Su Yue brought Jiang Ci to Granny Ping's house, because it rained a while ago, and the place was wet and muddy. Only now did she feel relieved when she saw Su Yue coming back.

"Mother-in-law Ping, this is my husband. His name is Jiang Ci. He will live with me for the next two days." Su Yue introduced to Mother-in-law Ping.

"The young man is really handsome and matches you." Granny Ping couldn't help nodding her head. The old man has good eyesight, and he is not afraid of the scars on Jiang Ci's face. He just thinks that he is tall and practical, a handsome young man, who is a good match for Su Yue.

"Hello." Jiang Ci greeted.

Su Yue found out that Jiang Ci was usually cold and casual, but whether it was with her grandparents or the flat mother-in-law, he had a very good attitude and respected the elderly.

"Okay, okay." Granny Ping saw that Jiang Ci's hands were bandaged, and she didn't talk much, but said she wanted to cook.

"Mother-in-law Ping, I'll help you cook."

Mao Yuanyuan, who had been standing quietly to the side, didn't dare to speak up and hurried up to help the old man. She felt that the man in front of her was too imposing, with a straight face, so terrifying, and she trembled in her heart. She never thought that her new goddess Su Yue was married, and her husband was disfigured. Before she could think about it, she went to the kitchen with Granny Ping as if she was running away.

Su Yue took Jiang Ci to her temporary room, "I lived in this room for the past month, and you also live here for the past two days."

Jiang Ci glanced around and frowned subconsciously. This room is small, narrow, and rudimentary. Even a bed is only a single bed, which is smaller than the hospital bed.

"Don't dislike it. After Sheng Yan and Sheng Tian's arrangement, the room looks a lot better. The bed is also padded with two layers of quilts. It's very soft, and I sleep comfortably." Su Yue was worried that he would not believe it, and took him to the bed. Sit down by the bed and let him feel the comfort on it.

Jiang Ci looked around again.

There are a lot of Su Yue's items and clothes in the room. The small table is covered with a layer of pink floral cloth, and there is a small porcelain white vase with green plants in it. In the air, it is elegant. With her faint milky scent. In just over a month, this place has become her boudoir.

And he was tall and sat on the soft bed with an expressionless face, rather like a bully who broke into the boudoir and wanted to plunder the little princess.

Gee.

Thinking like this, looking at Su Yue, whose face is smooth, snowy, and more tender than a girl, Jiang Ci licked the corner of his mouth and pulled Su Yue into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Su Yue was slightly stunned, trying to struggle to get up, but now she had to get close to Jiang Ci, and the strange feeling of her body would emerge.

"The bully wants to bully the little princess." Jiang Ci hooked his lips and said slowly, how bad the tone was.

"Don't say such strange things." Su Yue had shyness in her eyes, which made people embarrassed and ashamed.

Jiang Ci lowered his head, his voice was clear, and he smiled: "Oh, Su Yue, I want to bully you." As soon as he finished speaking, he bit his soft lips.

After lunch, Su Yue went to finish the rest of the shots. Because of her current health, she let Jiang Ci stay in the room to recover from her injuries, but Jiang Ci didn't give her a chance to refute it, and went directly to the crew with her.

Except for the injured actors, the rest of the crew was there, even the male protagonist Xu Shen.

After the makeup artist had done the styling for Su Yue, she brought her the costumes in the play. Because of Jiang Ci's presence, the makeup artist withdrew, leaving only Su Yue and Jiang Ci in the tent.

"You go out and wait for me for a while, I'm going to change." Su Yue picked up her clothes and said to Jiang Ci.

"You used to be upright, and changed in front of me." Jiang Ci leaned lazily on the chair, his long legs bent and stretched at will, without any intention of moving.

"That's because you lied to me, I didn't know your eyes could see." Su Yue glared at him angrily, but he was ashamed to mention it.

"Oh." Jiang Ci closed his eyes, "You change, I don't look at you."

Su Yue is not hypocritical. After all, they are husband and wife. If Jiang Ci really wants to see it, she will be embarrassed, but she will not resist. Now that he closed his eyes, she didn't bother anymore, turned around, and started changing.

In this scene, the heroine Ji Yao is wearing a beautiful dress.

Because it was the birthday of Fang Licheng, the hero in the play, Ji Yao wanted to celebrate his birthday, so she deliberately found the dress that her grandmother sewed for her from the bottom of the wardrobe. Unexpectedly, she heard people in the same village say that Fang Licheng was leaving with Li Xiao today. She was wearing a beautiful dress and stumbled all the way, and wanted to say goodbye to Fang Licheng.

Su Yue took off her long-sleeved clothes and trousers, picked up the beautiful costume, and prepared to put it on herself.

And Jiang Ci behind her, her eyelids had already been lifted, and her dark eyes were staring at her tightly. Snow-white back, slender waist and long legs, all are beautiful. Suddenly, Jiang Ci felt a wild jump in his chest.

That kind of vigorous beating, declaring his love.

laugh.

He felt like a voyeur at this moment.

Chapter 90

Su Yue put on the costume.

Her upper body is a blue raven-colored shirt with a stand-up collar and small buttons embroidered with gentle pink flowers. The small buttons are exquisitely made, and the silk thread is coiled into the shape of two small bamboo leaves. I don't know if it's because Su Yue's upper circumference has changed. The small shirt that was originally tailored and the size is just right now looks a little tight, but the slim waist design on both sides of the waist makes the slender waist more and more narrow.

The bottom is a plain white skirt with a calf. The skirt is embroidered with bamboo leaves similar to small buttons. It is pure and elegant, the stitches are dense, and the bamboo leaves are also vivid and aura. thought.

"Okay." Su Yue turned around and met Jiang Ci's eyes at once. The man who said that he would not look with his eyes closed, his eyes were bright and obsessed, like a wolf staring at the meat with a will to win. She scolded angrily: "I know you are not honest."