(052) The minor tone in front of the window is hazy
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"Lin Mengyao, don't think I don't know. It must have been your foxy mother who taught her the tricks, otherwiseβ"
"Smack-"
Before the words fell, there was a crisp sound. The Gu brothers and sisters who had their own hearts and minds looked at each other in shock, but found that it was only Lin Mengyao who slapped his palms. It's just that the sound is too crisp, like a slap in the face.
"What happens if you hit your face with such force?" Lin Mengyao was full of smiles, but she was pressing step by step, as if she would really slap that loud slap on Liu Agarwood's face at any time.
"What are you doing? Don't you still want to do it? I don't know why, watching Lin Mengyao pressing step by step, Liu Shenxiang was cowardly in her heart, she felt that Lin Mengyao's eyes were like a sharp knife, poking straight into her heart. But thinking that there were so many people, she stiffened her neck again: "Hmph, I want to see if you have the guts!" β
Lin Mengyao sneered, not hiding her contempt for Liu Shenxiang at all.
In fact, this Liu Agarwood is really a rare beauty embryo, even if she is rich in Jinghua, she can also overwhelm the crowd. It's just that what's the use of just having beauty, beautiful as a flower but like a dementie. Right now, everyone is watching, she insults her mother like that, protects her mother for her children, and has a slight gain or loss in words and deeds, which can be forgiven. What's more, Liu Agarwood had already suffered a loss in this regard last time, and he didn't know the truth of "eating a trench to grow a wisdom".
It's just that today, Lin Mengyao doesn't want to slap her to make her remember it for a long time.
"Miss uncle, to be honest, this is the second time you have insulted your mother, but I don't want to bother with you anymore." Lin Mengyao sighed, with a look of weakness on her face, and waited for Huizhu to step forward and help her before getting up: "I don't have the body to worry about you." β
ββ¦β¦ However, Miss Uncle, as a sister-in-law, I still want to give a word of advice: If you look at people's words and colors, you can know people's hearts...... What kind of words a person has, what kind of mind he has...... What do you say, husband......"
Lin Mengyao didn't really want Gu Beichen's response, but Gu Beichen despised Liu Shenxiang so cooperatively.
Liu Shenxiang wanted to speak out, but when he saw Gu Beichen's expression, he couldn't say a word. The original full and lustrous complexion turned from red to white, and from white to red.
The effect has been achieved, Lin Mengyao gasped twice, leaned over and apologized to everyone: "Mengyao's body has not healed yet, retreat first." If you neglect it, please forgive me. β
Regardless of the looks of the people behind her, Lin Mengyao left the courtyard accompanied by Huizhu and Cuizhu.
Kankan turned the corridor leading to the bedroom, and Cuizhu opened her mouth: "Miss, you should really slap her in the mouth like you did last time!" β
"Silly girl, force won't solve the problem. Besides, this Liu Agarwood is a fierce paper tiger on his face, and it is not a problem. β
Lin Mengyao smiled faintly, if a few slaps could make Liu Shenxiang remember for a long time, she wouldn't be like this today. In fact, what can really make her remember for a long time is Gu Beichen, she swept her face in front of Gu Beichen, and she will remember it to her bones. Just now, Lin Mengyao fluttered a few words, but she really sat down and carved this lesson into her bones - after today, Liu Shenxiang will remember that there are gains and losses in front of Gu Beichen, which will only make her more despised by Gu Beichen.
It's just that why is Gu Beichen so cooperative? Although she has experienced two lives, Lin Mengyao is just a little guarded, and what Gu Beichen thinks is something she can't guess.
After entering the bedroom, Lin Mengyao lay down on the couch, feeling bored, so she got up again, walked to the window, and opened the poems.
In the past few days, in addition to bothering and entertaining guests, Lin Mengyao's life is quite leisurely. In addition to recuperating from injuries and appreciating flowers every day, it is a word of appreciation. This word is naturally no longer limited to Gu Beichen's lyrics, and there are more hundreds of works on the desk. Looking at the thick books, Lin Mengyao suddenly became interested.
In the previous life, Jinghua popularized bookmarks, and the small seal was matched with a wonderful picture, which was pleasing to the eye and pleasing to the eye.
Rise with interest and do it yourself. Lin Mengyao found a few pages of paper with moderate hardness, and then started to bask in the sun. Qianqian's hands, simple outline, the four gentlemen in the flower are lifelike on the paper, coupled with a hand of elegant handwriting, elegant things from time to time.
"Isn't it that your body is tired? How do you still have the energy to look at such a tiring thing? β
Lin Mengyao was so engrossed in this that she didn't know when Gu Beichen would come. Raising his head suddenly, Gu Beichen stood with her across the window, the sunlight fell on his hair and shoulders, creating a faint halo, lining his whole person like a dream.
"Why do you look like that?" Gu Beichen saw Lin Mengyao shaking his head, and smiled faintly again.
Lin Mengyao suddenly came back to his senses under his smile, and with a shake of his hand, a drop of thick ink actually fell on the piece of paper in his hand.
"It's not mine that ruined the bookmark."
Seeing the ink reflected on the paper, Gu Beichen looked regretful, turned around and left the window, and wanted to turn into the house. Entered the room. Seeing the corners of his clothes fluttering, Lin Mengyao restrained her slightly flustered mind, so as not to blame herself secretly: The lessons of the previous life were so tragic, how could this life sink?
"How did it ruin it?" Lin Mengyao restrained her thoughts, and had already piled up a smile on her face before Gu Beichen came in: "There is always a way to remedy it." β
As he spoke, he didn't wait for Gu Beichen to approach, took the bookmark and put it on the desk, then took a pen and dipped it in ink, and after a few breaths of thought, he leaned down lightly and carefully sketched on the paper.
Seeing Lin Mengyao's attitude, Gu Beichen was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth were already hooked with a meaningful smile, and he stepped forward lightly. Gu Beichen's original intention was to explore Lin Mengyao's movements on the paper, but he didn't want the breeze to blow lightly, so he took Lin Mengyao's few strands of broken hair to float. The broken hair happened to touch his face, carrying a faint fragrance, which made his heart flutter for a while.
couldn't help it, reaching out to hold the strand of playful long hair, but she didn't want Lin Mengyao to suddenly put down her pen and turn around, holding the bookmark that had just been stained.
Eyes fell on the bookmark, the pea-sized ink dot turned into a fish, above the fish, a few more strokes, the water lines appeared, reflecting the bright sunshine, the lifelike fish seemed to swim in the water, very vivid.
-- It's a woman with a blue heart!
Gu Beichen sighed in his heart, took the bookmark with a light smile, took the pen by himself, thought about it slightly, and then wrote on the desk. Lin Mengyao was surprised, and when she looked closer, her eyes lit up.
The reason why she was able to turn ink into swimming fish was because she had received Zhang Qian's guidance in her previous life and had a trace of understanding of calligraphy and painting. However, this Gu Beichen always thought that he was just outstanding in poetry, but he didn't want his paintings to be exquisite. Just a few breaths, the green willows are weeping, the new swallows are pecking at the mud, the warm warblers are flying, and the bookmark is a scene of midspring.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
Lin Mengyao couldn't help but exclaim, she didn't want Gu Beichen to suddenly turn around, the two of them were actually a stone's throw away.