Chapter 4932

Han Yichu wants to see what Huang Qingwu thinks, but Huang Qingwu's eyes seem to be separated by a layer of clouds, and the expression on his face is light, so Han Yichu can't see her mind at all.

Huang Qingwu nodded. Han Yichu was kind to her, but her heart was warm and moved.

But Huang Qing dance doesn't intend to forgive Han Yichu just because of a meal.

She needs to adjust her mood slowly.

Han Yichu really took Huangqing dance as a fragile doll, opened her stool and let her sit down.

"Qingwu, what do you want to eat first? There are two kinds of dishes in the kitchen."

Huang Qingwu looks at Han Yichu and grabs his sleeve.

It's almost a reflexive action of the imperial dance.

Han Yichu felt that his sleeve was caught. He looked back at Huang Qingwu. The faint and bright light of his eyes suddenly lit up, so bright and brilliant.

Huang Qing dance felt stabbed by such bright eyes.

She came back and quickly wanted to withdraw her hand, but Han Yichu held it tightly.

Han Yichu's voice was a little unsteady, "Qingwu, you What are you going to tell me? "

Han Yichu grabs Huang Qingwu's hand very hard.

At this time, Huang Qingwu was looked at by Han Yichu's burning eyes, and his face was burning involuntarily.

She turned her head away from Han Yichu. She was afraid that she would reveal her inner feelings.

"I mean there's a lot of food. If you really can't eat it, don't cook it."

"Dance, I want you to eat more."

"I'll have a bad stomach. I'll have a bad stomach as well."

Han Yichu listened to this sentence, washed his hands and sat down to eat with Huang Qingwu.

During the meal time, both of them were silent. Most of the time, Han Yichu gave Huang Qingwu food.

Han Yichu's action is gentle and meticulous. He wants to feed the food directly to Huang Qingwu's mouth.

After dinner, Huang Qingwu said, "I'm full. I'll go back to my room to have a rest."

During the whole day, except for dinner time, Han Yichu could hardly see Huangqing dance.

So at dinner, Han Yichu was almost greedy looking at Huang Qingwu.

This is the woman he loves. He can't control every moment. He wants to hold her and get close to her.

After dinner, Huang Qingwu went back to the bedroom as usual.

Han Yichu is busy in his study, but he can't read the documents.

What he thought in his mind was Huang Qing dance. It was her voice, face and smile. It was bits and pieces that he and Huang Qing danced together in the past.

It was not until midnight that Han returned to his bedroom.

He took a bath and went to bed. He really couldn't help holding Huang Qingwu in his arms.

Holding the person you love and smelling her breath, Han Yichu's heart is perfect.

But he overestimated his self-control, holding the emperor to dance, had love, mind always involuntarily think of those beautiful scenes.

Han Yichu's arm can't help tightening. He lowers his head and kisses Huang Qingwu's lips.

But a kiss can't satisfy anything at all. Han Yichu wants a lot.

But he had to bear it. He was afraid of arousing Huang Qingwu and waking her up.

So one night, Han Yichu really took a few cold baths.

But after washing, he was still reluctant to leave Huangqing dance. Overnight, he was still holding her.

As a matter of fact, Huang Qingwu also sleeps lightly, but she is the daughter of the black dragon party, so she pretends to sleep, and no one else can see it.

She also knows what happened to Han Yichu overnight.