It wasn't until she sat on the delicately carved double-layer painting boat and walked leisurely among the turquoise lakes that Ye Zhenzhen reacted.

He doesn't want to leave either, does he?! He's reluctant too, right?!

She was delighted. A smile that could not be concealed was raised on his face. A pair of apricot eyes were also bent into a crescent shape.

Because of the rain the night before, there was a faint layer of fog floating on the surface of the lake, and the few ivory-colored carved purple pattern painting boats walked leisurely in the water, as if driving in the sea of clouds in the heavenly palace. The green hills in the distance are also hazy outlines, like a beautiful ink painting. The scenery is picturesque, and people swim in the painting.

Yang Yuhong pulled her to the cabin and asked her to sit down, and magically took out a black food box from under the table.

"Knowing that you didn't have any food in the morning, I specially asked someone to buy it and send it over, it's hot, hurry up and eat some, don't be hungry."

Green Ripple wanted to help, but he didn't. I personally scooped barley and wolfberry japonica rice porridge from a small blue and white jar for Ye Zhenzhen, as well as a small plate of crystal buns arranged in the shape of plum blossoms, a small plate of cold green bamboo shoots, and a small plate of spiced peas.

Originally, she felt that she couldn't eat anything, and when she saw this refreshing and brightly colored meal, she suddenly felt hungry and hungry.

The boiled soft and glutinous porridge, when it enters the mouth, it is indescribably warm and sweet, moistens in the throat, and is sweet in the heart.

She raised her eyes and smiled brightly at him.

Yang Yuhong instantly felt that there were spring flowers blooming in front of him, which was extremely dazzling. I couldn't help but lean over and lean close.

The tip of the nose is almost palpable.

Ye Zhenzhen's face was a little red. The black and big eyes just stared at him fixedly, staring without blinking.

Yang Yuhong wanted to go one step further and pecked at that flower-like smile. But the two maids who swept to the two and quickly turned their backs, and her two maids, whose heads were lowered and couldn't lower any longer, had to give up after all.

He sighed lowly. Stretched out a finger and wiped it on her lips, it was crystal juice, "Hurry up and eat, it should be cold in a while." ”

So under his attentive gaze, Ye Zhenzhen filled her stomach very quickly and elegantly.

By this time, the sun was already in full bloom. The fog on the water surface also gradually dispersed. The clear blue water of the lake, rippling in circles, is very wonderful. The green mountains in the distance are like daisies, and the sons are handsome and incomparable in the distance, there is nothing better than this time.

The two sat across from each other. She is the painting in his eyes, and he is the person in her paintings.

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly had the idea of painting a portrait of him.

Yang Yuhong is both happy and a little sour. After all these years, does she want to look at the portrait and miss herself?!

Looking at her careful depiction one stroke at a time, it was as if those lines had become a thin net, enveloping his whole person and heart. She looked at him carefully, painting seriously, so warm, revealing a delicate comfort, his heart seemed to be soaked in the locust nectar pot, sweet and greasy to make people tremble.

Staring at the moon-like face in front of me, I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the warmth.

Kankan raised his hand, and she stopped him.

"Hey, don't move! I didn't draw it well. ”

He laughed. Still ignoring her round eyes, he gently pinned the strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear, and stroked her face before turning around and sitting there in a regular manner.

Ye Zhenzhen felt as if her cheeks were on fire, and glared fiercely at the man with a pair of phoenix eyes.

I exhaled slowly for a few breaths before I calmed down and continued to paint.

On the white scroll, with the green mountains and green waters as the background, it sets off a handsome and leisurely son, especially a pair of warm phoenix eyes that are slightly narrowed, which makes people seem to be indulging in it at a glance, and what is surging in it is not just simple and gentle? ! That kind of concentration, as if the world is nothing, and he can only see this figure in front of him!

Red knotweed also stood aside.

Looking at this pair of fairy couples, the two of them who couldn't get into their eyes, all kinds of sourness rose in their hearts. She had seen Childe also paint a woman with such meticulous care, and the woman he depicted with his heart was depicting another man with his heart at this time.

The same sourness is also for yourself. She had also described his face in such a detailed way in her heart, the cold eyebrows and eyes, the graceful look, and the trace of arrogance. She used to depict it so carefully, as if engraved in her mind, engraved in her heart... Left traces, accompanied by pain, he didn't want her to remember him, he just wanted her to remember the woman in the painting.

Do you have a picture in your heart?! If the people in the eyes of the two are each other, it is as sweet as the two people in front of them. If not, what a dead word!

Involuntarily, she took out the bamboo flute in her arms, put it to her lips, and played it gently.

The lingering melody is mixed with a bit of coldness. It seems that he has met the lover he has admired for a long time, with a little temptation, with a little cautious calmness, but the sweetness in his heart is also lingering one by one, and slowly disappearing everything

…

Ye Zhenzhen had already drawn it at this time. I pressed it with a paperweight and let it dry slowly.

Yang Yuhong looked at himself on the paper, and the fine eyebrows and eyes were all attentive to the extreme.

He pulled down a bamboo curtain, and pulled the delicate woman to his lap and sit down, and kissed the pair of peach-like red lips.

With deep emotion, with the thought that had already flooded before leaving, with the annoyance that she always made him so uncontrollable, he kissed the person in his arms deeply.

He wanted to tell her with his warm lips, his joy and longing, and he wanted to tell him for his deep attachment to her!

Ye Zhenzhen had already been hot by his fiery eyes, and when she kissed her, she was directly confused and didn't know what to do. She felt as if a storm had swept over her, and she had let herself sink and float in it, her brain was blank and empty, and she wanted to enrich it again, so that it would be satisfied, so she raised her face and pressed herself up, and a pair of small hands grabbed his chest tightly...

Ye Zhenzhen's obedience and initiative caused the man to throb even more, and a pair of big hands dragged her head tightly, and her lips and teeth were deeply entangled...

The calm and clear lake, the towering green mountains in the distance, and the entwined bamboo sounds form a beautiful and lingering scene painting...

With the witness of the lake and the color of the water, with this mutual possession of the same heart, this beauty is engraved in time...

also let such a beautiful thing slowly reminisce about the days when the two were separated, they haven't left, and the lovesickness has begun...