As the saying goes, the first one is stronger, and for his dream of collecting famous paintings, Li Wencai decided to take a risk to explore Qiu Xiang's tone.

Ignoring the pain on his buttocks, Li Wencai limped out of the door and touched the door of Qiu Xiang's room, he had quietly inquired before, Qiu Xiang was indiscriminately forced to attack by Master Jia because of his affair with Tang Caizi, and now Qiu Xiang has been locked in the room alone and not allowed to go out, that is, grounded.

It can be imagined that a delicate woman like a flower and jade, locked in a deep boudoir, can only embroider and embroider when she has nothing to do, look at the beautiful scenery outside by the window, and miss her sweetheart in the distance, how pitiful this is, Li Wencai really wants to rescue this ancient woman, and then take good care of it.

Qiu Xiang's door really has a subordinate 24 hours a day guard, like a jailer guarding the cell, so as a last resort, Li Wencai had to get a wooden ladder to lean on the wall of the attic, and then slowly climbed to the window sill on the second floor, there is still a light inside, Li Wencai thought that the poems written by Tang Caizi must have his intentions, he has no culture and can't understand what clouds and rain, presumably Sister Qiu Xiang can understand, so Li Wencai climbed on the windowsill and read it rhythmically through the window: Once the sea was difficult for water, except what mountains are not clouds, Take the second flower bush what to review, half of the path of cultivation and half of the king.

If you shake your head and chant poetry against the mountains and rivers on a sunny day, it is indeed a very elegant thing, but if you chant poetry in the middle of the night to the window, it will be like a ghost blowing a lamp, the scene looks very weird, Li Wencai has just finished reading, the window suddenly opened, and Li Wencai's eyes are greeted by a face as white as rice paper, which looks like a soul messenger from hell.

The second time, this is the second fucking fall, Li Wencai trembled and climbed the wooden ladder again, and encouraged himself, could it be that he saw a ghost just now, wouldn't it be that he had crossed into a horror novel.

The woman on the windowsill had long hair fluttering, and at the moment she was sticking to a mask-like thing on her face, and when she saw that Li Wencai was so frightened that she fell, she couldn't help but chuckle and peel off her mask and said: "You are really a stupid person, a good song "Leaving Thoughts" was read like this by you. ”

Qiu Xiang smiled and glanced at Li Wencai, Li Wencai, who was flying with charming eyes, was rippling all over, Li Wencai saw the true face of this woman's Lushan, and was intoxicated, and said that the beauty was delicious, it seemed to be true, Qiu Xiang's sparse Qi bangs hung on the willow eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes were black and white, and the autumn waves were rippling, and people were really drunk when they saw it. 、

"It's a shame that I can't even read all the poems written by Tang Caizi." Although Li Wencai said sincerely, he secretly scolded that Young Master Jia in his heart, that kid is a waste of nothing, he can't even read a poem, and he also affects himself.

"What did the conscienceless let you do, he still remembers me." Qiu Xiang pouted and said angrily.

Beauty is beauty, even if she is angry, she is still a beauty, appreciating beauty is a big hobby of Li Wencai, and now he stared at Qiu Xiang without even blinking his eyes and said: "Sister Xiangxiang is wrong to blame Mr. Tang, you don't know how hard Mr. Tang's life is, his longing for Sister Xiang is like the Yellow River bursting its banks, gushing endlessly." I miss Sister Xiang too much every day, I can only use alcohol to anesthetize myself, and I can only go to the Qinglou to find the red card aunt......"

Li Wencai boasted and suddenly felt Qiu Xiang's eyes become cold, and what he said was a little too much.

"He misses me too much, so he can only go to the Qinglou to find fans, right?" Qiu Xiang asked with a cold face.

"How can it, Tang Caizi is the only one in his heart, and when he is fine, he sings loudly: "I only have you and no her in my heart, you have to believe that my love is not fake, only you are my dream, only you are my concern......"

Li Wencai sings very devotedly, his expression is very rich, his obscene little eyebrows are picked one by one, full of cheapness, there is no way that the carefree son in his previous life is a wheat tyrant, singing to seduce a woman from a good family is his killer feature, and now when he meets a beauty like Qiu Xiang, how can Li Wencai not play a song to his heart's content.

Li Wencai was singing, but he only heard a rough roar downstairs: "Which rabbit cub doesn't sleep, and learns to bark in the middle of the night." ”

Li Wencai was clever, and jumped into Qiu Xiang's room like a frightened rabbit, patting his chest to suppress the shock.

"Do you have anything to say when Mr. Tang asked you to come?" It can be seen that Qiu Xiang actually misses Tang Caizi a lot, no matter what position this person is in now, even if he is a poor and white teacher, Qiu Xiang still likes it.

"Back to Sister Xiangxiang's words, Mr. Tang said that her heart for you will not change in this life, just like the "Mountain Road Pine Sound Map" hanging on the wall, it will never change color. Li Wencai pointed to the famous painting painted by Tang Bohu on the wall, and said salivatingly.

Qiu Xiang sighed: "Missing is missing after all, so what can it be, I am afraid that there is no fate in this life, he was originally talented and famous, but he resigned from the official position because of his bad temper, and now my father is against letting me associate with him, and now I won't even take half a step at the door." ”

"These are all trivial matters, Sister Xiangxiang, don't worry, now that I'm here, I'm here to rescue you."

"You? You were sent by Bohu to deliver the letter? ”

"Of course, the little one is not talented, but he has a lot of experience in sending letters to inquire about intelligence, so Tang Caizi chose me as an outstanding person among thousands of disciples." Li Wencai will never forget to praise himself as a flower.

Qiu Xiang's face was full of suspicion, looking at this person's flamboyant tongue and flattering appearance, he was indeed a traitor, and I don't know if Tang Caizi was drunk to send such a person indiscriminately. In fact, Qiu Xiang's guess was not bad at all, it was Li Wencai, a despicable villain, who secretly talked about Tang Caizi after he was drunk, which led to the current scene.

Li Wencai's eyes rolled, his eyes stared at the "Mountain Road Pine Sound Map" hanging on the wall, his eyes lit up, so he pointed to the wall and said: "If Sister Xiangxiang still has a heart for Mr., give this painting back to Mr. Tang, and Mr. Tang will know Sister Xiangxiang's mind when he gets the painting." ”

He ...... He's going to get the painting back? ”

"It's not that you want to go back, it can only be a kind of proof, and the proof is conveyed by you personally, and the small ones are easy to make friends."

"He said that himself?"

Li Wencai nodded affirmatively, and then said with a wicked smile: "Sister Xiangxiang doesn't have to care about this, anyway, you will be together in the future, Mr. Tang's paintings are all yours, I heard that Mr. Tang's painting of the Spring Palace is vivid, it is better to let him give you ......"

"Get the hell out of here." Qiu Xiang blushed, picked up the painting on the wall and smashed it at Li Wencai, who was like a fleeing weasel, hurriedly took the painting, and jumped from the window with his arms as if he had picked up a treasure.

This book was first published in Reading Books