On the seventh day when Zhang Xianxian began to take medicine, he was summoned by Zhang Qian.

"Slim, are you better?" The question seemed to be a kind father's concern for his daughter, but she knew that it was not.

"Back to my father, my hands can already paint, so I'll draw the thief today."

"General, are you looking for me?" Jun Zimo came in from the door, saluted respectfully, asked slowly, and then waved at Zhang Xianxian and called out, "Third Miss." That eye never lifted up to look at her.

Zhang Xianxian also returned the salute, standing obediently behind his father, alienated like a stranger.

The gentleman's heart moved, this woman was so smart, but in just three or two sentences, and a few days, she could actually make this pretense look good. A few days ago, she saw that she was still so breathless, and if it weren't for the way she looked at herself, she wouldn't have wanted to kill her. And now, she obviously wants to help him, so she is so estranged. Such a woman is Zhang Qianling's daughter, it's a pity!

"The slender hand is almost good, I want you to help her complete the portrait of the thief."

"Yes, let the third lady send you."

Zhang Qianling looked at the two of them so estranged, and was very puzzled, could it be that the person of that day was really not a gentleman?

"Someone, prepare ink." He was getting more and more eager to find out what the thief looked like.

Holding the pen, Zhang Xianxian's hand couldn't help trembling, and his face was unconsciously sweating.

After the first stroke of the brush fell on the rice paper, Zhang Xianxian's heart became extremely firm, so each stroke was neat, and a handsome face gradually took shape under her pen, and the gentleman looked at the person she painted with some surprise, wondering in his heart, when did the two of them meet? How could she frame him, the famous flower thief Wushuang Gonghua Wurui! Thinking of the rumors about him, he seemed to have guessed a rough idea after looking at the good appearance of the woman in front of him. smiled playfully, and sighed in his heart: "Woman, it's really unprovoked!" ”

"It's done, father, you see that thief looks like this." After a long time, Zhang Xianxian stopped writing and said.

Jun Zimo looked at the black clothes in the painting, and suddenly felt a trace of change in his heart. Unconsciously raised his head to look at her somewhat nervous face. Xu doesn't often lie, and her face is still a little pale, but the calmness in her expression also makes people feel the sincerity in her words.

She's covering up for him, and it's getting more and more interesting!

She heard that the man in the painting was fond of bright clothes, but she painted them in black. The dark blue she wore that day was difficult to distinguish from black at night, and he usually loved blue, probably because she was afraid of doubting him, so she painted it black. Such a woman with such a delicate heart must have recognized herself, but she did not put him in a predicament, but helped him resolve Zhang Qianling's suspicions about him. This woman really surprised him!

"Someone, go all out to find this person." Zhang Qianling handed the painting to his subordinates, looked at Jun Zimo for a while, and then said: "Mo'er, follow me well in the future, with my Zhang family, you will be able to ensure your success." ”

"Thank you, teacher." Jun Zimo looked excited and said gratefully.

Zhang Xianxian looked at his expression and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jun Zimo left with Zhang Qian, Zhang Xianxian stayed alone, he didn't tell her to go with her, she could only go back quietly. See, he really doesn't care about himself, he cares about the thief, that's why he will send someone to treat her. If she says she can't remember what the thief looks like, she might ...... I'm already dead in that broken courtyard! Slightly sighed and smiled bitterly.

She was still sorry for the person in the painting, but she could only blame him for his bad luck. Among the men she has seen, he is the only one except Junzimo, and it is definitely unrealistic for her to imagine a face out of thin air. Besides, the man was a thief, but he was a thief picking flowers.

Whoever made him want to slighten her that day can be regarded as avenging himself, that is, he really arrested him and went to prison, and it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, thinking like this, even the guilt in his heart is gone, looking at the back of the distant away and smiling lightly, his name has a desert character, just like the indifferent feeling he gives people, but one day, she will definitely warm his hand by his side.

At night, a beautiful woman in green clothes half leaned against the window, smiling at the crescent moon. The dark blue starry sky seems to be the deep blue coat, so will his smile also bend the corners of his eyes like the white moon? In that case, it must be warm......

"Beauty, but are you thinking about me?" A thick fragrance stroked the tip of Zhang Xian's nose, and the shameless laughter awakened her fantasy.

"You...... Why are you here? Zhang Xianxian looked at the face that was very close to her in some surprise, and was a little nervous for a while, her teeth chattered up and down, and her words were slurred.

With a whoosh, a hurricane struck, and the face was far away from her. The feeling of oppression dissipated, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Unconsciously raised his eyes to look at the man.

At this moment, the beautiful man in the scarlet robe was lying gracefully on his side among the jacaranda trees. The face is extremely beautiful, the eyes are tender, and the smile is evil. Zhang Xianxian couldn't help but be a little stunned when she looked at it, her seductive and enchanting posture seemed to be so amazing every time she saw it. Knowing that Lu Dao was just his frivolity, it wasn't a nasty mood. It's as if that charming gesture was made by him, and it always has a special flavor.

"I heard that the beauty missed me, so I came. I don't just like to throw hugs, I don't just like to throw hugs, I ...... I love it too! ”

"When did I say I miss you?" Zhang Xianxian blushed for a while, and asked dryly, Rao is she controlling her emotions, and she still can't make up her mind about getting along with men and women.

"Oh...... Don't want to! It's true...... Don't want to? The elongated tail note was bewitching, and the handsome face made a sad expression, which actually made Zhang Xianxian feel a little guilty, so he lowered his head and didn't look at it.

"When...... Of course not. ”

"However, I heard that the beauty herself painted my portrait, and the whole city is looking for me......" The voice went from far to near, and when the last note ended, he came to her again, his eyes met, he reached out and inserted the flower he picked casually into her hair, Zhang Xianxian took several steps back in a panic.

"I'm just doing harm to the people." After the panic, his voice had regained his composure, and his intentions were also heard by Zhang Xianxian - Xingshi asked for guilt! However, it was obviously him who provoked her first, and when she remembered that day, she was still angry!

"When have I ever hurt someone?" The innocent expression on his face made Zhang Xianxian so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't have a seizure, so he had to keep his mouth shut and not speak. It's never helpful to argue about such things!

"Then I'll show you how I hurt people, so that you can ...... There is an excuse. The handsome face tore a wicked smile, raised an eyebrow, and put one hand around her thin waist, and the ambiguity in the voice made people blush.

When he reacted, Zhang Xianxian was already floating in the air.

"You, let it go...... Let me go. Zhang Xianxian struggled to get out of his confinement.

"Are you sure? If you don't want to turn into a meatloaf, and you happen to not know how to do kung fu, I advise you to be obedient. Hua Wurui blinked innocently and reminded kindly.

Zhang Xianxian tentatively glanced at the distance between herself and the ground now, and closed her eyes in fear. She really didn't want to die at the moment, she hadn't been able to warm those indifferent and cold hands. So he grabbed the sleeve of the man beside him.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Do what we have to do." Another evil laugh, he deliberately leaned into her ear and whispered softly, his breath blowing on her ear, the tickling sensation made her scalp tingle.

So obediently shut up and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

A bright phantom slid by, and in mid-air, there was no longer that scarlet and green beauty.