Wen Wan didn't even look at him, "Hmm"

Another crow crow came, breaking through the dense forest, You Jiuhua said in a calm tone, "Catch me", and stretched out a hand to Wen Wan.

When Wen Wan heard this, her heart couldn't help but warm, and she said in her heart: This prince is a man of temperament, so he cares about people.

But he said lightly, "No need, I'm not afraid"

You Jiuhua insisted, "Catch me", and after a while, he squeezed out another sentence, "I'm afraid"

Gentility:......

His voice sounded very stable, but he didn't look scared, huh?

You Jiuhua, the more panicked he was, the more calm his face became.

Wen Wan turned her head to look at him, and under the moonlight, she saw that his forehead was densely covered with sweat, and she was really a little scared.

Wen Wan sighed, "You...... Pull my sleeves"

You Jiuhua carefully pulled the gentle sleeves, and the two continued to walk slowly.

Wen Wan tilted her head slightly, wanting to say something to divert You Jiuhua's scared emotions, "Did those people have an enmity with you just now?"

You Jiuhua paused, and the corners of his mouth hooked a wry smile intentionally or unintentionally, "I don't know, but there shouldn't be anyone else who will be so boring except for those so-called brothers in my family."

Wen Wan didn't answer, her face was a little gloomy, and she said in her heart: This prince has infinite scenery on the surface, but he is actually a pathetic person. But everyone in the world is sad, who is three points luckier than whom. I do not complain against the world, nor do I remember the world and do not disturb me.

Since that night, this prince has had leisure, and he has come to the evening building every day to find gentleness. Let's play chess today, and play a few songs tomorrow. For the first time, Wen Wan felt that she was so patient and so idle.

At night, the building is deserted during the day, and there are fewer people coming and going. Wen Wan sat in the courtyard behind the building at night, and a tall tree was planted in the yard, and the branches grew very open, occupying half of the yard. The place that was not occupied by this tree was planted with a little purple and red, and it was the flowering season, and there were really a hundred flowers competing for beauty.

Wen Wan lay on a soft couch, under the rich green shade, her eyes closed.

"Master, Young Master You is here" A black-clothed attendant walked into the courtyard from outside and whispered to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan opened her eyes, with helplessness in her eyes, sighed, and said, "Got it, just let him in."

"Yes," the black-clad attendant replied and withdrew.

After a while, You Jiuhua came in. is still dressed in white, and his face is bright, like a dazzling sun.

Wen Wan glanced at You Jiuhua lightly, "Why are you wearing white clothes again?Shouldn't your royal family like that bright yellow?"

Wen Wan didn't care too much about You Jiuhua's identity, he didn't say anything about her. But after a few days of getting along, You Jiuhua said that friends should be honest, so he told Wen Wan about his identity as the prince.

"Doesn't this mean that the white clothes show their temperament! The white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy, and they have a temperament as warm as jade, don't they?" You Jiuhua said as he walked into Wen Wan's room and moved a chair out, placing it not far from Wen Wan.

"Tea?" Wen Wan didn't want to continue the topic with him, and asked lightly.

You Jiuhua shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "Well, let's have a drink", and sat there like an uncle.

Wen Wan straightened up slightly, and said a little speechlessly, "The tea is poured by yourself there, are you waiting for me to serve tea?"

"I thought you were going to pour me tea."

"This kind of thing, just think about it," Wen Wan looked at him with a faint expression.

You Jiuhua didn't walk over to pour tea, but took out an antique wooden box and took out a painting from it. "Wen Wan, can I bring a painting today, can I take a look?"

"Look, you've brought it all," Wen Wan said, standing up from the soft couch, "bring it into the room and put it on the table, it looks better."

Hearing this, You Jiuhua put the painting back in the wooden box and walked in behind Wen Wan.

Wen Wan took all the things on the table to the other side, looked up at You Jiuhua, "Well, just put it here"

You Jiuhua walked to Wen Wan's side, took out the painting, slowly unfolded it, and pressed it with an inkstone.

Ink of different shades slid across the white paper, outlining soft and ethereal lines, distant mountains loomed, near the water seemed to be flowing slowly, and a few grasses appeared mischievously next to the ink stone, swaying in the wind. The pen is steady, rigid and soft, and the whole ink painting is very charming.

"Well, yes, my master painted it?" Wen Wan nodded slightly, and then looked at You Jiuhua.

You Jiuhua was a little surprised, and said, "How do you know that he painted it?"

"It's easy to understand," Wen Wan smiled, and walked away. Xindao: I've been following that person for ten years, and if I can't even see what it looks like.

You Jiuhua didn't forget to put the painting away, and asked, "Your master's painting skills are so exquisite, are you also very good at painting?"

Wen Wan looked back, smiled faintly, and retreated instead, "Hmm, do you want to take a look?"

Hearing Wen Wan say this, You Jiuhua smiled brightly and said, "Yes"

"I'm pretty good at drawing figures, can I paint a picture of Danqing for you?", walked to the table and took a pen and paper gently.

You Jiuhua sat on the chair he had moved, leaned lightly on it, and gently shook the folding fan in his hand.

Wen Wan sat not far from him, painting intently. Occasionally glanced at You Jiuhua once or twice, and blushed when he looked at him.

Wen Wan chuckled when she saw this, and deliberately said, "Is it hot? Why is your face so red? It's a pity that you don't have red paint, otherwise you have to put two blushes on your face."

You Jiuhua's movement of shaking the folding fan suddenly became much more violent, and his expression was a little unnatural, "Yes, it's hot."

"Don't move," said gently.

was Wen Wan said this, You Jiuhua really didn't move, and sat obediently.

Occasionally, a few wisps of light wind blew, bringing a few bird chirpings and making the green trees shake their branches merrily. There was a ray of sunlight squeezing through the dense trees, and the leaves came to the gentle face impartially, shining on the long black eyelashes, sparkling in the sun.

It is estimated that after about two hours, You Jiuhua's neck was a little sour because he had maintained a posture all the time, twisted his neck, and asked, "Is the painting finished?"

Wen Wan also just put down the pen and said lightly: "Hmm"

You Jiuhua hurriedly ran over and came behind Wen Wan, the joy on his face faded, and his face was a little dark.

A chair was drawn crookedly on the white paper, on which sat a stickman with a few hairs like a hedgehog on his head, staggering from side to side. A tree was scribbled next to it, the branches twisted around, and a round black ball hung on the top. On the far left is a wall, and on the wall are several birds that look like chickens, as if they are crowing from ear to ear.

Dare to love him for so long in a pose, his ass hurts, and it is a stickman's turn???

"Gentle...... You...... I'm so angry", You Jiuhua held back for a long time before holding back such a sentence, took Wen Wan's painting from the easel, and walked out of the small courtyard angrily.

Wen Wan saw that You Jiuhua walked out in a little anger, smiled slightly, and took out a painting that she had covered with white paper, and it was You Jiuhua who was painted on it.

It's just a simple black ink, but it copies the person's brilliance on it.

The man's eyebrows were picturesque, his clothes were better than snow, and his eyes were like stars.