Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Perhaps because they had met Hua Yan and Hua Mei, even the maids with beautiful rings were very happy.

Lu Qingyou sat there, continuing to make clothes for Feng Xuanyi.

Bai Ling brought in a cup of tea. She looked at Lü Qingyou and felt genuinely puzzled, as if nothing had happened.

"Miss...aren't you angry?"

Anyone would be unhappy in this situation!

But miss!

He is truly a heretic.

"It's okay, don't worry!"

Lu Qingyou raised her head, looked at Bailing's little face, which was full of anger, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Miss, you really have a big heart!"

Bai Ling shook her head and went out again.

Lü Qingyou picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and smiled.

In the evening, Lü Qingyou dismissed the worried maids and stayed in her room, reading a book.

The clothes were finished and placed neatly on the table.

As night deepened, Lü Qingyou turned the pages of the book one by one, a faint fragrance wafting from her nostrils. This fragrance calmed her heart at that moment, and she knew it was the scent of that hairpin.

Just as she was about to go to sleep, the window frame was pushed.

Then, the window was opened and Feng Xuanyi walked in from outside.

As soon as he opened the window, he saw her sitting there, looking serene and content.

Looking at her now, Feng Xuanyi felt that no matter how he was outside, as long as he saw her, all his lack disappeared.

Are you waiting for me? Are you cold?

Feng Xuanyi walked up to her, reached out, and took her hand.

It was a bit chilly; the late autumn night already carried a hint of cold.

"Fortunately!"

Lü Qingyou shook her head, and her hand was taken into his.

His hands were warm.

"You look so beautiful in this hairpin... just like a flower."

Feng Xuanyi's gaze lingered on her hair bun, then fell upon her beautiful face.

It's absolutely breathtaking.

When he bought this hairpin, many people thought he was a weirdo.

Why would anyone buy such a hairpin? But Qingyou from their shop looks very beautiful wearing it.

"Is the hairpin prettier, or am I prettier?"

Lü Qingyou asked.

"Of course you're prettier."

Feng Xuanyi continued speaking.

Lü Qingyou gave him a reproachful look and put the book in her hand on the table.

Holding the teacup, I took another sip.

"Is this... a gift for me?"

Feng Xuanyi looked at the clothes on the table, shook them out, and saw that they were really beautiful!

The embroidered pattern was something I'd never seen before.

In the past, men's robes were mostly of very simple designs.

"no!"

Thinking about the boots he took last night, Lü Qingyou really had no choice.

"Why not? Then why am I dressed so well?"

Feng Xuanyi held the clothes up to himself, looking them over from all angles, and they really suited him perfectly.

"..."

Lu Qingyou completely ignored him, rolled her eyes, and sat down again.

"I really like these shoes too!"

Feng Xuanyi carefully put away his clothes, sat down, and revealed his feet.

Seeing his posture, Lü Qingyou also lowered her head and looked at his feet.