Quick Wear: The Stunning Beauty is Forbidden to Be Pampered

Song Lingxi shook off his hand and did not allow him to touch her. It was because of this man's mood swings that she had all sorts of wild thoughts.

The more she thought about Song Lingxi, the more aggrieved she felt, but she was used to enduring it. After all, when she was in the Song Mansion, she was often wronged, but there was no one to talk to.

Song Lingxi just planned to digest it herself, because she had just married and couldn't act like a spoiled child in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She ignored Xie Changling and walked forward alone.

"Xi'er!"

Xie Changling secretly said that this was not good. He was afraid that he might have angered her. His anger just now suddenly subsided. His emotions were not as important as his wife!

"Xi'er, Xi'er, don't ignore me."

Xie Changling had long legs, so he quickened his pace and stopped in front of Song Lingxi.

Song Lingxi was only paying attention to the road ahead and didn't look up to notice that Xie Changling had run up to her at some point.

She took a step forward and her forehead actually hit the man's chest. She didn't pay attention to the strength, and they both groaned.

"Um--"

"hiss--"

Song Lingxi covered her forehead with her hands, feeling that a corner of her forehead had been hurt. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Xie Changling angrily.

"Xie Changling!"

She originally wanted to accuse him seriously, but she didn't expect that once she opened her mouth, her originally cold tone turned into aggrieved one, accompanied by a soft voice, as if she was acting coquettishly.

"I'm here~"

Xie Changling was stunned for a moment, then his whole personality softened. He responded softly and, at the same time, used his hands to hold Xier in his arms.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Xie Changling comforted her softly. He looked at the girl's head and saw a red mark on her smooth and white forehead. He sighed in his heart, wondering how Xier's skin was so delicate.

While applying his warm palm to her forehead, he asked with concern: "Does it hurt, huh?"

Song Lingxi didn't feel much pain at first, but after being asked by the man, she now felt it was extremely painful and wanted him to coax her.

But since she was a child, she has always suppressed herself and would never ask for a man's pity, so she just remained silent and did not reply.

But Song Lingxi herself didn't know that she didn't have to do anything, just stand there, and countless people would rush to show their courtesy to her, like moths to a flame, without regard for the consequences.

"It's my fault, don't be angry."

Xie Changling rubbed her forehead and spoke with careful consideration of his tone. He was used to being arrogant and proud, so how could he understand his little daughter's thoughts, let alone notice Song Lingxi's little awkwardness.

"Don't be angry with your husband. It's not good. If others see you, they will lecture you."

He wanted to comfort Song Lingxi and ask for her forgiveness, but somehow, as soon as he opened his mouth, it turned into a warning.

Now, not to mention Song Lingxi, he himself felt a little angry after listening to it. Xie Changling was a little annoyed with himself, wondering why he was so tongue-tied.

"Xi'er, I mean—"

Xie Changling reacted and immediately tried to salvage the situation, trying to make up for what he had just said wrong.

But Song Lingxi was really angry. What did he mean by this? Was he saying that she was not virtuous?

The more Song Lingxi thought about it, the angrier she became. It felt like there was a ball of fire stuck in her chest, and she couldn't get angry.

The next moment, she pushed the man away and strode forward with a not very good look on her face.

"Xi'er, Xi'er, Xi'er!"

Xie Changling became anxious and shouted three times in a row. Just when he thought Song Lingxi would ignore him, she stopped, which made him happy.

"Humph!"

Song Lingxi stopped and didn't look back, but snorted coldly to express her dissatisfaction.

Xie Changling's mouth curled up, but it was hard to suppress it. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Well, the little girl has only been married for three days and she already gives her husband a cold shoulder. Well, that's not bad."

The servants and maids who were passing by didn't dare to listen anymore and left one after another, not daring to join in the fun.

After all, everyone knows that the eldest young master and the young mistress are in love, and if they suddenly have a small conflict, it's not something they want to hear.

Song Lingxi looked at the maids and servants coming and going, and listened to Xie Changling's teasing voice. Somehow, she felt her face getting a little hot.

She touched her little face and found it was really hot. She heard Xie Changling's low laugh behind her, which made her even angrier. She waved her hand and was about to continue walking.

"Stop walking, you're walking so fast, you're almost flying."

Xie Changling quickly grabbed the person, but because his force was too great, he pushed her directly into his arms. Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Xie Changling smelled the fragrance of flowers, which was like a blooming spring, instantly making him feel relaxed and happy, and his mood brightened.

Because of this, the feeling of loss when Song Lingxi just let go of his hand was instantly swept away, and his heart was slowly filled with surging love.

Unlike Xie Changling, Song Lingxi began to struggle. She pouted, and her little face was full of grievance and sadness.

The man held her tightly, and Song Lingxi couldn't break free at all with her strength. She struggled for a while, but she was so tired that she was out of breath.

On the other hand, Xie Changling, without blushing or panting, easily held the person in his arms: "Don't be angry, it's my fault for losing my temper suddenly."

Song Lingxi had been holding a grudge in her heart, unable to let it out or down, with no place to vent.

Now Xie Changling was submissive in front of her, his lips pursed and his eyes immediately turned red. She had no idea that a man could be so bad, he could lose his temper when he wanted to and make peace when he wanted to.

How come he said everything?

Song Lingxi was not satisfied and didn't want to be coaxed into reconciliation by the man. She still didn't say anything, sticking out her little neck, looking like a dead duck that was not afraid of boiling water.

The more Xie Changling looked at her, the funnier she found her. However, as he laughed, he began to feel distressed. How could she be so lovable? Her eyes were so red, and she felt so wronged, but she refused to cry out loud.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have lost my temper, but that kid's eyes are almost on you. Don't you allow your husband to be jealous?"

Xie Changling deliberately spoke in her ear. His voice was elegant, magnetic, warm and very pleasant to hear. His breath sprayed on her ears, making them itchy.

Song Lingxi's ears immediately turned red. Although she was angry, she was not an unreasonable person, and she listened to what Xie Changling said.

"Are you...really just jealous?"

Song Lingxi couldn't understand, because she didn't do anything out of the ordinary just now. Her cousin was in a bad mood because of her aunt, so she said a few words to comfort him. Xie Changling was still beside him.

They were not alone together, and neither of them said anything that could be misunderstood. They didn't even say much. How could he be jealous?

"Don't understand?" Xie Changling seemed to understand her confusion. He picked her up and strode forward, and soon arrived at Qingfeng Garden.

"Then I'll tell you."