"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. There are three versions of each story, his, mine, and facts. And that's just what I know. ”

After a while, the makeup artist came over to touch up the makeup, and the environment in the venue had been rearranged.

"Sister Lu, it's time for the next one. ”

"Uh-huh. Lu Celadon bowed his head, put down the cup and stood up, his back was straight, his posture was slender and curved, like an elegant white swan, which made people unable to pick out the difference.

Yu Zhou leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, and watched her fully armed and flawlessly walking towards the "battlefield".

She has light on her body.

Yu Zhou lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the small ticket opposite, but he was smiling, mottled finger prints and scratches, and the sour word was almost gone, leaving only roughness.

Childish ghosts.

As if hearing his belly, the elegant white swan proudly raised her slender neck, glanced back at him, and let out a snort, hum.

Yu Zhou naturally couldn't hear it, but looking at her demeanor, he clearly "heard" the arrogant nasal voice.

Yu Zhou was stunned, and then smiled even more.

How cute.

Before Qiyu could react, she waved her sleeves and sent him out the door.

Through the door that gradually closed, I only heard her say, Seven delusions, even though Yan Li is your faith, he has not yet become a Buddha after all.

Seven vainly looked at the closed door and sat in place for a long time, until it was almost dawn, before getting up and leaving, not yet a Buddha, so he was just a mortal, after all, he couldn't escape the seven emotions and six desires.

Seven Delirium heard her voice.

It's just that Qi Delusion clenched his hands, he is different, Master is different, he is my faith.

The peach blossoms are still falling, and there is only one cup left on the original stone table.

"Now, it's a pity for this collection. Qian Yan watched him go away, picked up the cup with a gap on the ground, and shook his head helplessly.

"Yan Li, I misunderstood, you haven't changed after all. ”

The four elder brothers gave Jiang Yourou a sense of security, perhaps because of the fledgling plot, or because of the empathy for his brother.

Zhao Hushan's excellence is well known, and whenever he participates in the competition, there will be no accident in the first place, and it will be the design work he submits.

He rarely tastes frustration.

Zhao Hushan opened the bookshelf and took out the last color picture book.

"Your work is truly outstanding. ”

Zhao Hushan did not feel happy because of this sentence, because he knew that this sentence would be followed by a twist.

"However, there is no soul. ”

His mentor, his Bole, looked at him with a look of appreciation and pity, "Sam, you are very talented, and you are indeed always able to make people shine and wow. But do you love it? It's not just a dress, it's not just lines and colors. ”

"We'd love to have you on board and want you to join us, but what you need now is to find it and find your reason to love it. ”

Zhao Hushan stroked the bronzing font on it, her lips curved slightly, a perfect arc, and then fell down self-deprecatingly.

There was no smile in his eyes.

What is the reason to love it?

"I want you to wear the clothes I designed with my own hands, it must be the most beautiful. ”

Light-coloured gauze curtains cascade over the glass windows, casually tucked to the sides, and the occasional breeze blows the scattered light yarn in a prolific and unprovoked manner.

The pencil rubbed against the paper, making a soft rustling sound, and he lowered his head, his gaze focused and affectionately outlining the lines so that they blended together perfectly.

With his movements, the long hair stretched out mischievously from behind his ears and stuck to his jade-like delicate flawless cheeks, as if a light kiss had fallen.

The sun is just right, and the breeze is not dry.

On the rooftop of the building, it is a place that is particularly suitable for sunbathing, with a wide view.

From here, you can see the sparkling pool and the balcony on the third floor.

On the table woven with bamboo strips, there is a pot of flower tea, and in the transparent glass bottle, the shriveled petals are gradually stretched by the soak of hot water, revealing their beauty, and the fragrance is pleasant.

With the fragrance of tea, Lu Yu half leaned on the chaise longue, holding a slightly thick book in a leisurely manner, and holding a slender pen in the other hand, making notes in the book from time to time.

The little obedient lay at his feet, occasionally wagging his slender tail, squinting and enjoying the sun, a rare well-behaved quiet.

Jiang Youyan's table was placed on the balcony on the third floor.

Because I want to give a secret gift, I can't go to the study with a pen and ink inkstone.

Afraid that the ink would soak the house and ruin the arrangement of the brothers, Jiang Youyan laid out the mat paper, set up the table, and moved lightly to the balcony.

After scooping a little water into the inkstone, she carefully studied the ink, and the fragrance of the ink was very strong, which was also particularly nostalgic.

She took the brush and dipped it in a little ink, which gradually faded on the rice paper.

Although it has now adapted to hard pen writing, it has also found the convenience and convenience of modern hard pen writing.

However, based on more than ten years of habits, Jiang Youyan still feels comfortable and friendly to write calligraphy.

It was his father's earnest teachings when he was a child, and it was his elder brother who held his hand and taught him to practice calligraphy and find his own style.

When Jiang Yourou held the brush and began to paint, the clear eyes gradually became dense, and then dissipated lightly like a gust of wind.

The corners of the lips gradually curled up.

The pen is also getting smoother.

Brother, I'm painting, in addition to my brother and father, I painted the brother next to me again, brother, it must be vinegar.

But my brother won't blame me.

My brother said that the most important thing in gift-giving is the heart, and the more people who care, the more they pay attention to the heart.

There are very few things in the Rouge Society, and even fewer can show their hands.

But the painting skills of the rouge are acceptable, after all, it is deeply inherited by the gentleman who cherishes the flowers.

She raised the corners of her lips mischievously, and there was cunning in her bright almond eyes.

Everyone is working hard for their dreams, trying to make themselves better and more compatible with the future they envision.

The chips are staggered, and the clothes are fragrant and the sideburns are shadowed.

Everyone who passed by had just the right smile on their face, and they kept the right distance when they said the right thing.

The customers at the banquet yesterday were also there, still wearing suits and leather shoes, and their faces were still the same, but they looked much more rigorous.

Assistant Li was half a step behind Xi Qi, with a proper smile, he could call out the name of everyone who approached, introduce Xi Qi in a timely manner, talk to him familiarly, and the guests were happy.

And after this reception, there is also a charity auction.

This kind of entertainment is familiar to Xi Qi.

It's not about likes and dislikes, it's just habit.

Qiyu and Youtan went to her cave mansion with their faces, saying that it was a cave mansion, but the location was not small, and the layout surprised Qiyu.

A fence was erected outside the cave, vegetables and fruits were planted, and occasionally a few rabbits jumped in it, just like a small farm yard. And there is a plaque hanging on the cave, engraved with the words "tilting face building", the font is elegant and atmospheric, and the seven delusions look at it and feel a little familiar.

The cave is not empty, as far as the eye can see, there is a piece of red, the red table and red chairs are very gorgeous, and the only two colors are the white jade carved tea set on the table.