Chapter 476: Jealous

Chapter 476 is jealous
"Do you pick good jewelry?" Ouyang Shaohao looked at Murong Xue and asked softly.

How is this?
Murong Xue picked up a plum blossom and asked Ouyang’s opinion.
Ouyang Shaohao shook his head: "It doesn't match the hairpin."
"What about this?" Murong Xue picked up a golden step of powdered lotus.
"Not too good." Ouyang Shaohao shook his head, slender hand like jade dialed in the jewelry, took out a sapphire hairpin, gently inserted into the Murong Xuefa, in an instant, her bright face Was reflected a bit brighter.
Murong Xue turned to the bronze mirror, left and right, and nodded with satisfaction: "The hair you picked is pretty."
Ouyang Shaosheng gave her a look: "If you have a problem with your eyes, you can't pick up a beautiful hair."
Murong Xue’s bright face was gloomy and he swayed to Ouyang Shaohao:
Ouyang Shaohao!

Ouyang Shaohao reached out and grabbed her soft boneless hand, pulled her up, and sat down on her chair. She said, "You should help me comb."
Murong Xue glanced at him, took the wooden comb, and combed his hair vigorously. His hair was like silk, and it was smoother than her. No matter how powerful she is, the wooden comb is sliding from the beginning to the end. I don’t hurt him at all.
Murong Xue grabbed his hair and sneaked a few times before he took the wooden comb. He slowly helped him to comb the ink. The white jade crown was placed farther away. Murong Xue went over and took it. The hair is slightly loose, and the ink is all scattered...
Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: "I am combing again!"
"No hurry, take your time!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, and did not despise her.
Night Dust stood in the middle of the outer room, watching Ouyang Shaohao completely relaxed sitting in the chair, Murong Xue picked up his hair again, gently combing... Their relationship is like this natural and relative, just like a pair A loving little couple...
The night dust was frowning, and there was a very uncomfortable feeling in my heart.
Ouyang Shaohao’s gaze suddenly pulled away from the bronze mirror, and the side looked toward the night and looked like it, just like he just saw him, faintly said: "Jing dynasty is coming, please sit!"
The night was not salty and not light, but did not sit down.
Ouyang Shaohao did not care, casually said: "I don't know Jing Wang Ye is coming to Qinghui Garden in the morning, what is it?"
"This king is looking for Cher, my father's birthday, soon arrived, I want to invite Cher to Jing Wangfu, to participate in my father's birthday feast ..." Night Yi Chen looked at Murong Xue, a word A meal.
Ouyang Shao Emei, faintly said: "Jing Lao Wang Ye birthday, the younger generation will naturally go to celebrate, Jing Wang Ye does not have to come to invite."
"The father is not prepared to hold a birthday party. Only friends who are familiar with each other come to use the meal. Will Cher come to Jing Wangfu?" Night Yi Chen looked at Murong Xue for a moment.
Murong Xue indulged for a moment, faintly said: "If there is nothing to do that day, I will naturally go to Jing Wangfu to celebrate the birthday of Jing Lao Wang."
"That's good, I am waiting for you at Jingwangfu." Night Yichen looked at Murong Xue, and there was a little smile in the sharp eyelids.
Murong Xue: "..."
How can this sound be so weird?
Ouyang Shaohao Junyi's face is slightly gloomy, cold and cold: "Jing Wang Ye has a lot of opportunities, so I don't bother Jing Wang. Jing Wang Ye, please come back."
Murong Xue: "..."
This is the next order!
"This king has nothing to do today, so I am going to spend the hot springs here and go!" Nighty Dust gently said, elegantly sitting in front of the round table in the center of the outer room, slowly pouring a cup of tea for himself.
"Jing Wang Ye's hot spring is in Jingyuan in the front yard. Here is the Qinghui Garden in the backyard. Jing Wangye is in the wrong place." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, there is no emotion in the sound of no wind and no flow.
The night of the dust has heard the taste of his teeth, and he disapproved: "It is still early, when it is not hot springs, the king is not in a hurry to go to Jingyuan, can the snow be used for breakfast? Use some together?"
"Xue's breakfast, this world has been arranged, not to pay tribute to the prince, Jing Wang, please come back." Ouyang Shaohao said coldly, the fingers under the sleeves fit together, the strong internal force wants to fly Out, hit the night to dust.
Murong Xue hurriedly reached out and stopped him, glaring at him: "You are hurt, you can't just use martial arts."
Turning to look at the night, she faintly said: "Jing dynasty, the front yard has not been completely cleaned up, temporarily can not take hot springs, you first go back to Jing Wangfu."
Night Yi Chen looked at Murong Xue, only to see her eyes cold and ice, the dark eyes clearly reflected his figure, but the depths of the beggar, but no him at all.
In the heart of the night, the dust floated on the bottom of the heart, and the low voice said: "If this is what you want, then I will return to the Jing Wangfu."
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed up slightly: the night is so strange, it’s getting more and more strange...
"Farewell!" Night Yi Chen looked at Murong Xue deeply, turned and walked out of Qinghui Park, the tip of the toe was light, the slender body swelled into the air, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.
Looking at his disappearing into a small black dot, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of meaning: "This Jing Wangye, the heart is really deep..."
"War of the of war, of course, is a man of great enthusiasm, no idea, no strategy will become a of war, his words, I do not believe it!" Murong Xue said carelessly, holding a wooden comb, gently combing himself black s hair.
Looking at her disapproving face, Ouyang Shaolu’s bottom appeared a smile: she finally got smart once...
A bodyguard walked over quickly, and Christine said: "Yu Shizi, Murong girl, the old lady of the town of Houfu, the former Song lady (Mu Rongrou) is crying at the door of the mountain village, and she is going to see Murong girl."
Murong Xue raised an eyebrow, Du Shi, Murong Rou, what did the two of them come to see her?
"I will go see!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, gently stood up.
Murong Xue hurriedly stretched out her hand: "Du's, Murongrou's thing, or I'm going to handle it better, but it's two weak women, I can handle it..."
Ouyang Shaohao Shen Shen for a moment, faintly said: "Then go soon!"
"Know!" Murong Xue nodded and walked out of Qinghui Garden and walked to the gate of the villa.
Far away, Murong Xue saw that there were many people gathered at the gate of the villa. Du Shi, Murong Rou stood in the center of the city, crying and crying, looking at Murong Xue, Murong soft rushed over, hurriedly said: "Snow, ask Please let go of it, my aunt promises that she will never target you again..."
Murong Xue sneered at her lips, she thought it was something, it was originally for Song Qingyi, Song Qingyi was so ruthlessly calculating her, Murongrou even dared to force her to let go of Song Qingyi, really not self-reliant...
(End of this chapter)