Until he returned to his room, Lu Youyou was still depressed and couldn't keep up.

Seeing this, Li Qi didn't have the mind to say anything more, but instead sent her the bookcase of "Youxian Cave" that she left in the carriage, leaving her alone in the house.

After Li Qi left, he closed the door, and Lu Youyou let out a long breath. With him by her side, she always has an indescribable pressure, even if she knows the people in the dream space here, but it is so real that she forgets her origin and can't help but devote herself to it.

Unconsciously wiped her lips, as if a fine electric current flickered from her fingertips, flowing into the blood, just like Li Qi's kiss before, which made her tremble like being touched by her heartstrings, a strange and exciting feeling, which she had never experienced.

It's too dangerous, this man.

Don't think about it, you can't think about it, Lu Youyou tried to restrain his emotions, and casually opened the "Youxian Cave" in the bookcase, and saw a line of small words in his eyes: "Yuan Xige, Lu Qingzhou." If the body flies, the elf is like a dream. Suddenly the spirit was lifted, and then look at the previous text, Fang Zhi is describing the male protagonist going to Jishi Mountain to find the fairy cave, just like entering the peach blossom spring, but others met the old boy, but what he met was a woman in a raccoon clothes.

The woman in raccoon told the male protagonist that this place was Cui Shi Niang's residence, and the male protagonist only saw half of Shi Niang's face, so he chanted "Laugh and steal the remnants, and show half of your lips with shame; One eyebrow is still patient, and the eyes are bound to hurt. ", so it is logical, the man is affectionate, the woman is intentional, and even shouted out the confession of "empty hanging intestines, please save the dying life", which attracted the initiative of the woman, the poems are compatible, the piano flute and the song, from love at first sight to the fairy pavilion, the clouds and rain are acacia, the writing is extremely gorgeous, the scene described is beautiful and extravagant, lingering and compassionate, compared to the ordinary those strange words, it is more than one step higher, no wonder it was bought out as soon as it appeared, and even Fujiwara people from the East are not far away from thousands of miles to chase books.

Lu Youyou saw that "the incense is on all sides, and the light is draped on both sides." The brocade barrier is rolled, and the curtain hangs halfway. Red and green daisy are everywhere. Bright color floating powder, with fragrant lipstick. Sideburns bully cicada sideburns are not into sideburns, eyebrows smile moth eyebrows are not eyebrows", suddenly inspired, put down the scroll, walked to the front of the painting case, spread out the drawing paper, fortunately in order to complete Du Qinglian's "Hundred Herbs" to draw herbs task, she saved a lot of charcoal, this sketch to paint, can be faster than the pen I don't know how much.

As soon as he was attentive, time flew by, and Lu Youyou didn't know how long he had been painting, until the light was dim in front of him, and the characters in his pen had already taken shape.

"I almost feel ......"

Lu Youyou was not very satisfied, she only felt that her skills were not enough, and the characters depicted were not as beautiful as the eleventh in the book, but there was already a sound of a person inhaling from behind, she turned around suddenly, but saw Li Qizheng standing behind her, looking down at the sketch in her hand, in addition to the look of shock in her eyes, there was also an indescribable ambiguity, so strange that it seemed to compare her with the person in the painting.

"What are you seeing?! Don't look at indecent gentlemen, don't say indecent things, don't think about indecent things, don't know it? ”

Lu Youyou suddenly became angry, covered the sketch with his backhand, and pushed Li Qi towards the door.

"Since you drew it, didn't you show it to others?" Li Qi propped his hand on the door, frowned slightly, and when his eyes narrowed slightly, he brought a cold chill, "Or...... Just don't want to show me? ”

Lu Youyou gritted his teeth and pushed him out hard, and when he saw his dangerous eyes, his heart suddenly beat faster, and his body was faintly cold, but he still insisted on it.

"I can show my paintings to whomever I want, you don't have to worry about it!"

"In that case, you can do it yourself!"

Li Qi suddenly took a step back, turned around and left, Lu Youyou's strength was empty, but he almost fell out of the door, seeing that he left without looking back, his heart that had already succeeded, but suddenly empty, couldn't tell what it was like.

"Hmph, I thought I would be afraid of you, so I won't show you!"

Angrily closed the door, lit the lamp and candle, Lu Youyou began to continue painting, this illustration is the first meeting between the male protagonist and Shi Niang, talking about poetry and words, although there is no intimate link to physical contact, but the eyebrows and eyes are romantic, and it is infinitely moving.

It's just that the hook line is colored, and the person in the painting finally shows his true face, but Lu Youyou is a little stunned.

"That's not right...... How so? ”

Under the anger just now, the people in the pen seem to have been affected by her, the original suave male protagonist, the face is the same as Li Qi, and Shi Niang's original gentle and elegant face has become her angry expression, obviously angry and angry, but it seems to be coquettish, completely out of her imagination, not in line with the setting of the original book at all.

"It must have been the evil ...... of Li Qi"

Lu Youyou rubbed the corners of her forehead with a headache, that guy criticized her babbling before, and came to peek at her painting, obviously it was his fault, he also left angrily, which made her unsettled, and drew this strange waste draft, which was really useless.

But...... Lu Youyou was lying on the painting case and looking at this painting, the pen was born from the heart, she was angry and secretly happy in the painting, and in Li Xian's cold expression, her eyes were also gentle and affectionate, was it because he was different in her eyes, or because he really saw her different from others?

The more I think about it, the more confused my heart becomes, and my mind turns a thousand times, Lu Youyou knows why Du Qingyi is crazy because of one person, desperate to compete for the flower owner, and the desire of love can really make people fascinated and forgetful.

Before she knew it, she was lying on the drawing case with her on her pillow, and she sank into a dream in a daze.

Suddenly, someone came in, called her name lightly, and when she did not respond, he picked her up and sent her into the inner room, and faintly, as the book said, the fish lamp shone on all sides, the candles were bright on both sides, and the heart was uncontrollable, and the love could not help it. Meddling in the red casin, handing over the feet of the green quilt. Two lips to mouth, one arm to the head.

In the middle of the lingering, it seemed that Li Qi chuckled, Lu woke up suddenly, waved his hand, snapped the candlestick on the case to the ground, and hurriedly picked it up, but the coat he was wearing slipped to the ground.

And outside the window, it was already dawn, and before I knew it, it had been a night, Lu Youyou only felt sore, especially the stiffness of his arms and the back of his neck, which was obviously the result of sleeping on his stomach all night, but fortunately, the candles on the table had already been extinguished, otherwise she would have to make such a big fuss.

As soon as he stretched his hands and feet, recovered a little of his spirit, and hung the coat he was wearing on the hanger, Lu Youyou's eyes fell on the painting case, but he was stunned.

"Where's my painting?!"

The painting case is covered with a snow-white piece of paper, which is empty, not to mention the portraits of her and Li Qi, there is not a trace of pen and ink at all, as if the sketches she worked so hard to get out last night are all her dreams, and they never exist.