After Qin Wentian returned to the room, she stood in front of the bronze mirror and took a picture for a long time, her hair was ...... It's so pretty!

If...... How nice it would be for her to tie his hair every day in the future!

Looking at the hosta in the bronze mirror, Qin Wentian's heart was very happy, if ...... If it's a dream, he hopes he never wakes up!

This night, Qin Wentian stood in front of the bronze mirror, reluctant to spread his hair, and in the end, he could only lie on the bed with his hair tied, and he was even reluctant to move it for the whole night, because he was afraid that he would mess up the hair she tied for him......

On this night, Qin Wentian had a very beautiful dream, he dreamed: she said that she loved him, she was willing to marry him, she agreed to join him, she tied his hair with her own hands and gave him a hosta......

She was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, and walked into the Qin Mansion with him, and in a bright red, she gently lifted his hijab, and she opened it with her own hands, and she tied his hair......

Her dark eyes looked at him, and she said, "Husband, you are so beautiful!"

She gently lowered the curtain......

She hugged his waist tenderly, and he took her petite body into his arms......

Her body...... Exuding her unique fragrance, her body is so warm......

Her skin was as smooth as fine silk......

In the moonlight, he saw her lying on the bed in a red veil, her long inky hair scattered over her body, black, red, white, three colors intertwined with each other......

Qin Wentian only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, more and more uncomfortable, and his mood was becoming more and more irritable......

"The head of the house?"

Just when Qin Wentian didn't know what to do, in a trance, he heard someone calling him......

"The head of the house?"

Who is calling him?

"The head of the house?"

Qin Wentian opened his eyes irritably, and the bedroom was already bright. Reading Word Pavilion

At this time, his bedroom was no different from usual, and there was no red color as far as his eyes could see......

He...... Is it dreaming?

He actually ...... Shameless, dreamed...... Her body!

How could he ...... Such......

How could he ...... In a dream, with her ......

He really is...... It's so shameless!

If...... She knows...... She's going to dislike him!

She had just given him a hosta, how could he ...... Think of her like this?

If she knew...... Will she regret giving him a hosta?

No!

She won't know!

She won't know...... His dreams!

Dream?

He dreamed of her body...... I dreamed that she was married to him...... I dreamed that she tied his hair...... I dreamed that she agreed to join the ......

She agreed to join him, she tied his hair, and she gave him hostas...... Could it be all his dreams?

No!

These are not dreams!

Qin Wentian hurriedly touched his hair, he wanted to prove that he was not dreaming!

But his hands were empty, and he didn't tie his hair!

No, it won't! No......

Qin Wentian hurriedly rummaged on the bed, she must have given him a hosta......

He knows...... He must not be dreaming!

Certain!

"The head of the house?"

Cuizhu looked at the bed with a surprised face, and the head of the house ...... What are you doing?

Why did he call the head of the house so many times outside the door, but the head of the house did not answer?

Head of House...... Are you looking for something?

"Head of the house? What are you looking for? The villain helps you find it? ”

"No!"

Qin Wentian rejected Cuizhu without thinking about it, he believed that he would definitely be able to find it!

That hosta was something she gave him, how could he let other men touch it?