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Mo Chenxuan thought that Gu Qinghua's face was too confusing and would make him look less like himself.

Gu Qinghua didn't care about favorability at all, but he didn't expect that Mo Chenxuan would take a letter he casually sent to her seriously.

In his letter, he asked Mo Chenxuan to meet at the foot of the mountain today and asked him to put on women's clothes.

He was just joking, thinking that with Mo Chenxuan's temperament, he should be able to "break his head, bleed, and never wear women's clothes."

In fact, Mo Chenxuan really went down the mountain in women's clothes, which was really beyond his expectation.

It's still the bright red that Mo Chenxuan prefers.

Even in this era, men often wear robes, but there are still essential differences between men's and women's clothing.

Women's clothing comes in a variety of styles, with ruffled skirts on the hems and low necklines on the upper body, always revealing a touch of skin around the collarbone.

This era is quite open, even with half-exposed breasts. And the children of Jianghu are even more informal.

Mo Chenxuan had a pink face and cheeks, and most of the anger could be seen at just one glance.

A bright red rose-scented tight-sleeved robe is worn under a bright red smoked gauze skirt with a ruffled hem. The waist is tied into a big bow with gold silk smoke. A jasper Zan phoenix hairpin is inserted diagonally into the sideburns. .

It looks quite a bit: the eyebrows are blooming and the beauty is far away, and the green temples are pure and thick with the smell of spring smoke.

It's also a gorgeous red, but it's stunning in a different way.

"gorgeous!"

Gu Qinghua admired sincerely.

What fell in Mo Chenxuan's ears was naked sarcasm and teasing.

Mo Chenxuan suppressed his anger and resolutely refused to look at Gu Qinghua.

Gu Qinghua was not annoyed, but stretched out his hand to smooth the slightly raised wrinkles between Mo Chenxuan's eyebrows, and said domineeringly: "In the future, you must not frown in front of your husband."

Mo Chenxuan just thought it was Gu Qinghua's bad taste, and tried his best to smile and said: "Don't worry, as long as it is your request, I will do it."

Gu Qinghua naturally knew that he was unwilling to do so, but he also knew that boiling a frog in warm water was not something that could be done in a hurry.

He gently lifted Mo Chenxuan's chin with his fingers, leaned over and kissed it.

Just now in the mountains and forests, it was clear sky and daylight again. Mo Chenxuan only thought that Gu Qinghua was humiliating him again. Even though the kiss was very comfortable, his favorability level for Gu Qinghua dropped by 5. Now that he has done nothing, his favorability level has already dropped. It became -25!

The more anxious Xiao Lu becomes, the calmer Gu Qinghua becomes.

Amidst Mo Chenxuan's surprised exclamations, Gu Qinghua had already picked him up by the waist, started using Qinggong and flew onto his horse.

The saddle was padded with a layer of soft tiger fur, folded twice, and happened to be padded under Mo Chenxuan's body.

The horse, one red and one white, carries a medium-sized baggage and a long sword behind it.

Mo Chenxuan's equestrian skills were excellent. This was the first time he sat in front of the horse in such a posture, and he felt inexplicably mixed emotions.

The two bodies were close to each other.

Gu Qinghua stretched out one hand from behind Mo Chenxuan's waist to pull the reins, and gently patted the horse with the other hand.

"Hong'er, let's go!"

The horse under the seat seemed to understand what Gu Qinghua meant. It stepped on its hooves and began to run leisurely.

Mo Chenxuan leaned against the strong body behind him, his eyes filled with confusion.

Gu Qinghua held Mo Chenxuan in his arms and asked gently: "Why do you always like to wear red?"

Mo Chenxuan was too lazy to talk to Gu Qinghua, but when he thought of the current situation, he reluctantly said: "Because I am bloodthirsty, I like hot blood. Don't you think this eye color is beautiful?" Your blood must be More beautiful.

However, actually. Mo Chenxuan used to hate the color red the most. He believed that red clothes should be a color that only women would like. He wore red just to remind himself of the bloody hatred.

Later, he discovered that wearing red clothes had another advantage. When his hands were stained with blood, he could wipe it on his clothes, so that his hands would still be white and not stained by dust. Even if he bleeds, the enemy will not notice it.