"Miss Wenyu!" King Li Chuang quickly calculated in his heart, looked at Zhang Wenyu seriously and said: "If Miss Wenyu can borrow the ancient jade, I am willing to mortgage this ancient jade to you, and after I play with it, I can use it to exchange it back, so that I damaged the ancient jade, and this jade can also be used as compensation, so you can see if it is okay." “

"Brother Chuangwang!" Zhang Wenyu saw Li Chuangwang's serious appearance, and suddenly smiled slyly like a little fox who had eaten grapes: "I'll help you get it tomorrow, but every time you play with it, you have to tell Wenyu a good story." “

"Ahh King Li Chuang smiled dumbly, thinking that he needed to pay a price, one story a day, and immediately agreed happily.

Zhang Wenyu's Spring Festival Gala was full and peaceful, almost sleeping with Liang Shanbo Zhu Yingtai, this dream was particularly sweet, and even in the dream, Zhang Wenyu turned herself into Zhu Yingtai, and Liang Shanbo's appearance was suddenly Li Chuangwang, who was a sword eyebrow.

Li Chuangwang's Spring Festival Gala is over and over, every time I think of Lingyu practice, that feeling of rapid progress, so that Li Chuangwang is looking forward to it, after absorbing the essence of refining Yuehua, Li Chuangwang simply didn't sleep, and kept thinking about Zhang Wenyu's illness in his head, this girl wants to help herself find Gu Yu, and just wants him to tell a few stories, Li Chuangwang is not a person who knows how to repay his kindness, he just wants to find a good way to completely cure Zhang Wenyu's illness.

Regardless of the time, he passed slowly, and after dinner the next day, in the Cangting in the back garden, King Li Chuang arrived early, holding the Cai Hou paper given to him by Zhang Wenyu the day before, and he read the stories on it carefully, this Nizi's memory scrutiny talent is even a little terrifying, dozens of stories have been written in a different way, only a few are slightly different.

"Brother Chuangwang!" Li Chuangwang, who had been waiting for a long time, heard the voice of his dreams, and hurriedly looked back, and was suddenly a little stunned, only to see Zhang Wenyu's face like a tender flower, a slender figure, long hair draped in a vest, gently held by a pink ribbon, dressed in white, and was reflected by the flowers in the back garden in late spring, not even to be forced to look at.

"Brother Chuangwang!" Zhang Wenyu was a little distracted when she saw King Li Chuang, remembering last night's dream, she couldn't help but see a pear vortex, covered her lips lightly with coquettishness, and shouted softly: "Why are you a nerd again, the same as Liang Shanbo that my brother talked about yesterday." ”

"Ah, Miss Wenyu!" King Li Chuang came back to his senses and secretly said ashamed in his heart: "You are here, come and sit!" ”

It's no wonder that Zhang Wenyu, who has just started her spring heart, dressed up seriously after dinner, her body was graceful and her face was also bright, this body and mind were one, and then extra retouched, plus Li Chuangwang was also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, so he would not be attracted by this bright and watery face.

After Zhang Wenyu took a long step, she sat down gracefully, and today it was Li Chuangwang's turn to fold the Cai Hou paper and handed it over and said softly: "Miss Wenyu is so literate, I have read all the stories, and the writing is really good, only these few small differences." ”

Zhang Wenyu kept staring at King Li Chuang's abnormal appearance, and this time she couldn't hold back any longer, she laughed out loud, and suddenly bloomed like a flower: "Brother Chuangwang, you are a little different today." ”

"Hey, that's that!" When Li Chuangwang saw Zhang Wenyu with a smile on her face, he simply admitted generously: "Miss Wenyu seems to be different today, she is exceptionally beautiful!"

"Then Brother Chuang Wang likes Wen Yu like this?" Zhang Wenyu doesn't care about the story today, this is a night of Liang Zhumeng, and Nizi, who has just started her spring, has been silently rehearsing the meeting scene in her heart during the day, but after speaking, she still can't bear the shyness of the girl, she lowered her head, and her voice instantly sounded like a mosquito fly: "Is Zhu Yingtai that my brother said dressed up like this?" “

"Ah, yes, ah, no!" Although Li Chuangwang's young body was unconsciously attracted, the heart that was not confused by the age had not been thought about, and Zhang Wenyu at this time revealed her girlish feelings like water, dreams, songs, and poems.

"Isn't it?" Hearing King Li Chuang's answer, Zhang Wenyu's eyes, which were almost confessional, couldn't help but turn red, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"No, no, no! Yes, yes, it's this dress! When King Li Chuang saw it, he hurriedly comforted him like an idiot, and then he didn't even think about it, and said again and again: "Miss Wenyu, you are much more beautiful than Zhu Yingtai, ten times more beautiful, no, a hundred times more beautiful." “

"Brother Chuangwang, how can people be so good." Zhang Wenyu was not sad at this time, but her head hung even lower, and her face was flushed, even spreading to her fair and slender jade neck.

"Yes, yes, there are poems to prove it." Li Chuangwang saw Zhang Wenyu shy, picturesque, beautiful women like poetry, thinking that he was fifteen or sixteen years old, looking up, the breeze of late spring just blew Zhang Wenyu's black soft hair, revealing the pretty face of the frost and snow, so he sang in response to the scene: "Light eyebrows are like autumn water, jade skin with a light breeze, if you want to compare Wenyu to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate." “

Zhang Wenyu has always grown up in the Zhang family's house, and she has never seen a few people on weekdays, but now the girl's heart is moving, and she can hear her sweetheart use the tone that she has never had in her life, which is both elegant and beautiful, and immediately her heart is like a deer, and even dizzy, where can she still hold it, and said again and again: "Brother Chuangwang, did you write this poem for me just now?" “

Immediately, Zhang Wenyu leaned against the railing of Cangting, her eyes were like stars, and she stared at King Li Chuang with blazing eyes that were almost worshipful: "It's so beautiful, Brother Chuangwang, how can you have such a wonderful sentence, just think about it, Wenyu and I am happy...... Even if you die, you won't regret it! “

"It's over, it's over!" Li Chuangwang said again and again that this Zhang Wenyu's reaction was too intense, especially the emotion that although he had no regrets about his death, he was so frightened that Li Chuangwang hurriedly wanted to change the topic, so he touched his nose habitually with his hand and said: "Miss Wenyu, I'll tell you the story of yesterday, okay?" “

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Wang." Zhang Wenyu also forcibly suppressed the ripples in her heart, and looked at King Li Chuang with tender eyes, and was reluctant to move away.

King Li Chuang's heart was moved for a while, and it was the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty! This Zhang Wenyu took a fancy to him, as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, his heart was both happy and moved, and his tone was extraordinarily soft and sweet.