Although it wasn't lunch time, there was no shortage of customers in the shop, and unlike the biting cold wind outside, the shop was warm.

The iron stove placed in the corner of the hall on the first floor emitted bursts of heat. Scholars in twos and threes get together and order a pot of hot tea and two plates of desserts, and they can talk for an afternoon.

There are also some well-dressed people, followed by two or three family members, rubbing wine glasses in their hands, leaning against the glass window beside them, and there is undisguised greed in their eyes, if it weren't for the many waiters on the first floor and the famous Du family, I'm afraid it would be difficult to be good.......

On the third floor, Jinxiu sat on the window lattice of the study and looked at the situation on the first floor thoughtfully, laying out the hard yellow paper, picking up the brush hanging on the pen stand, and splashing ink, until it was dipped in ink, only to find that Wuxian had already held the ink block and grinded it finely.

The corners of Jinxiu's lips hooked, put the brush aside, and sat on the Taishi chair like this, quietly looking at his sweetheart.

Eight feet tall, bee-waisted ape-back, eyebrows like blades, eyes like stars, slightly straight nose, lips like delicate flowers, slightly pursed, black hair of three thousand, bound by a jade crown, with his black clothes and black robe, the end is as cold as frost.

But no matter how difficult his temperament is, he can't hide his blessed face.

"Really beautiful...... Splendid phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the jade hand was lightly raised, depicting the beautiful wheel corridor of Wuxian in a virtual way, and the praise seemed to be unintentionally issued.

Wuxian who was grinding ink on the side lifted his eyelids, and saw the splendid embroidery nested in the wide chair like a boneless cat, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and his red lips opened slightly, like a charm and temptation, "Do you like it?"

"What do you say?" The voice was a little hoarse, but extremely sober, Wuxian pursed his lips, his eyes were full of helplessness and connivance, and he pushed the ground ink in the direction of Jinxiu, and then dipped the ink in his own hands before handing it to Jinxiu's hand.

The two of them wiped their fingers, their hearts were slightly moved, Jinxiu raised his eyebrows, took the brush right and put down the pen, the font is majestic and magnificent, and it is more revealing the slightest aura. ”

Wuxian stood aside, and when he saw this sentence, he shouted "Good sentence!"

Jinxiu put the pen aside, picked up the hard yellow paper, and shook at Wuxian, "Can you pick up the next sentence?" The voice was clear and the tone was gentle, but Wuxian saw the abuse from Jinxiu's phoenix eyes.

That little appearance is itchy to look at, and I can't wait to hold her in my arms and like her fiercely, but after all, I just think about it.

Wuxian frowned and sat on the Taishi chair with Jinxiu in his arms, looking at the hard yellow paper on the table, he fell into thought for the first time, and Jinxiu leaned on Wuxiu's shoulder for a long time waiting for his answer.

Although this sentence is a famous sentence for the ages, but she doesn't believe that she can't take it, although she has never seen him read, but she often sees him talking about the present and the past with Junyi, he has a unique opinion and his own way of dealing with the world, in Jinxiu's view, if he can't answer, it is strange.....

Sure enough...."Race the poetry platform, the poetry race, the poetry on the poetry stage, the poetry platform is peerless, the poetry is peerless." But after a while, I heard the voice of Wuxian coming, the tone was low, but confident and calm, the pride between the eyebrows seemed to be able to rise to the sky, the splendid red lips were slightly hooked, and the eyes were full of appreciation.

stood up, hung the fox fur hanging on the crumbling shoulders of Wu Wu to the hanger on the side, and opened his mouth to call, "Cuizhu!"

Opening and closing the door in one go, Cuizhu stood upright and bowed slightly to Jinxiu, and called softly, "Childe!"

"Framed with glass and wood, placed in the hall on the first floor, if anyone answers the next sentence, he will be given a silver card and a hundred taels of silver. Jinxiu handed the paper to Cuizhu and commanded lightly.

"Okay!" Cuizhu carefully rolled up the paper, and closed the door and retreated without hearing Jinxiu's other instructions.

As soon as Jinxiu turned around, she crashed into Wuxian's arms, her eyebrows raised slightly, and her voice was full of helplessness: "Hero, do you know how to do light work?

Wuyan's hand tightened, and he chuckled when he heard this, "Do you want to learn?"

When Jinxiu heard him say this, she subconsciously struggled to ask clearly, but heard Cuizhu's voice calling softly at the door, "Childe, your guest has arrived." ”

Unsatisfied, he arched his neck in Jinxiu, and then let her go, and when he saw her frowning little appearance, he scraped her nose funny, "Go back and tell you." ”

Jinxiu, who was arranging his clothes, heard him say this, proudly hooked the corners of his lips, patted the folded sleeves, stood on tiptoe and leaned over and whispered in Wuxian's ear, "I'll wait for you at night,,,,,"

Exhaled like an orchid, his voice was low and charming, his throat rolled unconsciously, the tips of his ears were flushed, and he smiled with satisfaction, closed the door and left, leaving Wuxian alone in the room, feeling quite desolate.

Little embroidery, don't play with fire.....