Youshuang acted like a cat, picked up a towel and wiped it twice, and suddenly found several conspicuous white sticks.

Zhang Youshuang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that she and Yu Jun were no longer young.

"I have gray hair," she said, "I'll help you pull it out."

"good."

He said.

Finally finished all this, Zhang Youshuang breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment I raised my eyes, Yu Jun's gaze collided in the mirror.

It was dark and heavy, like two balls of black mercury, and also as clear as a cold night outside the border.

Yu Jun sat quietly in front of the dressing table for a while, took the initiative to avoid his sight and said, "Sleep."

Although Yu Jun took the initiative to avoid her sight, for some reason, she had the illusion of being targeted by some animal.

Zhang Youshuang was so nervous that she almost bit her tongue: "Okay, okay."

...

Damn.

Her intuition was indeed fulfilled.

It is said that you can escape from the first day of the lunar month and cannot escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

That night, Zhang Youshuang felt like a noodles that were forced to be stretched repeatedly.

“Off, turn off the lights.”

Her face turned red, her eyes were dull, and she struggled to death.

Yu Jun lowered his eyes to her, but his hands kept moving, "Yes."

Well, what, right? Didn’t you say you want to turn off the lights?

"I want to see you."

His breathing was slightly chaotic and he tried his best to calm down.

The literati and slutty are indeed a first-class person when they become sulky.

That night, she practiced her experience of the horror of a man who had been missing for more than 40 years.

This was nothing. What made Zhang Youshuang collapse the most was that she was poor in body shape, and it was not her fault to be short!

The next morning, she volunteered to help Yu Jun comb his hair again.

As usual, he agreed, but hugged her on his knees and gently kissed her forehead. When the big palms with distinct joints were holding her waist, her feet thrust hard on his feet for a few times, almost unable to step on the ground.

After this battle, Zhang Youshuang gritted his teeth and finally understood something.

Yu Jun seems to be light in everything, as quiet as the sea, but it is different from the cold iceberg ascetic system.

His personality can be said to be almost gentle and soft, and he was calmly accused of Zhang Youshuang and his former colleagues in the court.

Less said, right, not good at expressing, but once you open your heart, you will be straight.

Although she lets her clay sculptures, she can counterattack very calmly once she gets the opportunity.

So this is considered a further attack, can you take a step back?
Chapter completed!