Yejing looked at him with adoration.

"Big brother, you speak so philosophically, and your three views are so right, I really want to learn from you."

"Then I advise you to read more books, so that when you praise others, you won't just use superficial words like babble." Jing Qingzhang stood up, walked to the end of the bookshelf, and took out a book.

"Is it a treasure troograph?" The night view looks expectant.

A book of idioms debuted.

"What do you mean? I'm past the age to read the Idiom Collection. ”

"Reading books doesn't care about age, it only depends on whether you need it, you need this very much now, I hope that the next time you praise me, at least there can be idioms, not modal words." Jing Qingzhang gently rubbed her head.

"What's so difficult about this, I see that you are suave, a talent, and you are magnificent, and you are rich and rich at a glance, erudite and talented, and you have learned the dragon and phoenix among the ancient and modern people."

His hand rubbing Yejing's head stopped awkwardly.

I seem to be in love with a silly eagle, which is really not a very good thing. It's easy to eradicate illiteracy, and it's hard to sweep stupid carvings.

"You can't use all idioms, you can use more sentences."

"You are so demanding, you used to be a teacher, or a teacher who taught Chinese!" The night scene looked disgusted. "What's wrong with a sentence?"

The night scene softened his throat.

"You are a wind and snow in the world, you are a bowl of plum ice soup in midsummer, you are..."

Before she could finish speaking, he covered her mouth.

"Okay, okay, I can't stand the embarrassment of what you say."

"Am I not telling you about my literary accomplishments? I hate it most when people suspect that I'm illiterate, I'm just talking more down-to-earth, it's not one thing you can use as an attack on me, I'm still quite literary, I read a lot of books when I was a child, and I'm strictly half an intellectual. ”

"When you were a child?" Jing Qingzhang keenly grasped the key point. "Do you remember?"

"What comes to mind?" No matter how dull the night scene is, it can react.

But she couldn't explain it to the person in front of her, so she simply pretended not to know anything.

"Did you just say you remembered something when you were a child?"

"I don't know, I don't know why I said this sentence myself, is it because you always disliked me for not changing my cultural literacy, so I often say this to you." The night view continues to pretend to be confused.

"It's nothing, it's okay if you can't think about it, I won't talk about your culture in the future."

"I'm talking to you about this, mainly hoping that you can take me out." Night Jing pulled his arm and coquettishly.

"If I take you out, what can you give me?" He stopped paying attention to the night scene and continued to read.

"You are so different between our husband and wife, I will write you a picture, how about calligraphy? When I was a kid, I wrote pretty good calligraphy, but you shouldn't like that, so I'll give you a dance, you see. ”

"You can write calligraphy, and it just so happens that I don't have a hanging calligraphy or painting in my study." Jing Qingzhang looked up with interest.

"I'll just talk about it and brag about it."

"How can you regret what you say, I will prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you." He didn't mean to give up.

A quarter of an hour later, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the coffee table had been set.

It's trying to catch ducks on the shelves.

Night view clenched fists.

"You said that I only need to write a calligraphy and painting for you, and you will take me out."

"Seriously."

"Then I'll write to you, it's not easy to write, it's a matter of getting caught."

Push the case to announce it, and write to a literary and ink pride feeling.

The posture of the night scene is very sufficient, and it looks like you can really write calligraphy.

Jing Qingzhang looked at him so calmly and relaxed, and for a moment really suspected that she was a calligrapher, of course, if she held the pen correctly, it would be even more fragrant.

After five minutes, the calligraphy and painting were completed.

"Come on, let's see the finished product."

Dozens of ugly crying words appeared on rice paper.

"You can write like this, you are also a talent, how long has it been since you held a pen?"

"I don't usually have to write." The night scene looks pitiful. "You said that you will take me out after you finish a calligraphy and painting."

"I did promise you, but the premise has to be Zihua, are you counting calligraphy and painting? You call this a waste of paper. "There is no room for criticism at all.

"Well, can't you be gentle with your wife? Where am I ugly? You can do it, can your handwriting look as good as mine? ”

"Grind." Jing Qingzhang rolled up his sleeves.

He burst out from behind him with a grinding night scene and slowly took his hand.

"The posture you just took with the brush was wrong, how can you write well? The brush should be so big, with fingers up and down. ”

"Are you trying to get close to me on purpose?" The night scene was hugged and blushed a little.

"Sometimes you can stop being narcissistic once in a while." He leaned into the ear of the night scene and bowed his head. "Concentrate on the paper"

"You're just trying to tease me."

"The pen is lighter, you are about to puncture the paper just now, a light stroke, a light stroke to lift the pen, but in this word, such as the word Jue, you should have a feeling that he is going to fly."

"The words I just wrote have a flying feeling."

"You just need this stroke to fly, all the words you just have to fly out." Jing Qingzhang's tone was quite stern.

"Aren't you flirting with me? Why is it so serious? ”

"I said, I'm not teasing you, I'm teaching you to write, and I'm very serious when I teach people." Jing Qingzhang sighed.

"Why are you so serious, our young couple is not a relationship between a student and a teacher, it's like a class, what's the matter, this is for flirting."

Ye Jing turned his head to Jing Qingzhang's cheek and sighed, and he took a step back in fright.

Night Jing grabbed his hand and put it back on his face.

"Teach me in this position, if you murder me again, I will kiss you." The attitude of the night scene is very arrogant.

A happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his body holding the night scene tightened even more.

"Okay, okay, that's it, I won't murder you, let's continue to write, okay?"

The night scene that came up with a competitive heart completely forgot about going out.

She was sleepy halfway through the word practice, really sleepy, and looked down at the watch on her wrist It was 2 o'clock in the morning.

"Night owl, if you don't sleep, don't sleep, I'm going to sleep, carry me to bed." The night scene wrapped around his neck.

"Okay, let's sleep together." Jing Qingzhang is very satisfied with his new identity as a tool man.

As soon as he carried the night scene out of the door, he saw the butler carrying the food.

Night Jing picks up a piece of mille-feuille cake and stuffs it in his mouth.

"It tastes good."