I represent the supreme right, but it also brings endless coolness to the people in that position, and the high place is unbearable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because of this, Zhao Zheng never used this word in front of Li Jiang, because he was unwilling to distance himself from her in front of Li Jiang, and he was subconsciously even more reluctant to stand alone in that cold high place.

Zhao Zheng came back to his senses, and Li Jiang in front of the table was shaking his head and preparing to write something.

Zhao Zheng paced over and stood still behind her, even the paper was prepared with heart, it seems that this photo studio is really doing it with heart.

He glanced at Li Jiang's hand, hehe, a little trembling, is it because he can't use a brush?

Indeed, this point was really guessed right by Zhao Zheng, Li Jiang didn't like calligraphy since he was a child, and every time he took a brush class, he would try his best to skip class, anyway, he didn't need this brush when he grew up, and all along, Li Jiang had been the best in the whole grade except for hating brush words, so the teacher and parents turned a blind eye, which made her confused.

Now Li Jiang, to be honest, still regrets a little, why didn't he learn calligraphy well in the first place? Otherwise, I wouldn't have made a fool of myself in front of Zhao Zheng today! She didn't know what nerves she had today, but when she saw these furnishings, she suddenly became interested, as if she used to write in such a place, and ran in and picked up the pen regardless of it, but this would make her brain blank.

Uh, how do I get this off? Where's this pause? Where should it be wide? Where should it be narrow? Mom, what's this? How do you write it?

Coupled with Zhao Zheng beside her, Li Jiang didn't have to look back, she could even hear Zhao Zheng's breathing, she was even more nervous, your sister, it's really ugly today!

Zhao Zheng chuckled softly, then reached out from behind Li Jiang's back, wrapped her in his arms, held her right hand with his right hand, and slowly lifted the pen on the paper.

To be honest, this posture made Li Jiang's heart beat like thunder, but there was a sweet love that rose from the depths of his heart. Li Jiang once saw such a scene in a costume drama, what was her reaction at that time? Oh, by the way, at the time, she scoffed at this, thinking that the actors had all acted well, wasn't it just the two of them holding hands and writing together? As for the chicken jelly? In the end, the chickens froze on the bed and rolled the sheets?

Well, she won't admit it if she is killed, she is watching a TV series with some inner color. Yes, you say you can't watch a normal movie?

Li Jiang felt that his face must be red, because of Zhao Zheng's breath, and because of this posture. How long have the two of them slept together, what hasn't the other seen before? It's just that this kind of ambiguity is more impactful to the heart than the direct gaze of the red fruit, and it is more easy to be excited.

Zhao Zheng doesn't have these charming thoughts, he is just really enjoying this process, enjoying the overlapping process of this life and the previous life, which makes his heart more and more soft, this is the little Jiang he has loved all his life, the sky is fortunate to let himself find her again, so that he has the opportunity to love again.

This time, he will never let go, and he will never let anyone hurt her, even if it is sad!

Zhao Zheng's words, Li Jiang didn't have a chance to see it often, after all, it is now an electronic society, and Zhao Zheng is standing in the top position, and the places that need to be visited are mostly his signatures, not to mention such brush words, she has never seen them and never thought about them.

The vigorous and powerful big characters, in Zhao Zheng's waves, slowly appeared on the white paper in front of him, and the charm and skill in it can be seen from this big character.

has been writing for decades, even in this world, Zhao Zheng has never really stopped, this is the only advantage that Li Jiang admired and admired him back then, he couldn't stop and didn't dare to stop.

Just Li Jiang's handwriting, it's still a lifetime thing, right? Zhao Zheng couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

He put the pen down, but still didn't let go of Li Jiang's hand, but held it in his palm: "Xiao Jiang, do you want to draw?" ”

Zhao Zheng's so-called painting refers to ink painting. He remembered Li Jiang's painting that looked like a chicken, not a chicken, a duck, a duck, a duck, a bird, and a bird, and his forehead began to jump, and he regretted it a little, why did he mention painting?

Maybe maybe Li Jiang has made his paintings better in his life! Well, although I haven't seen Li Jiang paint, I have been required to learn to paint for nine years!

However, our Zhao Zhengtong shoes may have forgotten, learned to draw and can paint, are completely two concepts, Li Jiang children, since kindergarten, painting has not had a hand, even if it is a simple table and chair apple, she can paint with you.

Li Jiang shook his head violently: "I can't draw!" Don't draw either! "If Zhao Zheng is allowed to see the paintings he has drawn, will he die of shame? His handwriting is so beautiful, better than the handwriting of any master, and his painting will definitely not be bad. Wasn't it customary to call it calligraphy and painting in ancient times? Calligraphy and painting must be good brothers and good friends who don't leave home, so they can't show their ugliness in front of him anymore, uh, it's not ordinary ugliness, it's completely self-defeating ugliness, ugly to the extreme!

Zhao Zheng didn't expect Li Jiang to react like this at all, and when he thought of the painting, Zhao Zheng said decisively: "Okay, then don't paint, you can see me paint!" ”

Li Jiang didn't expect that she would escape this catastrophe so easily, you know, at that moment just now, she was ready to fight a protracted battle!

However, Zhi'en Tubao has always been Li Jiang's good character, and this time is no exception, Li Jiang took the initiative to get out of the way, and then raised his sleeves and stood next to him and obediently grinded Zhao Zhengyan.

Zhao Zheng just thought about it for a while, then picked up the pen and began to draw on a piece of drawing paper, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a wave at all, almost a stroke, it is really a stroke, a heroic picture of mountains and rivers, and it jumped on the paper.

He took the smaller brush again and revised it seriously, but it was also a moment of effort, and he heard Zhao Zheng say: "Okay, little ginger!" ”

Li Jiang put down the ink strip in his hand, still holding the hem of his sleeve, and praised sincerely without hesitation: "Wow, you are so tired!" ”

Zhao Zheng smiled softly at her.

When Li Jiang saw Zhao Zheng's smile, she didn't know why, but a strong feeling came up from the bottom of her heart, and she made a movement, smearing the ink on her fingers that she didn't know when, and smeared it on Zhao Zheng's nose! (To be continued.) )