All Hail Cousin Brother

But it was like thousands of ants gnawing on his legs. This kind of taste is really indescribable and unbearable.

After about two incense sticks, Zhou Linghuai's legs began to twitch. He leaned on the couch, his whole figure was as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and even his breathing became short.

But he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

Yu Youyao, who was still a little shy just now, no longer cared about her clothes being untidy, she sat down beside her cousin, took the handkerchief, and kept helping her cousin to wipe the sweat.

She still underestimated the pain of the qi rushing to the inner acupuncture point.

Just thinking about how my cousin had been like this for the past 21 days, suffering in pain, Yu Youyao's heart was twisted like a knife, and the pain was like suffocation.

She really felt it, what is it: the pain is in him, the pain in her heart!

Yu Youyao felt very uncomfortable, her eyes were sour and astringent, and her little nose was red, but she tried her best not to cry, but kept comforting her cousin: "Cousin, it's alright, it's past Erzhuxiang, Once there is a stick of incense, it's time to apply the needle, hold on for a while, and I will accompany my cousin."

Although she knew that no matter how much pain her cousin could endure, she could even endure it.

My cousin didn't need these pale comforts from her either.

But she didn't want to watch her cousin suffer in such a powerless way, and she might be able to divert her attention by talking, so maybe she wouldn't be so painful?

Yu Youyao thought uncertainly.

"You, why are you more nervous than me?" Zhou Linghuai was actually in a trance, turned his head and looked at Yu Youyao sitting beside him.

The little girl has grown up a bit, the single snail on her head has been re-combed in a flying fairy bun, her hair is divided into two strands on the top of her head, tied in two rings, revealing a smooth forehead, with a strand of black hair hanging down each side of the bun. It sets off the white jade-like oval face and the palm-sized face, which is small and delicate, looks immortal and generous, delicate and elegant.

On the hair ring, a fringed hairpin with tangled hair, and a ruby ​​fringed pendant polished into pomegranate seeds, each of which is crystal clear, pure and rich, swaying and swaying on her bun.

This is the bun of a girl who has not left the court in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The position of the hair ring is different, and the size also changes. With different accessories, it changes a style.

It is a hundred kinds of people, a hundred kinds of hair.

The little girl likes the flying fairy bun the most, because the flying fairy bun does not need to comb bangs, and there is no need to keep hair on the chest and back of the head. The hair is tied to the back of the head, and the whole person is refreshing.

But in fact, the women who have not left the cabinet in the Great Zhou Dynasty are not very fond of combing flying fairy buns.

It's not that the flying fairy bun is not beautiful. On the contrary, this bun is so beautiful that the word "immortal" is prohibitive, but anyone who is not very confident in their own appearance will not dare to comb this hair.

The flying fairy bun is a big test for the face, forehead, and hairline of the daughter's family. Few people can control this kind of immortal head shape.

Big face, small face;

The forehead is wide and the forehead is narrow;

The hairline is high and the hairline is short;

The face is too thin, too fat, too round, too square, too flat...

Feixian bun looked in the mirror properly, and her bangs were combed up, and the whole face was exposed, and it was clear at a glance whether it was beautiful or ugly.

Most of the girls' faces are more or less unsatisfactory, and they are reluctant to comb this hair.

Yu Youyao has an oval face with flawless white jade, and her facial features are also delicate and generous, bright and clean, and her hair is very beautiful.

Zhou Linghuai found that he was staring at the little girl's hair, and after thinking so much, he laughed a little dumbly, and even the pain in his legs like ten thousand ants devouring his heart seemed to be no longer unbearable.

He suddenly reached out and shook the little girl's hand: "Don't worry, I feel much better."

The hand held in the palm is soft and boneless, a piece of condensed slippery.

He suddenly didn't want to let go.

In the past two years, it was common for him to shake hands with Yu Youyao. Under his subtle guidance, Yu Youyao would not resist and get close to him. .

But he always felt that she was young, so he should be more patient, and he shouldn't be too violent, offending her and scaring her.

Therefore, he is always restrained and restrained, and often withdraws quickly.

But today, he is not satisfied with this kind of touch and closeness.

He thought that Yu Youyao was already twelve years old, and in just over a month, she would be thirteen years old, and those who got married earlier could already be married.

Probably won't offend her!

Moreover, he was giving needles at the moment, and because of the pain, he made some violent behaviors.

Probably won't scare her!

Over the past two years, watching the little girl grow up day by day, he has been weighing, grasping, and getting along with her every day, scale, and even advance and retreat.

Uncle Sun only saw him and tried to deceive Yu Youyao by any means.

Let Yu Youyao, a boudoir girl who has grown up and wants to start guarding against men and women and keep a distance from men, abandons the rules of etiquette bit by bit, dogmatic boudoir norms, and even ruins her reputation.

But Uncle Sun didn't know!

Every moment he was with Yu Youyao, he was careful to move forward and backward, and every move he made close to each other did not dare to take a step beyond the thunderous pool.

Yu Youyao was a girl he regarded as a treasure.

He didn't want Yu Youyao to suffer any harm because of him.

My cousin's palm was full of sweat, Yu Youyao only felt distressed, and shook his cousin's hand instead: "Don't talk, listen to me, from now on, you will give needles every day, I will accompany you, if my cousin feels uncomfortable, just Hold my hand, I will tell my cousin whatever he wants to hear, the time for three-pillar incense will soon pass..."

Talking and talking, Yu Youyao wanted to cry, but she sucked her little nose and forcibly resisted crying, but her voice was choked in her throat, and it was unbearable.

Probably because there is trust around him, and the person he loves is by his side, he feels that even if he is weaker, it is nothing.

Zhou Linghuai's eyes also blurred: "Really, really good!"

He finally understood, when he was in Youzhou, why every time his father came back from outside, the first thing he did was to pull his mother back to his room and let his mother undress and undress him by himself.

The invincible His Royal Highness King You, only in front of the woman he loves, will he remove his invulnerable armor, let go of the high-built heart wall, and allow himself to become weak, ordinary, ordinary, and even childish.

Because all his armors and all the solid cities in his heart are for protection, those who are hidden in the deepest part of his heart by him, and who want to spend his whole life to protect and care for them.

This person can make him give up his comfortable life, put on dozens of pounds of armor for her, pick up a bow and knife that weighs more than ten pounds, and move forward with a heavy burden for her.

It can also make him let go of all the weight and glory on his body, and be willing to be ordinary for her.

It can make him, even the injury and pain on his body, become insignificant.