Chapter 139: Bun

Lin Jun turned the first page excitedly, only to see a portrait of a man and a woman with intertwined limbs on the paper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The image is sketched with very fine lines, so it can show a lot of ambiguous details. For example, the contours of the muscles on the man's body, the uncontrollable expression on the woman's face, and so on...... I have to say that in this era of abstract painting, such detailed realistic painting is really ahead of its time!

The more she flipped over, the more she blushed, hey, there was still this, like this? I didn't dare to think about it before......

After watching it for a long time, she suddenly remembered that there was still a Guo Jia standing next to her!

She looked back sharply and found that Guo Jia was standing behind her, watching with great interest......

Lin Jun immediately closed the book.

Guo Jia pretended to blink simply, and asked softly, "What's wrong with Madam, I haven't finished reading it yet." ”

Lin Jun said solemnly: "Children can't read this kind of book. Although this book was given to the two of us, I should keep it first. ”

Guo Jia immediately changed his face and said angrily: "Who is the child!" ”

Lin Jun smiled: "You're not a child, you're dog meat!" ”

When Guo Jia heard this, he immediately thought of the scene of the soft fragrance in his arms last night, and remembered all the albums he had read, but his eyes were confused, and he reached out to Lin Jun's arms to grab the book.

Lin Jun didn't expect Guo Jia to dare to rob it, and he was defenseless for a while, and he really grabbed a corner of the book.

She immediately exerted her strength, and the two of them actually competed for the yellow book.

only listened to the sound of "rubbing", and the canonization line of the book was torn off, and both of them fell backwards due to the force, and the pages of the book were scattered, and it was a room full of flying in the sky.

It's embarrassing! The newlyweds' cave room is sprinkled with spring/palace/pictures?!

She and Guo Jia hurriedly squatted on the ground to pick it up.

Lin Jun held the scattered pages in his arms, and did not see Guo Jia stuffing the pages he picked up into his clothes......

The two cleaned up the pages of the book, checked it repeatedly and found that there was no omission, Lin Jun locked these together in her small vault cabinet, and turned out a new set of clothes in the wardrobe and threw it to Guo Jia: "Change it quickly, otherwise Xiao Tao will blame me for neglecting you when Xiao Tao comes." ”

Guo Jia smiled while wearing it: "Xun Gongda can send good things this time, I want to thank him personally." ”

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Lin Jun took advantage of the marriage leave to stay at home for a few days, and the moldy ones were about to wring out the water.

She always had something to do when she was Guo Jia's assistant in the past, but now Guo Jia doesn't have to deal with official business, she wanders around in front of her all day long, and the two of them don't even have to watch TV, which is really boring.

Guo Jia wanted to pull her to relieve her boredom, this entertainment activity of the ancients is nothing more than throwing pots and playing chess.

Pitching pot is a person holding a bamboo pole and throwing it into a pot in the distance to see who votes more. This was directly passed by Lin Jun, she couldn't think of how the ancients could play such a boring game.

Originally, Lin Jun also liked to play Go, but she only liked to abuse vegetables, and it was very boring to play with people like Guo Jia.

Her only pleasure when she went down was to find out where Guo Jia put water on her.

No matter how good Guo Jia's acting skills are, she pretends to be too realistic when she loses, Lin Jun doesn't believe a penny, how could Guo Jia lose to her?

This game of chess is boring, and reading is boring, so Guo Jia said to Lin Jun: "Madam, let's go to the garden together." ”

Originally, Lin Jun refused in one bite, because she made up the long autumn leaves, Guo Jia walked with her in the forest, holding hands, and staring at the strange scene, feeling that she couldn't accept it.

Guo Jia described that there are few people who visit the garden to see the scenery, because there are often literati who gather to write poems and sentences, and everyone goes to join in the poetry and writing.

As soon as she said this, Lin Jun was moved, what kind of poetry meeting and literary meeting in ancient times, she hadn't participated in it yet.

Guo Jia saw that she was moved, and hurriedly sent someone to inquire about the time of the recent poetry meeting, and prepared to go together.

Poetry meetings are generally held in the afternoon, and the morning is exactly the time for Guo Jia to catch up on sleep, as for why he sleeps until noon every day, Lin Jun feels that she neither knows it, but also knows a little, after all, she is not completely unaware of Guo Jia's movements at night.

She actually felt the pleasure of punishing him in her heart, just because of this kind of thing, isn't it too shameful to be punished......

Before the two set off in the afternoon, Lin Jun pondered for a while and asked him, "Do you need me to change your face?" I heard that Kong Rong is also going to the poetry club, and it's not good to bump into him head-on. ”

Guo Jia smiled: "No need, there are a lot of people who go to the poetry club to join in the fun, and he Kong Rong's eyes are high, and he can't look down on us." Just ......"

"Just what?" Lin Jun asked.

"It's just, madam, your hair bun ......" Guo Jia said euphemistically, "You still tie your girl's hair in a bun, it doesn't matter at home, if you go outside, ......"

As he spoke, he showed an aggrieved look again.

Lin Jun couldn't help but pinch his face: "Didn't you teach me not to get close to you because of pity and guilt, look at your aggrieved appearance." ”

Guo Jia was unconvinced: "I am really wronged, if you go out like this, others will laugh at me again." ”

The two said this, and Lin Jun still went back to the room to change the woman's hair bun. It's not that women's buns are old-fashioned, in fact, girls' buns are more monotonous in this era, and women's buns are varied, such as the responsible snake bun.

Lin Jun changed his refreshing and generous hairstyle and got into the carriage with Guo Jia, and was about to be ignited by his fiery gaze along the way.

Isn't it just a change of bun! As everyone knows, in the eyes of Guo Jia, who has a very low sense of security, this bun represents the connection between the couple and the couple.

Lin Jun lifted the curtain of the carriage, only to feel that the scenery along the way was a little familiar, and after arriving, she found that the place where the poetry meeting was held was the garden where they held the talent meeting at that time!

The garden is no longer filled with desks for the Meritocracy exams, but seems to have been transplanted with more flowers and plants, and even in autumn, it looks full of life.

The literati sat on the ground, cooking wine on the spot, discussing poetry, chanting the past and the present, this posture is so unhappy!

What makes Lin Jun feel comfortable is that the number of women in the garden has increased greatly this time, and it can even be said that more than half of the women in the garden are women, and most of them are unmarried women.

In short, this is different from the stiff atmosphere of the exam that day, and today is more casual and happy.

The two of them looked at the most popular seat, and sure enough, they saw an old acquaintance, Kong Rong, who was sitting with another slightly younger literati, surrounded by a large group of fans on the inner and outer three floors.

I couldn't hear Kong Rong raise his hand and say these things with his hands raised, but I just heard the group of fans applaud.

Lin Jun originally wanted to see how they opened this poetry meeting, but now seeing that Kong Rong was alone and his mouth was like a river, he didn't want to join in the excitement, so as not to be found by him in the crowd and cause more trouble.