Chapter Ninety-Five: Arena Style

The tone seemed to be questioning, with a toughness that could not be denied.

Ling Xiu'er straightened up from Cao Yu's arms with a carp, and said in a disappointed and arrogant tone: "Can I go and cook for you?" As he spoke, he glared at Cao Yu fiercely, "Why are you so small-hearted, what if Zhang Zezhen admires me?" If I'm interested in him, why wait until now? Wouldn't it be better for me to follow him when I was in the county seat? ”

Cao Yu was choked by her question, her face still remained cold, but she was a little unconfident in speaking, "Who knows when you two started, maybe you two weren't well when you were in the county seat." ”

Ling Xiu'er was about to laugh at Cao Yu's crooked reasoning. She had never seen such a Cao Yu before, and deliberately teased him, "Since you said so, then I won't hide it." That's right, I broke my shoes with Zhang Ze, and you are satisfied-ah, Cao Yu, what are you doing! ”

Before Ling Xiu'er finished speaking, Cao Yu carried the whole person on her shoulders and walked to the bedroom.

She was so frightened that she exclaimed, and grabbed Cao Yu's clothes with both hands for fear of falling down.

When she arrived in the bedroom, Ling Xiu'er was rudely thrown on the bed by Cao Yu, and was immediately bullied and pressed under him.

At this time, Cao Yu's anger around him was heavier, his eyes were full of possessiveness and domineering, and the two were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

Smelling the fresh breath on Cao Yu's body, Ling Xiu'er felt itchy in her heart, and then listened to Cao Yu's order: "I don't allow it, I don't allow you to be with Zhang Ze, and you are not allowed to say this kind of thing!" ”

Seeing Cao Yu's angry eyes, Ling Xiu'er wanted to tease him more and more, and said with a wicked taste: "This can't help you, can you still control me to shit and fart?" I just like Zhang Ze, how can you help me? ”

As soon as the words fell, Cao Yu's warm lips blocked Ling Xiu'er's mouth. Between breaths, Ling Xiu'er felt Cao Yu's possessiveness, and he wanted to take away the air in his lungs. Her hand, which had resisted, quickly softened.

As the kiss ended, Ling Xiu'er couldn't wait to breathe in the fresh air, as if she had escaped, but she couldn't help but yearn for what had just happened.

Without waiting for Ling Xiu'er to think about it, a low voice accompanied by a gentle breath brushed her earlobe.

"You are mine, forever and only mine."

The voice will stop, the curtains on the bed will be lowered, and the spring will be infinite for a while.

The next day, the sun was just right, and the embroidery vote was held in the same place. Cao Yu cheered for Ling Xiu'er in the audience as usual, but she seemed to have overplayed last night, Ling Xiu'er's cheeks were always red, and she didn't even look at him shyly.

"Lady."

When she was about to take the stage, Ling Xiuer was suddenly stopped by Cao Yu.

Cao Yu walked over and helped Ling Xiu'er straighten the Zhu Hai on her head, Bo Liang's hand crossed her face intentionally or unintentionally, leaving a hot road, Ling Xiu'er's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him.

"Take the game to the end, and the husband will take you down to the restaurant."

"Hmm." Ling Xiu'er responded low and ran into the ring as if she was running away.

Qin Lianlian, who had already prepared on stage, saw that the two were in love, and snorted unhappily: Ling Xiu'er, there is a time for you to cry!

In the second round, Ling Xiuer was the highest score without surprise.

The organizer came up with a question of a little red in the green bushes, and someone embroidered a beautiful woman dressed in green, with vermilion on her lips; Others embroidered a red flower blooming in the grass; Duling Xiu'er, embroidered between the green mountains and green waters, there are people in red clothes on the small sails down the river, standing alone.

From a distance, I thought it was a freehand painting, and when I looked closely, I knew that it was a sub-embroidery, and the poetry and affection were all contained in the embroidery, which was praised. Many viewers in the audience inquired about Ling Xiuer's identity and didn't know where she came from.

Walking out of the ring, Ling Xiu'er saw Sun walking towards her.

"Xiu'er, you embroider so well." Sun took Ling Xiu'er's hand and praised it, she took a fancy to Ling Xiu'er's embroidery, thinking that if she had the opportunity, she would want to buy it.

When Ling Xiu'er learned about it, she immediately agreed, "Okay, godmother, but I just don't know if the organizer will give me the embroidery, or I will embroider another pair for you in Ming'er." ”

Sun said yes again and again, Fan Meihua, who was following her, shrunk her hand in her sleeve, tightly holding Ling Xiuer's embroidered handkerchief of the magpie climbing branch, and was indignant: Ling Xiuer is too good at stealing the limelight, and her good reputation has been taken up by her, and the magpie climbing branch in her hand Sun will definitely not look down on it, originally she wanted to show it in front of Sun!

Also unhappy was Cao Yu sitting in the seat. It's just that his eyes are not on Ling Xiu'er and Sun, but on Zhang Ze who is not far from the two.

Zhang Ze was dressed in a low-key round-necked robe, and he looked no different from other sons, but Cao Yu still recognized him at a glance from the crowd.

Xu was aware of Cao Yu's hot gaze, and Zhang Ze's eyes looked in Cao Yu's direction. The eyes of the two collided sparks across the venue.

Ling Xiu'er returned to her seat and happily showed off to Cao Yu, "Xianggong, how did I embroider this time?" ”

"Not bad."

In just two words, it is the most pertinent evaluation that Ling Xiuer heard today.

Today's whimsical idea to embroider this is also based on Cao Yu's inspiration.

She watched Cao Yu paint mountains and rivers and landscapes every day, and painting was different from embroidery, but it was also the same. When she saw "a little red in the green bushes", what appeared in Ling Xiu'er's mind was the poem that Cao Yu taught her a few days ago, "A little red in the green bushes, the spring color is moving, and it doesn't take much." Then there is the picture in the embroidery.

Although Ling Xiu'er didn't know what to do, she was already able to master the art of using embroidery needles to depict what was in her mind.

Before her ass could sit firmly, a petty official from the organizer came to Ling Xiu'er and said that someone wanted to buy her embroidery at a high price and asked her to come over.

Cao Yu was also about to follow, but was stopped by Ling Xiu'er, "We still have to wait until the end of the second round of the competition, Xianggong, you are watching here, in case I come back late, you can call me." ”

Ling Xiu'er thought about it thoroughly, she didn't want to miss her good opportunity to promote golden silk because of a pair of embroidery, she brought a big recruit today.

Cao Yu responded and told Ling Xiu'er to go and return quickly.

But as soon as Ling Xiu'er left, Cao Yu noticed a triumphant smile on the face of Mrs. Qin diagonally opposite. may know that his wife has a holiday with Mrs. Qin, and Cao Yu has a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Cao Yu was also about to follow, but was stopped by Ling Xiu'er, "We still have to wait until the end of the second round of the competition, Xianggong, you are watching here, in case I come back late, you can call me." ”

Ling Xiu'er thought about it thoroughly, she didn't want to miss her good opportunity to promote golden silk because of a pair of embroidery, she brought a big recruit today.

Cao Yu responded and told Ling Xiu'er to go and return quickly.

But as soon as Ling Xiu'er left, Cao Yu noticed a triumphant smile on the face of Mrs. Qin diagonally opposite. may know that his wife has a holiday with Mrs. Qin, and Cao Yu has a faint uneasiness in his heart.