All the way to the winding path, the scholar boy Gu Linlang took Ran Huaxiu to the door of Wei Yin's study and retreated.

"You're here." Wei Yin was holding the pen and lifting his sleeve, and when he heard the footsteps, he looked up at Ran Huaxiu and smiled slightly.

Ran Huaxiu frowned - she couldn't understand Wei Yin, she couldn't understand it at all!

The ink fragrance in the study is faint, and Wei Yin, who is dressed in white, is still smiling, and the years are quiet, just like the apricot rain breeze in April.

Obviously, the two of them had torn their faces last time, and she thought that what she said was excessive, but at this time, Wei Yin was indifferent, and looked at her with his affectionate eyes.

The look in his eyes was as if he was ............

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