My host is cold and scumbag

Yu Qingxu was holding the woman's hair. It was the first time he discovered that someone's hair could be so heavy, so long and so difficult to manage. Compared to Xiao Wu who had been taking care of him since he was a child, Yu Qingxu's technique was still a little unfamiliar. No wonder Zhao Xinyu had such a temper and wanted to cut her hair that day.

After several attempts, Yu Qingxu finally fixed Zhao Xinyun's hair crown. Most of her hair was still at the back, straight and shiny. Xiao Wu held a patterned ebony wood crown. Although it was still a little lacking, it was the most suitable one.

It's also his fault, he has never bought anything for women.

Feeling that Yu Qingxu had stopped moving, Zhao Xinyun asked, "Are you done?"

In the bronze mirror, the woman's sharp jaw lost the softness of her long hair, and the natural and smooth facial lines of Zhao Xinyun finally revealed their full appearance. It was like a treasure that had been covered in dust for a long time, and the silk cloth that was slightly visible was unveiled, making all the discerning people present cheer.

Those two portraits truly failed to capture even 70% of the girl's beauty. Yu Qingxu thought about how it would be if he could marry such a girl in the future, and he began to regret taking her away.

Although appearance is one of the aspects of a person's character, there is no need to be so particular about it at home.

Xiao Wu urged Zhao Xinyu outside and she stood up. As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Although she had just changed her hairstyle, Yu Qingxu felt that Zhao Xinyu was like a phoenix with its luxurious and beautiful wings spread out, looking at him lazily with her head down, and she looked as gorgeous and shining as if she was inlaid with gold, silver and jewels.

Zhao Xinyun looked at Yu Qingxu's dazed look and smiled, "Leaving?"

Yu Qingxu hummed softly. Zhao Xinyun said, "Lead the way."

Yu Qingxu put on a little makeup today, her face is pretty, her eyebrows have a little more color, and the corners of her eyes are pink and tender. She is still a young boy who has not yet grown up.

Zhao Xinyun calculated his own age and suddenly thought that if he really had any relationship with Yu Qingxu, although his physical age was still 27, his mental age was almost , so he was considered an old cow eating young grass.

Yu Qingxu was thinking about Xuanwu's advice to keep a good eye on this woman. Only at this moment did he understand the deep meaning behind it. If he took her out, there would be many people around and no one would notice her.

Yu Qingxu bit his lip, thinking that he still didn't know what was going on. He walked out reluctantly. Zhao Xinyun followed behind him.

The Chrysanthemum Festival is an elegant gathering held by the Ministry of Rites to promote the happiness of the people. It includes poetry competitions, poetry contests, fun activities, and everything else. After all, it is held in the name of the court. At this moment, the young men and women who stay at home will take the opportunity to go out and enjoy the flowers. Gather together. They will dress up and walk in the sight of everyone in bright and pleasing clothes. Meet friends and poetry gatherings to get the young lady who has been pleased for a long time.

Yu Mansion was not far from Shengjuhui, and Yu Qingxu suggested walking there. Zhao Xinyun had no objection. Yu Qingxu had not come out for a long time, and Xiao Wu and Zhao Xinyun followed behind him. Yu Qingxu was in a good mood. On the noisy and noisy streets, there was a light breeze in the day and the weather was very good.

He walked in front of the dazzling array of vendors. The boy's long-suppressed nature shook off the dust and emerged with sharp corners. He stopped in front of a sachet stall and asked Xiao Wu for his opinion with a smile. Xiao Wu responded enthusiastically and picked up a lotus and mandarin duck embroidery pattern in his hand. He was very conflicted. Xiao Wu bumped into Yu Qingxu and glanced at Zhao Xinyun. Yu Qingxu looked at Zhao Xinyun. It would have been better if he hadn't looked at him. As soon as he looked at him, he felt jealous. This road was all about boys. There were already many men around who were talking about Zhao Xinyun, smiling shyly, and eager to try.

Yu Qingxu came over with the purse in hand, pretending to be familiar with Zhao Xinyun, and asked awkwardly, "Which one is better looking?"

Zhao Xinyun actually took a closer look and said, "The lotus is pretty good."

Yu Qingxu hummed, then said to the boss: "I want both of them."

"......" So what's the point of asking her...

From then on, Yu Qingxu got closer to Zhao Xinyun, but the kind of distance between a man and a woman that looked strange at first glance. This approach was indeed very effective, especially since Yu Qingxu stuffed a flower into Zhao Xinyun's hand.

It was a double-petaled white chrysanthemum. Zhao Xinyun looked at the flower in her hand with a smile on her face: "Why do you like to give flowers?"

"Of course I'll give you flowers at the flower show." Yu Qingxu was so anxious that he couldn't stand still. He simply turned around and turned his back to the woman. Zhao Xinyun turned the flowers in his hand and smiled profoundly: "Let's go."

Yu Qingxu turned his head and looked at the woman carefully. He saw that the woman didn't dislike him, but she was a little strange. However, he was happier after sending the flowers. He didn't think too much and went shopping for a while. Yu Qingxu bought a lot of small things. He began to subconsciously ask Zhao Xinyun for his opinion. Zhao Xinyun also responded to all of Yu Qingxu's questions without being impatient or perfunctory. Yu Qingxu fell deeper and deeper, and the two began to walk side by side. Xiao Wu followed behind the two with big bags and small bags, with an aunt's smile on his face.

Look at this couple’s backs, how well-matched they are.

Yu Qingxu walked to a jewelry store, and an idea struck him. He walked over. He walked over, and the owner greeted him warmly. They were all wooden carved hair accessories, for both men and women. Yu Qingxu kept looking at the women's accessories, his face flushed, and he hesitated to speak. The owner seemed to see the young master's embarrassment and said, "This is suitable for your wife."

It was a sandalwood crown. Although it was sandalwood, it was not the best quality. However, it was very delicately carved. It was a lotus with two stems. The hollow design was flexible and spiritual. What attracted Yu Qingxu was not the crown itself, but the meaning of the lotus with two stems. He twirled his fingers and said nothing. He just whispered, "Wrap it up."

Xiao Wu's clever little eyes turned, and he leaned close to Yu Qingxu's ear and said, "Sir, it's time to buy some clothes for the Madam."

Yu Qingxu started to get excited again, and without saying anything, he walked towards Shengji Cloth Shop. As soon as he entered, Yu Qingxu was greeted warmly. Yu Qingxu pointed at Zhao Xinyun and said, "Measure her clothes."

The waiter looked at Zhao Xinyun and smiled more attentively. Zhao Xinyun was taken away by the waiter. This was a shop on West Street. The shopkeeper was not there. Yu Qingxu walked around the shop and asked with a red face, "Do you think this white color suits her?"

Xiao Wu thought for a moment and said, "It does look good, but Madam always seems to wear dark-colored clothes."

Yu Qingxu thought about it and changed the color material, deciding on a few styles in the colors of green, white and blue, and blue and black. Seeing this, Xiao Wu came over again and said with a smile, "Young Master, it's time to buy some autumn clothes."

Yu Qingxu glared at Xiao Wu coquettishly, but Xiao Wu smiled and didn't care.

"Then...then buy me some too..."

Suddenly thinking of Ah Wu, he said, "It's time for Ah Wu to buy new clothes."