Ji Ning sat on a soft chair and leisurely sipped the fragrant tea brewed with Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots.

Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots this kind of tea has a strong aroma and a mellow taste, but it is also very expensive, one or two are worth a thousand gold, and the tea saint Lu Yu is "the first in tea". He traveled into this world and liked to drink this tea.

Qin Yuanyuan knew that Ji Ning was good at this kind of tea, and specially explained that all the tea that entertained Ji Ning would use Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots.

After a few sips of fragrant tea leisurely, Ji Ning put down the teacup and looked at the hall where he was.

This hall is not spacious, but the decoration is elegant, and there are poems, calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, all of which are worth 10,000 gold.

However, the most conspicuous thing in the hall is a blood coral that is as red as blood, shaped like a peacock screen, which is very magnificent.

In addition, Ji Ning also faintly smelled some faint rouge, presumably this hall was Qin Yuanyuan's usual resting place.

After a while, Ji Ning felt someone walk in through the screen tent door inside, and when he turned his head to look, his starry eyes couldn't help but light up.

I saw Qin Yuanyuan wearing a palace dress and a gauze skirt, and walked in with a smile on his pink face.

The palace dress dress is dignified and sexy, worn on Qin Yuanyuan's willow-like figure, the shoulders are shaved, the waist is like a su, especially the chest in front is slightly lower, revealing a piece of clotted white, and two delicate and sexy collarbones, which make people look at it and can't take their eyes off it for a long time.

Ji Ning looked at Qin Yuanyuan, who was approaching gracefully, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"Ji Gongzi." Qin Yuanyuan walked up to Ji Ning, squatted down with a delicate body, and gave Ji Ning a blessing.

Ji Ning came back to his senses, quickly stood up, and bowed his hand in return, "Miss Qin." ”

After bowing his hand, Ji Ning straightened his waist and raised his head, just in time to meet Qin Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes.

The pair of beautiful eyes are full of water, like two pools of autumn water about to overflow, the waves are flowing, such as colorful and dense, with a smile, and the narrow and sexy eyes inadvertently reveal a trace of charm into the bones.

Looking at Qin Yuanyuan up close, Ji Ning felt that those two bright eyes shone directly into the bottom of his heart, making his breathing stop and his heartbeat to stop.

Qin Yuanyuan couldn't help but be attracted by Ji Ning's starry eyes as deep as the sea and as smooth as the sun.

The two looked at each other for a long time before they looked away.

After the guests of honor sat down, the two of them took a sip of tea, and after putting down the teacup, Ji Ning arched his hand to Qin Yuanyuan and said: "Since Ji moved out of Ji's Mansion and settled in the courtyard under your name Miss Qin, thanks to your care and help, he can be stable to this day." Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ji took the liberty to visit, and thanked Miss Qin for her care all the way, and Ji remembered it. Second, I sincerely wish you a happy and healthy Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

"Thank you for your blessing." Qin Yuanyuan said with a smile, "Ji Gongzi is wise, he is the dragon of the abyss, although he encountered some dangers a few days ago, it did not hinder Ji Gongzi from soaring into the sky. The concubine is only a little bit of a small effort, and she deserves your gratitude, and the concubine deserves it. ”

After the two politely said a few words, after all, they knew each other well, and they soon talked easily.

Laughter, the two of them were quite happy.

After chatting about two pillars of incense, Qin Yuanyuan said to Ji Ning with a smile: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, doesn't Ji Gongzi write a poem for the concubine?" ”

"Hehe, if Miss Qin doesn't dislike Ji's poems and can't read them, Ji will be very happy." Ji Ning smiled.

"Thank you, concubine." Qin Yuanyuan said happily, stood up, and made a gesture of invitation to Ji Ning, "Master Ji, Shuxiangyuan, please." ”

Ji Ning stood up, nodded with a smile, and walked side by side with Qin Yuanyuan towards the Scholar Garden.

The two walked unhurriedly towards the scholarly garden, and chatted and talked in a low voice with a smile.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, or because they spoke softly to each other, when Ji Ning and Qin Yuanyuan walked side by side, their bodies were relatively close. Although it was not touched by the body, Ji Ning's nose was full of the woman's fragrance on Qin Yuanyuan's body, which inhaled into his lungs and seeped into the blood, making him can't help but faintly stretch his blood and veins, and he couldn't help himself.

Especially when passing through a winding cobblestone path, due to the narrowness of the road, the two tacitly continued to walk side by side, and their bodies inevitably came closer.

The breeze blew, and the palace dress skirt on Qin Yuanyuan's body spread slightly, sweeping on Ji Ning's right side.

The fragrant wind drilled his nose, and the fragrant skirt brushed by, bringing crispy hemp, Ji Ning's whole person was intoxicated, and there was a desire to go on forever.

Finally entered the scholarly garden, entered the main hall, and the wide desk was prepared with pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other four treasures of the study.

Qin Yuanyuan walked to the desk first, turned to Ji Ning, looked at Ji Ning with beautiful eyes and smiled: "Master Ji, you write poems for the concubine, and the concubine has nothing to reciprocate, so I will polish the ink for you." ”

"Haha, there's Miss Lao Qin." Ji Ning didn't shirk either, and laughed loudly.

Then, under Ji Ning's gaze, Qin Yuanyuan gracefully started grinding the ink.

The ink ingot is the high-grade Huangshan pine smoke ink, as Qin Yuanyuan elegantly dissolves the ink, a faint ink fragrance wafts in the hall, and it is heartwarming.

Qin Yuanyuan polished the ink beautifully and picturesquely, took a Zihao pen from the pen holder, dipped it in the ink, and then walked to Ji Ning and handed the pen to Ji Ning.

"Thank you." Ji Ning said with a bow, and then reached out to pick up the pen.

Just as Ji Ning was about to hold the pen holder, a drop of thick ink was about to fall off the pen, and Qin Yuanyuan subconsciously moved his jade wrist.

At this moment, Ji Ning's hand happened to shake over, and he happened to hold Qin Yuanyuan's Qianqiansu hand.

Inadvertently holding Qin Yuanyuan's tender white hand, Ji Ning couldn't help but be startled, and a strange touch of softness and bonelessness, tenderness and softness came out, making him instantly subconsciously hold Qin Yuanyuan's little hand, feeling the wonderful and infinite feeling of crispy numbness like a weak current.

The jade hand was covered, Qin Yuanyuan was startled at first, and immediately subconsciously retracted his small hand, but it was clenched by Ji Ning's big hand and couldn't pull it back.

She looked up at Ji Ning in surprise just in time to meet Ji Ning's burning gaze, which made her body soften in an instant, and she almost couldn't stand on her feet, where did she still have the strength to pull her hand back? Let Ji Ning hold her boneless little hand lightly.

Fortunately, Ji Ning still had some self-control, and after a while, he came to his senses with excitement and quickly let go of Qin Yuanyuan's Qianqian jade hand.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qin, Ji, Ji, Ji, ......" Ji Ning was extremely ashamed and deeply bowed his hand to the guilt, not daring to look at Qin Yuanyuan.

"Ji Gongzi doesn't have to blame himself. You are also an unintentional mistake, and the concubine does not blame you. Qin Yuanyuan endured the boundless shame, pretending to be down and generously comforting Ji Ning and said, feeling a little lost inexplicably.

In order to avoid an embarrassing atmosphere, she said again: "Ji Gongzi, you can compose poems." ”

"Thank you, Miss Qin." Ji Ning thanked Qin Yuanyuan and straightened up, but he still didn't dare to look at Qin Yuanyuan.

The two handed over the Zihao pen again. This time when handing over the pen, both sides were extra careful, and Ji Ning clearly saw that the milk-white jade hand was trembling slightly when handing over the pen, betraying the master's nervousness.