“Just wrap some leaves or animal skins around your waist.
No wonder people here are dressed in rags This place is simply a primitive society.
It's really hard for her to be able to squat in this shabby place for more than half a year Gu Xijiu felt that for a young man like Di Fuyi who was delicate and expensive, he would definitely not be willing to sit on a sheet, so she spread out her own quilt: "You sit here first."
At this point, he suddenly couldn't speak anymore, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.
After just saying a few words, her humble dwelling began to take on a new look.
Di Fuyi seemed to be conjuring a set of tables and chairs from nowhere.
The tables and chairs are all made of rosewood, simple and elegant, and the chairs are covered with soft cushions, which makes you feel comfortable even without sitting down.
Then he brought out a soft couch.
The quilt on the soft couch was soft and the color was consistent with the table and chairs.
Gu Xijiu stared at him dumbfounded, watching as he took out teapots, teacups, clothes, robes, and various beddings from his sleeves.
She pursed her lips, walked over directly, and stared at his sleeves: "You really have a cornucopia hidden here."
Di Fuyi smiled, raised his sleeves, and handed his arm to her: "Come and touch it."
Gu Xijiu felt that this man was her fiancé anyway, and it would be okay to touch his sleeve, so she did so.
The little bronze hands reached into his sleeves, trying to find the cornucopia.
As a result, all she could touch was the soft material of his clothes and the skin on his wrists Strange, where did he put the cornucopia?
Gu Xijiu continued to touch inside without giving up, but still didn't touch anything.
She moved her hand down and touched the cuff of the inner robe.
Maybe it's inside the sleeves of the robe She simply reached into the sleeves of her inner robe and dug inside.
Her palm touched his forearm, upper arm Di Fuyi originally let her touch him with a funny look on his face, but after losing his memory, she became much tougher and cuter.
But when I touched his eyes, his eyes deepened.
There were a lot of calluses on that little hand, and there was even a rough friction feeling when the fingertips touched his skin.
It shouldn't be a very comfortable feeling, but now I'm rubbing his skin.
It's her, her touch is like a feather sweeping over the tip of my heart, it's warm and slightly tingling.
Gu Xijiu has a temperament that won't give up until she achieves her goal.
Naturally, she won't give up if she can't touch her for a while.
The more she touches, the higher she goes.
Before she knows it, she is almost touching the other person's arms.
Her little hands are almost touching her. his shoulders What disappointed her was that even though she had touched it so thoroughly, she still didn't touch anything.
His sleeves were just sleeves, not even an extra strip of cloth.
She finally gave up and was about to retract her hand when Di Fuyi suddenly held her wrist and pushed her.
Gu Xijiu took a few steps back and sat directly on the soft couch.
She was startled and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Di Fuyi held her down: "Don't move, let me see your injury.
Where is it?"
He was so close to her that their breaths almost blended together.
Gu Xijiu's heart was beating fast: "I really don't need to look at it anymore."
"You'd better tell where the injury is, or I'll do a thorough inspection myself."
Di Fuyi half-pressed her body, with a half-smile on his lips.
His voice was very soft, but the look in his eyes was extremely strong
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