I heard Chu Shaoyuan sigh lightly between his lips and teeth: "Wanwan is wrong, if you say beautiful, in our family, only you are the best," he said while rubbing her, his slender fingertips tapped her eyebrows, with a warm face, "You are a frown and a shallow smile, both of which make people's hearts move." ”

Slapping his messy hand on his face, Chanyi smiled at him, "You went to Fujian, and you learned to speak sweet words full of sweets," and then pinched his cheek lightly, "What else do you have to say?" ”

Chu Shaoyuan smiled like a child who had eaten honey, hugged her, leaned over and kissed her cheek: "What's more...... If you want to draw me at night, you can wait until the night sinks......"

Chanyi was stunned, with a little puzzled face.

Chu Shaoyuan smiled and said: "At that time, it was dark and the room was not bright, you just drew two strokes at will, and no one would know." ”

She thought down the meaning of his words, the room was dark, even if she painted it, no one would see it, and naturally no one would know whether she drew it well or not.

After knowing what this meant, Chan Yi was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

He! He even made fun of her for her poor drawing skills!

Chu Shaoyuan saw her eyes open and looked at herself in disbelief, her eyes bent, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curvature, "But since I said before, I won't have dinner until the painting is finished, in order not to make Wanwan hungry, I have to paint for my wife for my husband." ”

He wrapped his arms around her, grabbed her petite hand, held it firmly along his fingers, took her hand to take the Zihao pen on the pen stand, dipped it in ink a few times, grabbed her waist with one hand, rested his chin on her shoulder, and took her hand with the other, swaying on the snow-white gold-sprinkled rice paper.

With just a few strokes, the general outline of the portrait was sketched, and after a few light strokes next to the portrait, a man in white jumped on the paper.

Chan Yi was surprised, he only learned the painting skills halfway, even he had to learn many years earlier than him, he didn't expect such a simple painting to be so expressive under his hands, although it was a freehand ink painting, but no one would mistake the white-clothed man in the painting for someone else.

She couldn't help but admire, even the charm of the characters was grasped so accurately, he was really extremely talented.

So, who is it that he said that he couldn't understand writing and ink in the previous life? It is clear that he is such a talent, whether it is calligraphy and painting, or riding and archery kung fu, he can always make people's eyes shine.

But she wondered a little why he had never shown himself when he was at home before, and had never heard anyone say that he was so good at painting?

was stunned, looked down and saw that he had painted a small house next to the boy in white, although it was just a few simple strokes, but there was a sense of high sky and clouds, just like those two poems - picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, a sense of hermit came to me.

Chanyi raised her head in his arms, as if she had reacquainted with him.

Chu Shaoyuan's face was a little hot when she saw it, and he chuckled and said, "Don't move at night, you haven't painted it yet." ”

Then he dipped the pen in ink, and sketched the outline of a girl beside the boy in white, obviously the girl was drawn much more finely than the boy in white next to him, the girl in the painting was facing the boy in white, wearing an autumn shirt with butterfly sleeves, and on the skirt was a line of autumn geese, with butterfly wings fluttering on her head, and the girl's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she smiled gently.

The dress of the girl in the painting is clearly her dress today.

Chanyi's face turned red, her fingers broke free vigorously, and her eyes looked at him deeply, as if she was ashamed and annoyed: "You have long expected that my painting skills are not as good as yours, so you can't help but laugh all the time, aren't you?"

I didn't expect to be misunderstood by her, Chu Shaoyuan couldn't help but be annoyed, before he finished painting, he had no thoughts, put the pen aside, and said lightly: "Wanwan can wronged me, I just saw Wanwan, I was happy in my heart, so I couldn't help laughing, but I didn't allow it to be late, and stood in front of me with a straight face......"

Thinking of the previous act of crumpling the rice paper after she drew a few strokes before, Chu Shaoyuan privately felt that the angry and annoyed look on her face was really itchy, so she didn't hold it on her face, laughed again, and said in a tired voice: "Besides, I haven't let me see what you painted every night, how can I know if it's good or not?" But I think that as long as it was drawn to me by Wanwan, it was all good, so where could there be anything bad?"

Chanyi slandered in her heart, he has always been clever in front of her, and always likes to say these words to comfort her, but since he said so, she really deserves it, and she doesn't bother to bother with him.

It's just that...... But you can't let him go so easily.

Chanyi's brows furrowed slightly, and she reached out to take off the pen stand, and her eyes hooked a slightly meaningful smile: "Since the husband loves the concubine so much, if the concubine does not repay the peach, how can she be worthy of the husband's affection?"

Chu Shaoyuan listened to her call her husband, and the whole person was fluttering, as if the pores of his body were called by her soft voice, they all expanded, where could he still hear the words she said later.

But Chan Yi pressed him on the desk without saying anything, dipped it in ink, and drew it down his forehead, the smile on his face mixed with some ill will, "On such a beautiful face, if you can bloom a flower, it will look better." ”

The joy in Chu Shaoyuan's heart had not yet passed, and he felt a chill on his face, looked at it fixedly, and wiped his forehead over his nose.

Maybe I drew a flower tree...... Chu Shaoyuan closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth smiled, his sense of touch was very keen, and he immediately felt that the force on the tip of the pen was gentle, and the bristles were slightly prickly, and the coolness had been winding along his forehead, and gradually went down, along his cheeks all the way to his neck.

His breathing suddenly became heavier, and he didn't know where the tip of her pen would go next, but there was some faint anticipation in his heart.

Seeing that Chu Shaoyuan didn't stop her movements, she just lay quietly on the bookcase, looking like she was bearing, so Chanyi looked at it, and a sense of rage suddenly rose in her heart.

The tip of the pen moved lightly, she drew along his cheek to his neck, and his hand unhurriedly untied his shirt, and the middle shirt was also picked up by the little hand, the slightly cool tip of the pen touched the warm chest, and the sinuous ink-colored branches of the pen went down the neck into the clothes, she changed the pen, dipped it in cinnabar, and decorated the branches with red plums.

His breathing was a little heavy, and the red plum trembled slightly with his heaving chest, as if he was alive.

Chu Shaoyuan only felt that the coolness seemed to be directly penetrating his heart and lungs, making his body hot, as if it was burning, and he opened his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his eyebrows were already full of strong spring love, because of his beautiful appearance, it looked like this, and Chanyi's heart couldn't help but beat hard.

She hurriedly looked away, as if she didn't notice the abnormality of his body, and patiently drew the red plums of a tree one by one.

After the tea, she stopped writing.

Chu Shaoyuan's chest was already a little intense.

He couldn't help but look down, the few strokes of ink that passed along his neck and chest, it was really a full tree full of flowers and flowers, the red plum blossoms bloomed with five petals, each flower was delicate and beautiful, the scenery was also very good, the red plum was scattered in an orderly manner on the chest, looking at these ink blots on his body, he was very surprised in his heart, he couldn't see that she painted the scenery so well.

His own calligraphy and painting were practiced hard, but he didn't expect that she, a girl, would have such painting skills, but he didn't know it before.

Well, if he had known, he would have hooked her up and asked her to help him draw a few and hang them on the wall.

It's just that at the moment, he doesn't have so many miscellaneous thoughts.

His eyes lit up, and he looked at her directly, like a person who suddenly became soft, and suddenly became aggressive.

As early as when his chest was gently caressed by her little hand, he was already emotional.

The corners of his eyes were full of spring love, and even his thin lips seemed to be dyed red, and his bare skin was even more red.

He couldn't help but raise his head and put his head against her lips, rubbing it gently, kissing her again and again.

As soon as Chan Yi lowered her head, she saw him so open, disheveled, kissing a little harder, and then she gasped a little, the voice was very slight, but it was so gratuitous that it was seductive.

Her face turned red all of a sudden, she originally wanted to tease him, but now he looked like this...... It's clearly emotional.

She stood in front of him and looked at him like this, only to feel as if there was a fire burning all over her body, and in a panic, she turned around and wanted to run.

was held down by Chu Shaoyuan.

Chanyi only felt that the young man who was staring at her with raised eyes was like a cat that protected food, and would stretch out his paws anytime and anywhere, scratching people's paws coldly, making her back cold.

Chu Shaoyuan was already so emotional, how could he let people go so easily, he held her tightly in his arms, and his fingers lightly untied her shirt.

Chanyi felt that she had dug a pit for herself, and the name of this pit was only three words, and that was Chu Shaoyuan.

Her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her voice begged him in a sweet voice: "Yishu, don't ...... it"

Chu Shaoyuan didn't answer, but bit her delicate collarbone with a mouth, and after biting out the mark, he stretched out his tongue and licked his head lightly on the tooth mark a few times, a pair of eyes like a leopard staring at the prey, with some teasing in his eyes: "When you teased me just now, why didn't you want to think about whether you could stand it?" Now that I was teased by you, you came to beg me, don't you think it's too late?"

The last hope was also extinguished by his words, Chanyi only felt that she was really a little self-inflicted.

Outside the window, the wind and drizzle, but inside the house is full of spring.

Even if he can't do it anymore, he can't do it anymore, he always has other ways to pour out his own burning and swelling pain, but after everything subsided, seeing that she was shy and could barely raise her head to look at him, he felt that he was still a little Meng Lang.

……

ps: There shouldn't be an army of river crabs at this scale, huh, Xiaoyi thinks it's so difficult.