Chapter 179 - A Surprise and Heart-Throb (2/2)

Lan You Nian still remembered she asked him how he learned out of curiosity. At that time Lan You Nian feared Feng Yi Xuan experimented on other women. Her heart reacted with a little panic. However Lan You Nian didn’t expect Feng Yi Xuan used his own hair to practice on, just in order to do her hair one day. Lan You Nian still remembered that she was moved to the point of tears, and in fact she did cry.

After Lan You Nian was pulled out of her memories, she noticed Feng Yi Xuan held a very exquisitely carved wooden comb, (it was one of her You Nian Pavilion’s things, she didn’t expect Xuan even brought this over) focused and gentle as he he combed through the silky black hair, his face warm and his actions gentle.

Lan You Nian, through the mirror, saw Feng Yi Xuan’s eyes were gentle behind her, only feeling her heart becoming even softer. If every day in the future was like this, she thought, even if it was this plain and simple a lifetime, she is willing.

Feng Yi Xuan combed very earnestly. After a while, the slender ten digits shuttled through her thick hair. Very quickly he did her hair into a simple but beautiful hairstyle. The remaining hairs poured over her back, like a waterfall. Looking at such a pretty and exquisite beauty in the mirror, Feng Yi Xuan kissed her face in satisfaction then took out the hairpin he carved all night and pinned it into Lan You Nian’s hair.

The black night’s hair, the purple-red hairpin, with the blooming spider lily, with boundless beauty.

Lan You Nian looked at the hairpin in her hair through the mirror. From the first look, she liked it very much. Whether it was the texture or the color, she was very fond of the spider lily. Lan You Nian caught a whift of the faint fragrance from the hairpin. That was the scent of phoebe wood. Lan You Nian didn’t need to think to know that Feng Yi Xuan must have spent a lot of thought and effort to give it to her.

Lan You Nian turned around, stretching out her arms to wrap around Feng Yi Xuan’s neck, happily asking, “Giving it to me?” Lan You Nian smiled softly at Feng Yi Xuan, her smile as beautiful as the blooming flower of the third month, unparalleled brilliant.

Feng Yi Xuan immediately helplessly wrapped his arms around Lan You Nian’s slender waist, afraid Lan You Nian suddenly turning around will cause her to tumble, the pitch-black and mysterious eyes filled with indulgence. The girl in front of him was like a girl that hasn’t grown up, no matter how much he hugged, it wasn’t enough.

“Giving it to you!” Feng Yi Xuan slightly lifted his lips, the smile was soft like water.

“Xuan, did you make it?” Lan You Nian asked longingly.

“En, like it?” Feng Yi Xuan smiled in reply as if that night’s bustling wasn’t anything, all for that “like it?”

Lan You Nian slowly smiled, on her tip toes, she kissed Feng Yi Xuan’s thin lips, expressing her love, “Like it, Xuan, I like it very much!” I like your consideration, like your tirelessly pampering, even more like you, this man.

Feng Yi Xuan heard the girl say she liked and was inexpressively happy. He smiled in satisfaction. The vermillion red lips were like flowers in full bloom, extremely beautiful, his low voice said, “My Nian Nian, as long as you like it!”

Lan You Nian thought the hairpin was personally made by Feng Yi Xuan and treasured it even more but she recalled Feng Yi Xuan didn’t seem to know how to carve these, Lan You Nian’s smile dropped then pulled Feng Yi Xuan’s hand over her eyes. Sure enough, that pair of slender big hands was scattered with many inconspicuous tiny wounds, the dense wounds made Lan You Nian’s heart uncommonly sour.

Lan You Nian hurriedly took out the wound ointment she always carried with her and rubbed it on Feng Yi Xuan’s palm. The more she looked, the more Lan You Nian’s heart ached. After putting on the ointment on the entire hand, Lan You Nian lifted her head to look at Feng Yi Xuan, her voice a little upset, “You didn’t sleep all night just to make this?”

“En!” Feng Yi Xuan’s arm enveloped Lan You Nian, their positions were intimate and tender.

Lan You Nian pursed her lips then leaned against Feng Yi Xuan’s chest. She liked to hear Feng Yi Xuan’s heartbeat, the sound gave her reassurance.

“Xuan, what if you spoil me rotten?” Lan You Nian mumbled stickly, her heart seemed to be as happy as resting on top a cloud, this man who treasured her was hers.

“Continue to spoil, always spoil, because I will always spoil you!” Feng Yi Xuan’s brows were gentle, those pair of purple eyes were also soft with spring water, shrouding Lan You Nian in them.

“It’s nice to have you!” Lan You Nian replied warmly, as if saying it for Feng Yi Xuan to hear, also for herself to hear.

“I will be good to Xuan too!” Lan You Nian said earnestly.

“My Nian Nian doesn’t need to do so much, as long as you stay with me, en?” Feng Yi Xuan lightly tapped her nose. How could he bear Nian Nian to do anything for him, as long as she stayed by his side, it was the greatest gift to him, after all, Nian Nian’s poison….

“Okay!” Lan You Nian smiled nodding. She knew Feng Yi Xuan spoke the truth. If she did anything, the one to feel heartache will be Feng Yi Xuan so she’ll just stay by this man’s side. When they’re old, they’ll still snuggle with each other like this.

Although Feng Yi Xuan wanted to continue hugging Nian Nian, he still faced the doors saying, “Bring in breakfast!”

Lan Wu, from An Yi’s mouth, already learned the things Ming wang did for her young miss. Her heart was sincerely happy for young miss. The more Ming wang treated young miss well, they as the subordinates were even more happy. Lan Wu felt her family was deserving of Ming wang’s love.