Ling Qian smiled and got up to draw, Gu Yanzhong grabbed her Qianqian's thin fingers, Ling Qianxiao turned her head, smiled charmingly, gently, her fingers crossed Gu Yanzhong's palm, picked up a piece of clothing casually, and walked in the direction of the painting table.

Gu Yanzhong looked at her graceful back, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, this ancient beauty is different from modern beauty.

He looked up at the decoration of the room, bamboo mats were laid on the floor, mahogany bogu shelves glowed reddish, some blue and white porcelain vases were placed on the shelves, and some wooden boxes that looked very delicate.

The bead curtain on the balcony swayed gently in the wind, "dangdang", the sound was a bit like a dulcimer, inadvertently, like a piece of music that made people fall in love.

He clasped his hands on the back of his head, and his heart suddenly became clear, and there was no doubt that everything was an antique.

When he used to be an international thief, he passed by some auction houses decorated in ancient style, although the decoration materials have been used as much as possible not to be called quaint, but still can't get rid of the modern atmosphere.

Now in this quaint, real room, I feel like a dream. In this millennium ago, it seemed like a fake.

He glanced around the room, and his eyes stopped on Ling Qianxiao's body, his long black hair draped down his shoulders like a waterfall, light gauze clothes, hazy, hidden from time to time, revealing her fair skin, like a white lotus blooming in the water, quite an indescribable fragrance.

I have seen modern women wearing Hanfu in the past, and they often watch costume movies on TV. Now, compared to this real beauty, those things can't help but be much inferior.

A woman wearing Hanfu also wears a pair of modern sandals and a pair of black stockings, just like a man wearing a suit and straw sandals.

While watching Ling Qianxiao's every move, he crossed Erlang's legs, and read leisurely and happily: "The beauty is full of flowers, and the beauty is going to spend the rest of the bed." The embroidered quilt in the bed is not sleeping, and it has been smelling the fragrance for three years. The incense will not be extinguished, and no one will come. Acacia yellow leaves fall, white dew wet moss. ”

Ling Qianxiao padd the brush, and when she heard Gu Yanzhong chanting poetry in her mouth, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she replied, "The concubine is painting, Gu Lang can sleep peacefully." ”

Gu Yanzhong turned over and jumped down, jumped behind Ling Qianxiao, hugged her willow waist from behind, inserted his fingers into her flesh, and kissed her neck, "You haven't started writing for so long, when are you going to draw?" ”

"It's been a long time, I've just come here." Ling Qian smiled and put down the pen, put his hand on his waist, and held Gu Yanzhong's hand.

This voice made Gu Yanzhong feel numb when he heard it, and his soul seemed to be taken away by this voice.

Gu Yanzhong put his head on her shoulder, and completely hugged Ling Qianxiao in his arms, Ling Qianxiao was petite, surrounded by Gu Yanzhong very well, and teased: "I see that you can't draw it for half a day, why don't I help you draw." ”

"You don't know what my brother looks like? How can you help me. Ling Qianxiao asked.

Gu Yanzhong turned Ling Qianxiao around, gently swiped her nose, picked up her chin and kissed it, and said, "My little fool, I'm a great painter, how can I not paint?" You can tell me what your brother looks like, don't you? ”

"Why didn't I think about it, Gu Lang is really smart."

Gu Yan was overjoyed and said proudly, "Tell me, what does your brother look like." ”

"My brother is very handsome, with an extraordinary bearing, very similar to me, and gentle to others." Ling Qianxiao said while reminiscing about her and her brother's past.

"Handsome? So, am I handsome? Gu Yanzhong was a little naughty, and said a little seriously.

Ling Qianxiao lowered his head and couldn't help but smile, and deliberately said, "That's much more handsome than you." ”

"Oh? Is it? A trace of displeasure quickly flashed on Gu Yanzhong's face.

Ling Qianxiao hurriedly said, "Of course, Gu Lang is also very handsome, and he looks better than Pan An!" ”

"Pan Ana has my handsomeness!" As he spoke, he walked over and hugged Ling Qianxiao's waist, teasing, "Your brother should be handsome, otherwise how can there be a sister like you who looks like a fairy?" ”

Ling Qianxiao tilted his head, lowered his head, and his face was flushed.

Gu Yanzhong turned her around again, leaned his forehead on her forehead, and kissed her gently.

Ling Qianxiao also kissed Gu Yanzhong, and the two looked at each other affectionately for a few seconds. Ling Qianxiao's fragrant tongue opened Gu Yanzhong's lips again.

Gu Yanzhong took Ling Qianxiao in his arms and hugged her body, eager to eat her in an instant.

He hugged Ling Qianxiao's waist, put her on the bamboo mat, turned over and pressed her under him, kissing her while withdrawing the light veil on her body.

Gu Yanzhong's body suddenly heated up, and Ling Qianxiao's cute appearance was really too tempting.

Ling Qianxiao pushed him away, and said coquettishly: "Gu Lang, my brother's portrait is finished, let's ...... again?" ”

"I know your brother's affairs make you anxious, and I am not in a hurry at this time! I came here to paint for you. ”

As he spoke, his fingers ran across Ling Qianxiao's face, and down the line, to her collarbone, her collarbone was bulging, and her neck was slender, making the whole person look and the bones were touching.

He continued: "Who knows, you are too lovely, and besides, who made you put so many drugs in my wine, and I haven't woken up yet, how can I paint a good picture." If the drawing is not good, it is not like, how can I find someone? ”

Ling Qian smiled and blushed for a while, smiled slightly, and said mischievously: "I didn't ask you to help me paint, I'll paint it myself." ”

"You dare to go!" Gu Yanzhong ordered.

"Gu Lang......" Ling Qianxiao looked at him with a wink, his hands wrapped around his neck.

Seeing her shy appearance, Gu Yanzhong's breathing suddenly accelerated, and there seemed to be a deer crashing in his heart, and he shouted softly: "Ling'er!" ”。

Gu Yanzhong kissed her suddenly, hugged her Qianqian's thin waist tightly, and the two soon hugged each other tightly.

He suddenly felt that he was about to die of drunkenness in Ling Qianxiao's arms. Ling Qianxiao's fingers ran down his back, hugging him tightly, feeling that his bones were about to be gnawed by him. That feeling of total possession, the feeling of being conquered, quickly took over her body and her heart.

After a period of lingering, Gu Yanzhong lay on the bamboo mat on all fours, relieved and very happy.

Ling Qianxiao snuggled into his arms and said with some pleading, "Gu Lang......"

Gu Yanzhong kissed her forehead again, and said boldly: "Go and pour a cup of tea for your husband, and let your husband show you, my painting skills are like a fire." ”

Gu Yanzhong stood up as he spoke, thinking about Ling Qianxiao's appearance in his mind, and thinking about the clothing and appearance characteristics of men in the Song Dynasty.

His brain quickly came up with a rough outline like a computer synthesis. He picked up the pen and quickly began to draw on the paper.

Ling Qianxiao was holding tea and watching Gu Yanzhong's brilliant brushwork beside him, and couldn't help but be very amazed.

After Gu Yanzhong finished painting, he picked up the teacup next to him, swallowed it quickly, and after a burst of heat, he put it down and said, "This tea is so hot." ”

Ling Qianxiao could see that she was fascinated by the painting, and in order to notice Gu Yanzhong's action, she heard Gu Yanzhong shouting, she hurriedly asked with concern: "Gu Lang, is it hot?" ”

Gu Yanzhong stuck his tongue out, and his mouth was full of breath.

Ling Qianxiao picked up the teacup, the temperature of the cup was about the same as when she brought it just now. It's only been a quarter of an hour since she made tea.

"Gu Lang is really a magic brush, how did you draw it in such a short time. Have you seen my brother? Ling Qianxiao looked at the painting, she was very puzzled, she still wanted to say: Could it be that you killed my brother?

Gu Yanzhong looked at Ling Qianxiao's smiling face just now, and the more he spoke, the more serious his expression became, and his eyes changed from the tenderness just now to a murderous and angry aura.

"Hey, don't think about it, I'm your Langjun. The reason why I can draw so vividly is because I look at you and think of you as a man, which is why I draw so well. Besides, didn't I just tell you? Your Langjun is comfortable, and naturally the painting will be completed. ”

When Ling Qianxiao heard him say this, his face turned red for a while, and the doubts in his heart were also eliminated, he nodded, and praised: "It's the concubine who is too worried." Gu Lang has such painting skills, no wonder Lord Zeng asked me to please you and wanted to keep you by your side for a long time. ”

"That's nature!" Gu Yanzhong said triumphantly again.

"It's just that the concubine doesn't understand?"

"Don't understand what?"

"Gu Lang's painting skills come from a scholarly family at a glance, and he is a talented person. Presumably he is also a person who is obsessed with painting, why didn't Lord Zeng just give you the painting. I want to buy the painting in such a hurry, and then go to please you. In case, you see that the painting was bought by me and stop looking for it, wouldn't it be in vain? ”

"Haha!" Gu Yanzhong laughed again, smiled, walked over and gently scratched her nose, "Since I am an obsessive painter, I will definitely want to get this painting." Even if I don't like this painting, there is the next painting. As for why, why did you come? ”

Gu Yan knew very well in the center that she was asking her to spy on me, if Zeng Bu knew that this little woman was put to sleep by me so quickly, she would probably be angry enough. It wasn't she who conquered me, it was I who conquered her.

As he spoke, he raised Ling Qianxiao's chin and said, "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, which man can escape this pass?" ”

Ling Qianxiao lowered his head, smiled again, and said, "Being able to use a famous painting like Wang Wei's "Yuan An Lying in the Snow" as bait shows how much Zeng Bu attaches importance to you. ”

""Yuan An's Lying in the Snow"?" Gu Yanzhong turned his head to look at the painting, he just cared about lingering, and forgot the love in his heart.

As he spoke, he walked over and pondered the painting.

He looked at it for a long time, and he always felt that something was wrong with the painting. Wang Wei's paintings are very distinctive, there are paintings in poems, and there are poems in paintings.

Wang Wei's most famous "Treatise on Landscapes" analyzes how to paint landscapes. Although "Yuan An's Lying in the Snow" is not a complete landscape, it has a very strong sense of layering.

"This painting, this painting ......" he hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"What's wrong with this painting?" Ling Qianxiao looked at him strangely.

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