It actually could be explained that way.
Zhao Jie smiled and reached out to stroke her head, his thumb rubbing her forehead. With a deep tone, he said: “Thank you, you’re considerate.”
His fingers were long and strong. In the sunlight, they seemed to glow like white jade, really like a pair of hands raised in a respectable house. He accidentally parted the bangs on Wei Luo’s forehead, only to find a bright red small birthmark between the little girl’s eyebrows. Set on her white and tender small face, she appeared even more delicate, charming, and cute. The longer he looked, the more it seemed as if she had walked out of a picture, her lips like cherry, her teeth like pearls. Zhao Jie turned away, and didn’t look at her again. Together with Duke Ying, he walked out of the Duke’s residence.
Wei Luo stood in the yard pondering. The stuff was received, it should mean she was forgiven, right?
She couldn’t see through Zhao Jie’s thoughts, only feeling that this person’s thoughts were deep, complex and hard to fathom. She searched through the memories related to the previous life’s Zhao Jie. He was intelligent and outstanding, noble and handsome, the Retired Emperor’s favorite. He was conferred the rank of Prince at twelve years old. His methods were firm and shrewd, very quickly gathering a group reliable aides. After the Retired Emperor passed away, Emperor Chong Zhen, who was unhappy with his (Zhao Jie’s) growing ambitions, soon found an excuse to send him off to Wurong to toughen his body, for the duration of exactly three years. Calculating the days, he should have recently come back from Wurong. After returning, he discovered that the structural changes in Chaozhong were very big. Emperor Chong Zhen vigorously supported his younger brother Zhao Zhang, even intending to establish him as Crown Prince…
มันจริงอาจจะอธิบายวิธีการที่Zhao ช๊อบยิ้ม และเข้าถึงจังหวะหัวของเธอ นิ้วหัวแม่มือของเขาถูหน้าผากของเธอ ด้วยโทนสีลึก เขากล่าวว่า: "ขอบคุณ คุณน้ำใจ"นิ้วมือของเขาก็ยาว และแข็งแรง ในแสงแดด พวกเขาดูเหมือนจะเรืองแสงเหมือนหยกขาว ชอบคู่ของมือที่ยกในบ้านนับถือมาก เขาตั้งใจแยกเรียบบนหน้าผาก Wei Luo เพียงเพื่อจะพบปานดำเล็กสีแดงสดใสระหว่างคิ้วของสาวน้อย เธอตั้งหน้าของเธอขาว และชำระเงินขนาดเล็ก ปรากฏยิ่งละเอียดอ่อน เสน่ห์ และน่ารัก เขาดูอีกต่อไป มากขึ้นเหมือนกับว่า เธอได้เดินจากริมฝีปากของเธอเช่นเชอร์รี่ ฟันของเธอเช่นไข่มุก รูปภาพ Zhao Jie หันไป และไม่ได้มองเธออีกครั้ง ร่วมกับหยิง Duke เขาเดินจากของ Duke เรสซิเดนซ์Wei Luo ยืนในการขบคิดหลา สิ่งได้รับ ควรหมายความว่า เธอได้รับการอภัย ขวาShe couldn’t see through Zhao Jie’s thoughts, only feeling that this person’s thoughts were deep, complex and hard to fathom. She searched through the memories related to the previous life’s Zhao Jie. He was intelligent and outstanding, noble and handsome, the Retired Emperor’s favorite. He was conferred the rank of Prince at twelve years old. His methods were firm and shrewd, very quickly gathering a group reliable aides. After the Retired Emperor passed away, Emperor Chong Zhen, who was unhappy with his (Zhao Jie’s) growing ambitions, soon found an excuse to send him off to Wurong to toughen his body, for the duration of exactly three years. Calculating the days, he should have recently come back from Wurong. After returning, he discovered that the structural changes in Chaozhong were very big. Emperor Chong Zhen vigorously supported his younger brother Zhao Zhang, even intending to establish him as Crown Prince…
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