Lin Qingyan poured some tea into the recess under the inkstone, and grinded it in the inkstone with a long black and shiny ink block in his unfamiliar hand.

"Qingyan."

Zhou Muyan's soft voice came in with a knock on the door.

Lin Qingyan panicked, and several pieces of rice paper fell to the ground, and he didn't have time to open the door in person, so he could only open his mouth to respond, "Mu Yan, the door is not locked inside." ”

Zhou Muyan gently pushed open the door, first branched out of Xiu'er who was following her, raised her feet hidden under her skirt and stepped into the threshold, glanced down, and saw Lin Qingyan's hurried appearance, the boredom in her heart was put aside, she stepped forward and squatted down, helping to pick up the rice paper on the ground, and the skirt swept on the ground.

Lin Qingyan squatted under the table with one hand, holding the table leg with one hand to stabilize his body, and picking up the rice paper scattered on the ground with the other hand, he was too busy to ignore Zhou Muyan who came in.

Lin Qingyan was holding a few thin pieces of rice paper in his hand, turned around to check if there was any fallen rice paper, but saw the skirt stained with some dust, his eyes continued to rise, Zhou Muyan was standing in front of him, still holding the rice paper picked up from the ground in his hand.

"Mu Yan, I'm sorry for you, wait for me a little longer."

Lin Qingyan was a little ashamed, she invited Zhou Muyan to repay her kindness, not to let her help her again.

Lin Qingyan hurriedly stood up, but forgot that he was under the table at the moment, only to hear a bang, Lin Qingyan covered his head with both hands and returned to the same place, his eyes squinted to endure the pain.

This kind of sound was even heard clearly by someone behind the screen, but that person remembered Lin Qingyan's words and did not make any unexpected sounds.

Zhou Muyan squatted down, slowly moved to Lin Qingyan's position, raised her left hand and touched it lightly where Lin Qingyan was holding, with some concern in her tone, "Why are you so careless, does it hurt?" ”

The pain of such an impact is only for a moment, and it is enough to grit your teeth and get over.

Lin Qingyan pressed it a few times with her hand, there was no numbness when she just knocked it down, this time she took a few steps back, stood up and faced Zhou Muyan who followed her, and laughed dryly.

"I'm sorry for the trouble Mu Yan, your clothes are dirty."

Zhou Muyan sat down and looked at the messy items on the table, "What is Qingyan doing this time?" ”

"Inviting Mu Yan this time is a little ridiculous, it's to repay the gratitude"

"You Man"

Lin Qingyan raised his head to look at Zhou Muyan without a trace of panic, and interrupted what Zhou Muyan wanted to say, "Mu Yan, please listen to me first, if I don't meet you, I'm afraid I will starve to death on the way to Luo'an City, so I owe this love, I want to paint a portrait of you, this is the only way I can think of to repay, you know, I can be regarded as a waste with both hands and feet, I hope Mu Yan will not be disgusted." ”

This Qingyan, how to describe it, seems silly and cute, I really can't imagine that any woman will fall in love with him in the future, if it weren't for something entangled in her heart

Zhou Muyan raised her hands to take off the silk that covered most of her face and put it on the table, looking at Lin Qingyan who was hanging her head, "Okay, if Qingyan likes it, let's draw it." ”

"You promised?"

Zhou Muyan's veil was taken off, how could it be that she didn't agree.

"Well, I'll hold on until I'm satisfied with Qingyan's painting."

Lin Qingyan frowned, stood up and turned around to block in front of Zhou Muyan, propped up on the table with his hands behind his back, facing the screen a few steps behind him, as if he could see someone's figure through the inconspicuous hole in the screen.

"Qingyan, why don't you start?"

Lin Qingyan rubbed his eyes a few times and turned around, "Okay, I'll draw it." ”

Lin Qingyan had a flat rice paper in front of her, but she didn't know how to use a brush, holding the center of the brush in her hand, she dipped some ink in the inkstone, and the tip of the pen moved from the inkstone to the top of the rice paper, and gently poked and pulled it on the paper, leaving an ink blot thicker than the tip of the pen.

Lin Qingyan looked at the ugly lines on the paper, his heart became irritable, and he continued to scribble on the paper as if venting, and the black stained on the paper changed from one to a piece the size of two palms connected together, where there was a little human outline.

"Qingyan"

Lin Qingyan heard Zhou Muyan's call, looked up at her a few times, but didn't have the courage to look directly into Zhou Muyan's eyes.

"Mu Yan, you wait a little longer, I'll draw a new one."

Lin Qingyan randomly clumped a few pieces of rice paper that had been soaked in ink into balls, and threw them onto the ground under his feet.

Lin Qingyan took a deep breath, her eyes moved back and forth from the brush to the clean rice paper, and she held the two ends of the brush with both hands, and the palm of her hand drove her wrist to break it downward, and the finger-thick brush bent and didn't last long, turning into two parts, respectively in Lin Qingyan's two palms.

Lin Qingyan threw away the end of the pen, held the upper part of the brush left in his right hand, dipped some ink in the inkstone with the sharp corner of the split end, and gently drew it on the paper according to the outline of Zhou Muyan opposite, his expression was different from the first time, and he became serious.

After several tosses, Lin Qingyan thought that the completely dissimilar portrait in front of her was the best one she had painted, and there was no need to waste paper, the thickness of the original rice paper stacked together was reduced by half, and the half of the rice paper turned into a paper ball, which was around the ground.

Lin Qingyan pushed the most satisfactory one over, "It's really a waste of Mu Yan's time, if Mu Yan feels bad, she will lose it." ”

"I'm very satisfied, thank you Qingyan for the gift, I will keep it well."

Zhou Muyan stood up, looked at herself on the paper, and fanned her right hand back and forth slightly above the scroll in front of her.

Such a bad painting was responded to by Zhou Muyan like this, and Lin Qingyan didn't know what mood to use to reply to Zhou Muyan.

Lin Qingyan didn't know when the half brush in his hand fell at his feet, Lin Qingyan didn't pick it up, but sat on the stool, and the next second he lazily lay on the rice paper spread on the table, without Lin Qingyan's cover, Zhou Muyan's appearance was once again exposed to someone's sight.

Most of the ink on the drawing paper has become dry from wet, and it will not be a big problem to fold it at this time, and the pen and ink on the paper will not be smeared, so Zhou Muyan folded the rice paper into a palm-sized square, and took out a thin handkerchief to wrap it and put it away.

Zhou Muyan raised her head, her eyes focused on Lin Qingyan's face, those few black marks made her feel inappropriate, picked up the handkerchief on the table that originally covered her face and put it in her palm, poured some tea on it and wet it, and approached Lin Qingyan.

Zhou Muyan's hand rubbed gently on Lin Qingyan's face through the handkerchief, this was because of her, how could she ignore it.

Lin Qingyan felt this qiē, and did not verify his conjecture with his own eyes, but turned his head in the opposite direction and pillowed his arm, and said in a muffled voice: "It's not early, Mu Yan, go back to the house, otherwise your sister will be worried." ”

Zhou Muyan's hand paused, thinking of the words that Ji'er had repeatedly told her before leaving, if it weren't for Qingyan's reminder, she would have almost forgotten about it.

"Qingyan, I'll go back first, if you have anything, you can go to the Zhou Mansion to find me."

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Lin Qingyan stood up alone after hearing the sound, saw the open door, and made sure that Zhou Muyan had left.

"Big brother, she's gone."