The building where Liu Wu lives is located on the outermost part of the apartment complex, and from the balcony you can see the bustling crowds of people in the Tsim Sha Tsui area. The Xiangjiang River has a semi-oceanic climate, which should be extremely cool, but it can't stand the high-rise buildings to form a road screen wall, and this beautiful place that was once a sea breeze blows all year round like spring has been turned into a steamer.

The Xiangjiang River is hot and humid, and the temperature is obviously less than 30 degrees Celsius, but people will become drenched in water when they walk around the street, and mainlanders are especially unaccustomed to it.

On a hot day, Zhou Yi was still wearing a cyan robe. This is specially made to order in the tailor shop downstairs, and there is no publicity logo of 'Zhou Group' printed on it; this long shirt is very ancient, and it is very neat and neat to wear, and it has a very handsome taste.

It may be the reason for the lack of adaptation to the soil and water, Xiaoye has a fever cold, the hospital here is also very interesting, a try the temperature is not high, the doctor will prescribe a cold medicine to let you go home to rest, and you will not be allowed to hang water, such a medical concept is good, the result of the abuse of antibiotics is to force the virus to mutate, resulting in the result that no antibiotics are available, and many strange diseases in recent years are derived from this.

Zhou Yi very much agrees with the doctor's approach, but in this way, Xiao Yezi's treatment cycle is long, and he doesn't dare to turn on the air conditioner in the room, so he can only use an electric fan. The catkins were not hot, so they simply changed into a crop top and Qi B shorts, dangling in front of Zhou Yi without a beat, and pouting and smiling from time to time: "You can still repair paintings when it's so hot?

"This Nizi is becoming more and more like a goblin. ”

After his gaze swirled slightly on the snow muscle and jade skin, he retracted it, and his own goblin became more and more upright and bumpy. Zhou Yi vaguely remembered that it seemed that in the thirteen limits of the wonderful house, the catkins had not been so angry, how long had it been, how could it have been like a famous brand?

The answer is obvious. The rain and dew moisturize and his own increasingly powerful function has contributed to this Nizi's current posture, "Women are a piece of land, and men have to plough it, ploughing eighteen times a day, the earth can rejuvenate, and barren mountains become fertile fields" hummed in his nose, Zhou Yi had a sense of accomplishment.

"What a beautiful woman, do you think she is good-looking or am I good-looking?"

After Zhou Yi wiped the dining table, he placed it on the balcony, and just removed the picture frame at this moment. Spread the "Winter Scenery Fragrance Residence" on the table, under the sunlight, the powder face of Xiao Zhouhou's "skipping frame" was vivid, which made the catkins jealous.

"This is the dream goddess in the hearts of men for thousands of years after Xiao Zhou"

Zhou Yi glanced at the woman with a smile: "But this painting is damaged, I have to repair it." ”

"Can you draw a picture after it is repaired? I want to keep it for our future baby, it is said that when the baby sees a beauty, he will become a beauty in the future." ”

The "good" fifth-level mounting skills made it easy for Zhou Yi to find the splicing place of the painting. According to the ancient method, first wet it from the back, then gently uncover it and put it on the table to dry: "Wait, why do you have to become beautiful." Don't we think our future babies are boys?"

"Phew, who said they were going to help you have a baby?"

Liu Fu blushed and pouted her little ass and went to the kitchen.

"Didn't you say it, and you still don't talk about it?"

Shake your head. Returning to the painting again, Zhou Yi felt that the dead beauty in the painting was more reliable.

On the table are the high-grade wolf hair that Tang Bao got from, the Huimo of the Five Dynasties period and the thousand-year-old ancient Xuan that Shi Shengsu touched out of nowhere, and the flowing cyan robe of Zhou Yi. The rhyme, although it is not good, has sharpened its tools, and the external conditions are OK.

It's not that there is no better environment, the Li family's mid-levels villa is good, and the leisure in Lantau Island is even better, but Zhou Yi likes the feeling of picking up people in Tsim Sha Tsui Apartment. People are actually a strange animal, with the remote countryside of the 'Wangqi Courtyard', the peach blossom paradise-like life does not know how many people envy, but after living for a long time, they will occasionally look forward to such a life.

Looking at the rolling red dust with the mentality of a bystander, looking at the bustling people running around for life, Zhou Yi felt that he was lucky, if there was no idler system, maybe he would be one of these people, right?

Hidden in the world, hidden in the world, small staff struggling for a livelihood should not talk about entering the WTO. The almighty idler system allows Zhou Yi to have a material foundation that ordinary people cannot have, and standing at a height like a fairy like a god, so that he will have this feeling of looking down on all living beings, perhaps it is with the vivid catkins around him that Zhou Yi will not have the feeling of 'everyone in the world is an ant', and will not despise life because of his own strength

Sometimes when I think about it, I should really thank my relatives and lovers, it is the bond of family affection and love that makes Zhou Yi, who is no longer like a mortal, still maintain a mortal heart and a heart of red dust, and can enjoy this rare purity and leisure in red dust.

Gently picked up the brush, his heart was full of love for his relatives and lovers, Xiao Zhouhou's delicate face of 'skipping frames', as if transformed into a catkins, Zhou Yi smiled and put down the pen.

As if suddenly sinking into the painting, the amazement at first sight, the multi-day speculation, Fang Hui's memory, the fireworks in the world, and even the wisp of divine thought that the giant monk came across the millennium, condensed in his hands, the waves and inks were colorful, and the pen was full of flowers

There is a way to paint nothing at all, to successfully repair this famous painting from a thousand years ago, Zhou Yi is equivalent to painting that damaged picture in isolation, it is really very difficult to touch the sky and the ground.

This is like a famous painter of horses, some people like to start from the horse's head, some people like to start from the horse's tail, and then the brush strokes are unfolded, inkjet splashing, all in one go;

It is also like a martial arts master to fight a boxing method, naturally there must be a momentum to close the momentum, and the boxing road is called smooth, you suddenly let people start from the middle road, and you have to play smoothly and well, which is easy to diverge.

Zhou Yi is doing this kind of cheating thing now, with his level of fifth-level painting skills, this is really a challenge, at least it is much more difficult than him laughing at those gourmets with the skills of the god of cooking, and staging such a scene as killing the sky with the skill of the god of medicine.

Since getting the almighty idler system, it is the first time that Zhou Yi has worked so hard to do one thing, and this is something related to the system's sub-profession.

The damaged part of the painting is only as wide as a thumb, but Zhou Yi has to devote himself wholeheartedly. Lifting the ink like a frightened snake, the pen is like a falling Hong, it is really more delicate and slow than the embroidery of the big girl and the little daughter-in-law, and I didn't realize that at noon, the catkins beckoned him to eat, and there was no response after a few calls. The catkins were clever and did not bother, so he let him paint like this, and before he felt that the sun was setting, a red glow was reflected by the window, and then the moon rose and the silver light was sprinkled, and finally he stretched his waist and yawned rarely.

"Finished?"

The catkins almost jumped up with excitement. She is no longer a little girl who loves excitement, but after a whole day of waiting, what she saw in her eyes was Zhou Yi's efforts, it turned out that this 'magical' man would also work as hard as ordinary people?

As if experiencing a common effort, she wants to share the joy of success!

Jumping to the painting table with a "sigh", the catkins picked up their cheeks and looked at the freshly repaired "Winter Scene Fragrance Residence"; the silver moonlight sprinkled on the painting through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and saw the vast expanse of the four fields covered with snow. On the small lonely mountain surrounded by clouds, there is a green tile and red wall, and a beautiful and delicate woman in ancient costume pushed open the window and looked at herself

Although it is Dan Qingshui water. There are only black and white colors on the paper, but the great monk Juran and the lover beside him insist on using a bald pen and a little green ink, relying on the 'ink pen reflection' and 'curve' hook. Rub, rub, point. Dyeing, hard to Xiao Zhouhou's lazy face, a spring outlining, the woman's reluctance, shyness, thin anger, and coquettish anger after the rain are simply vividly expressed, with this holy snow field, like a fairy in the mountains fragrant dwelling, it really seems to be a fairy Sifan fell to the world, and it seems to be a goddess to send the king slowly

"What is this little lonely mountain?"

Liu Wu saw that her heart was empty, and Zhou Yi's normal smile seemed to have a meaning in her eyes, as if she was hiding something, and she hurriedly diverted the topic.

"This is not Xiaogu Mountain, it is called 'Wushan' and 'Genyue', it is the Huashi Gang mentioned in "Water Margin", which has been built by Song Huizong and Li Houzhu, do you like it?"

"Hmm, like"

After glancing at Xiao Zhou, who was standing on the Foggy Mountain, Liu Wu's face turned even redder, this bad guy also asked people if they liked it, I'm afraid you like this tune?

"You have eyesight, why do you like what Xiao Zhouhou likes?" Zhou Yi laughed: "Do you want me to be the queen of Li, or Zhao Guangyi?" The official history records that the queen Li and Xiao Zhouhou cheated, and the wild history records that after Li Yu arrived in Kaifeng, Xiao Zhouhou was molested by Zhao Kuangyin's younger brother Zhao Guangyi, and it seems that he also had an ambiguous relationship. Zhou Yi is really bad.

"Phew, it's getting more and more out of shape, you are still the chairman of the Zhou Group, and General Manager Cheng still has high hopes for you."

Liu Wu is also a cultured woman, and she has also heard of such romantic affairs, and when she heard that it was not a good thing, her face turned even redder: "I'll go and see if Ye Zi is awake"

"I'm not awake, I can hear you. ”

This depiction of beauty, Zhou Yi has long been emotional, today's moonlight is so good, but the catkins are still blushing, isn't this seducing her husband?

"You haven't answered me yet, you dare to snub your future husband, this must be punished!" Zhou Yi's gaze slipped to Xiao Xiangnavel, and then continued down.

"No, the leaves will wake up at any time. ”

Liu Wu's breathing became heavy, and he pushed him in surprise, joy and shame: "I replied that you are not good? I like you to be the queen of Li and Zhao Guangyi, but do you have the ability to get this foggy mountain fragrant residence?"

PS: Thanks to the tips of book friends such as '╲\"馫灬", "I am a book maniac", "Yousanren", "Haocang" :)

Thank you.

I really want to finish the chapters I owe in one go, but the plot of this Xiangjiang is more divergent, and it is difficult to control it if it is written in a hurry, give me two or three days, let the light and darkness carefully figure out the details, and then make up for it, during this time, just keep the basic update every day.

I still owe ten more, and I will never pay for it :) (To be continued.) )