Chapter 405: Long hair fluttering, silvery white like snow
Chapter 405 Long hair is flowing, silver and white like snow
When they separated, he squinted his long eyes and looked into Xiao Jiuhan's eyes: "Your kiss tells me that you miss me very much."
"Illusion."
Watching Xiao Jiuhan into the bathroom, Fu Ronglan smiled faintly.
Duplicity.
Xiao Jiuhan locked the bathroom door. Thinking that the lock was useless to Fu Ronglan, she wanted to seal another magic talisman, but as soon as she raised her hand, the abundant spiritual energy in her body hit her, she paused for a moment, and gave up .
Now that things are going on, perhaps, she doesn't need to hide it from Fu Ronglan anymore.
She turned on the shower, turned around and walked to the mirror, unbuttoned her shirt, took off her clothes and corset, her fair skin glowed in the lingering water vapor.
She could feel a bright white bead in her body, and she knew that Fu Ronglan made a special trip back to Lingyu just to give her this bead.
She felt an extremely familiar and intimate feeling from this bead, as if it was a part of herself a long time ago, and it was one with her.
And the powerful power contained in this bead allowed her to possess the strength of the earth-level overnight. This is not the state where the bead is completely unsealed.
Xiao Jiuhan thought, and a soft white light was reflected in the mirror instantly. When the light dissipated, the long hair of the figure in the mirror was floating, silvery like snow, gently brushing over his shoulders and hanging down his waist.
The slender eyelashes spread out like butterfly wings, and a pair of silver pupils radiated a cool light.
A familiar feeling came over me, as if the high priest standing in the main temple had returned.
She lifted a lock of long hair, turned her head to look, and remembered what she had said to Fu Ronglan.
"If one day, my hair reaches my waist, if you still like me at that time, I will marry you, and you will marry me again."
A thin smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Jiuhan's lips.
After taking a shower, she grabbed a bath towel to wrap around her body, opened the suitcase, and took out a corset from the hidden interlayer.
Seeing the long hair falling from her shoulders out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced outside the door, hesitated for a moment, then put the corset back, took only a bathrobe and tied it, and opened the bathroom door.
Just as he was about to step out of the bathroom door, he heard the outside doorbell ring.
She stopped and looked out through the crack of the door.
Fu Ronglan was still wrapped in his bath towel for a long time, as if he was in his own home, and opened the door without any scruples. Well, this place is indeed similar to his home.
As soon as Fu Ronglan opened the door, a large bouquet of white roses came in.
A woman's gentle voice sounded from outside the door: "Rong Lan, long time no see, this is your favorite white rose."
Fu Ronglan turned her back to Xiao Jiuhan. She couldn't see Fu Ronglan's expression at this time, but she could see the woman entering without invitation. That face was the big actress, Shen Hanxi.
There was a trace of coolness in Xiao Jiuhan's eyes.
Rong Lan?
She had never heard anyone call Fu Ronglan like that.
Fu Ronglan frowned, her voice was cold and obviously displeased: "What are you doing here?"
From the beginning to the end, he didn't reach out to pick up the bouquet of white roses.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Shen Hanxi's eyes, and he put the flowers on the table aside embarrassingly. He didn't shy away from Fu Ronglan's image at the moment, looked up at him affectionately and obsessively, stepped forward and hugged Fu Ronglan.
"Rong Lan, I miss you very much."
Xiao Jiuhan watched this scene silently.
No one knows better than her that Fu Ronglan is fully capable of keeping Shen Hanxi from approaching him, but he did not avoid it.
"Let go." Fu Ronglan's tone showed undisguised impatience and restrained disgust.
(end of this chapter)