There was a chill on his hand, and there was a thin callus on his fingers. She felt a little itchy when she touched it so gently.
This pair of hands was slender, steady, pulled the bow, shot arrows, and killed people with all her strength. He might not have thought that one day he would touch his wife's face with the gentlest strength. Ye Nanxi raised her hand to take the peach blossom, but she couldn't see what the flower looked like in her hair. So she felt awkward and she didn't like wearing flowers. It was beautiful but fleeting. It was too dangerous and she didn't want to provoke it.
"Don't take it. It looks very good." Xiao Xuan grabbed her hand. His eyes even contained a faint smile as he spoke.
Ye Xiaoxi put down her hand and looked at him for a long time. Then she said, "What's
