The beautiful maid responded and helped Feng Yao undress and remove his armor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cao Yanran smiled and commanded the maids, placed the armor neatly, and wanted to untie Feng Yao's sword, Feng Yao stretched out his hand to stop it, personally untied the long sword, and snuggled it to the side, while the short sword was still tied around his waist.

After the armor was removed, the beautiful maid retreated knowingly, and guarded the outside, leaving only Feng Yao and Cao Yanran indoors, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

"Husband......" Cao Yanran called softly.

"Yes, Yanran! I heard that you know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can you show one or two hands, let your husband take a look! Feng Yao found a topic at random.

Cao Yanran smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes were affectionate, and through a hint of shyness, she said embarrassedly: "The piano can no longer be played now, just before the husband came, the string happened to be broken!" Why don't you take chess from the slave family and play a game with your husband? ”

Feng Yao actually said these words to find a topic, all of his thoughts were to know more about Cao Yanran, no matter what, now Cao Yanran is already his person, just like a beautiful garden waiting for him to enjoy slowly.

Go is not Feng Yao's forte, although since the crossing, he has tried to learn how to play many times, trying to find some ways to march and fight, but after trying a few times, he still gave up.

"Yanran, I'm not interested in chess, can you take some of your previous paintings and let me take a look?" Feng Yaodao.

Cao Yanran nodded, got up, and opened a large box placed on the side with a bow!

The big box was full of a lot of items, but after Feng Yao glanced at it, his eyes were attracted to other places, which were round as jade, full of elasticity and temptation!

After a while, Cao Yanran picked up the things, turned around, and found Feng Yao's strange appearance, suddenly thinking of her posture just now, and immediately understood where Feng Yao's strange gaze was, and was very shy.

But Cao Yanran is Cao Yanran, she really deserves to be a cold-faced beauty, her shyness flashed, and then she let out two breaths, her face suddenly became stiff, she glared at Feng Yao angrily, and said: "Husband, the painting is taken out, I don't know if you want to see the painting or the person!" ”

Feng Yao hurriedly said: "Look at them all, look at them all, no matter how beautiful the painting is, it can't compare to the beauty of people!" ”

While speaking, Feng Yao also restrained his mind, took those paintings and looked at them one by one, most of these paintings are pictures of some ladies, as well as flowers and plants in the garden, although Feng Yao does not know how to paint, but it can be seen that the level of these paintings is quite high, comparable to famous masterpieces.

"Okay, this painting is so expressive, I don't think I'll ever need an artist to paint for me again!" After looking through a few pictures, Feng Yao praised it.

Feng Yao has one of the biggest advantages, that is, what he does, once he does it, he will be very attentive and focused, although he wanted to hug Yanran and taste it on the spur of the moment just now, but at this time, when he looked at the painting, he had already thrown these thoughts out of the clouds.

Cao Yanran showed a happy expression, holding her face with her hands, with an unconscious happy smile on her face, quietly looking at Feng Yao's face who was concentrating on admiring the painting.

It is said that a man who focuses is the most beautiful, and it is obviously completely applicable here in Cao Yanran at this time.

In Cao Yanran's eyes, Feng Yao at this time seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of light, exuding infinite masculine charm!

"What kind of man is he? said that he was affectionate, and he was clearly a merry man, saying that he was wise, but how could he not seem to have any scheming? ......" Cao Yanran suddenly discovered that she didn't know anything about Feng Yao!

"Yanran! I can't paint this painting, it's my husband! Feng Yao suddenly laughed, and held up a painting, which depicted a handsome man with fluttering clothes and a very dashing hand, if the man in the portrait was a suit of armor, Feng Yao could be 100% sure that the man was himself, because the appearance of the man in the painting was exactly the same as Feng Yao!

"Don't! Don't look at this one! Poorly drawn! Cao Yanran's face suddenly turned red, she didn't dare to look at Feng Yao's eyes, and rushed over, wanting to snatch the portrait away.

Feng Yao hurriedly handed the portrait from his right hand to his left hand, kept the portrait away from Cao Yanran, and said with a smile: "Yanran, say it quickly, I have seen it all, husband, what are you still ashamed of!" ”

At this time, the beautiful maid who was waiting outside seemed to hear Feng Yao's words, and suddenly burst out laughing, but quickly suppressed it, obviously afraid that her master would be angry.

This smile immediately made Cao Yanran's face unbearable, "Husband, give it to me, please!" As she spoke, she reached out to take back the painting, but Cao Yanran didn't notice that at this time, her body had been attached to Feng Yao's body, and her soft delicate body was attached to Feng Yao's body, and Feng Yao hugged her.

Feng Yao's desire, which had already calmed down, rose again at this time, and he simply put down the portrait, which was still snatched by Cao Yanran, but his arms held her firmly, and his hands were not honest.

"Husband......!" Cao Yanran sighed, about to struggle, but she didn't dare to resist Feng Yao, her body softened suddenly, and she fell tightly on Feng Yao's chest.

Feng Yao felt Cao Yanran, who was trembling slightly in his arms, knowing that Cao Yan was still a little nervous, so he gently turned Cao Yanran's body around with a slight force with his arms, turning into a gentle hug from behind, and said, "Come, Yanran, accompany your husband to enjoy the painting together!" ”

After seeing a few paintings, Cao Yanran gradually got used to it, and answered a question or two from Feng Yao from time to time.

Feng Yao stretched out his hand and picked up another painting, only to find that before he knew it, this was already the last painting, and he was surprised to find that he had seen dozens of paintings.

In this painting, the painting is also a lady, the demeanor is extremely wonderful, in the painting the lady faces a half-opened plum blossom, gently stretches out her hand, as if she wants to fold the flower down, but a little reluctant, there is also a trace of sadness in the expression, which makes people see the heart of love and pity.

However, this painting is a half-finished product, with a blank space on the right, as if it was intended for the inscription of the poem.

"Yanran, this painting seems simple, but the artistic conception is profound, I think this is the most outstanding of your paintings, but why is there no inscription poem?" Feng Yao was surprised.

"Husband, it is precisely because of this that the slave family always feels that they can't write a poem that matches it, so it has been empty, since the husband is quite touched, why not improvise a poem to make this painting perfect?" Cao Yanran said.

Feng Yao has never learned to compose poetry, if it is limerick poetry, he can still improvise a few poems, but this kind of ......, forget it, just about to find a reason to refuse, suddenly his heart moved, thinking of a learned poem, with this painting is just right, so he happily responded: "Okay, see for the husband to show his hand!" ”

Cao Yanran was excited, and said happily: "Husband, come and let Yanran listen!" ”

"Okay, listen up!" Feng Yao coughed and cleared his throat, made his voice deep and slow, and whispered: "Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth." Flowers can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches! ”

Cao Yanran's body in her arms trembled slightly, as if she was moved by this poem, and when Feng Yao finished reading, she even repeated it: "Persuade you to ......, persuade you to ......, flowers bloom...... Straight must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches......"

"Husband, your poem is so beautiful, the slave family has never read such beautiful verses!! ......" Cao Yanran slowly turned around and stared at Feng Yao's face affectionately, with admiration in her eyes. (To be continued.) )