Chu Tian didn't dare to look at his gaze, and wanted to pull the painting he was holding down. Zhixi raised his hand slightly, and immediately pressed Chu Tian's hand.

Chu Tian's eyes widened, and he didn't pull it out. It was pulled closer by the tide. In the panic, the temperature of his palm slowly flowed to his heart.

The candle flame flickered and was slightly warm, and Chu Tian could smell the fragrance of the flowers on the other side of Zhixi's body, maybe he had stayed in the flowers for a long time before. She didn't have the courage to look him in the eye.

Suddenly, I heard Zhixi's smile and said, "You blush." ”

Chu Tian snapped out his hand, covered his face and turned around. I want to scold myself in my heart, I have lived for so many years, why is it so unproductive. Exhaled, turned around, and looked at Zhixi with disgust.

The playful smile on Zhixi's face has not faded yet. He immediately made a well-behaved expression, pushed the painting to Chu Tian, and wrote on his face, take it, don't be angry.

Looking at his face, Chu couldn't get angry, he just felt that the room was stuffy and a little hot, and he wanted to go out as soon as possible to breathe.

Zhixi stood up, rolled up the last painting, walked up to Chu Tian and handed it to her. Chu Tian unconsciously took a step back.

Immediately took the painting, Zhixi took another step forward, Chu tilted back, and lightly touched the table.

Zhixi raised his hand, but his hand stopped in the air and did not move forward, and that pause seemed to be pity. He said, "Okay, I won't tease you." I remembered one thing, Lou Sangongzi, Lou Wangjin has been hanging a small purse on the handle of the gun, white linen, embroidered with golden roses, chic. Although it looks very out of place with a spear, it is finely crafted. He also cherished it, and maybe it would be a love thing. ”

Hearing this, Chu Tian looked at him gratefully and nodded, and Zhixi took off the sachet she was wearing at the moment she nodded.

Chu tilted his head in confusion: "This... ”

Zhixi smiled like a child, sat back at the table with casual strides, and said lightly with a sachet: "This, as a reward for answering your question." ”

At this time, he is not at all like a general who points troops on the battlefield, nor does he look like a prince who strategizes, nor does he look like a prince who is a noble prince of the heavenly family, just a noble son with gentle eyebrows, and he can only accommodate the girl he likes in his eyes.

Chu pouted and said, "Okay, here you go." Tomorrow made a new sachet and gave you another one. ”

Zhixi put his hand on the table, tilted his head and said, "Talking counts." Why don't you make two sachets every time you make them in the future? ”

Chu tilted his head as he learned Zhixi, and said after a moment: "Do you give money?" ”

Zhixi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I will pay the deposit tomorrow." ”

"Good. I don't do it if I don't have the money I give. With that, Chu Tian left the study with the painting in his arms.

Zhixi watched Chu Tian leave, his eyes slowly turned to the cabinet on the side, and his eyes were gentle and faint.

On the cabinet is a very delicate box, spotlessly clean and as if it has been carefully wiped every day. Inside the box is a sachet with many years of begonia petals.

He smiled lightly, and then looked down at the sachet in his hand. I couldn't bear to let go, as if I was afraid that I would lose it accidentally, and I didn't dare to hold it hard, as if I was afraid of pinching the corners. Just looking at it, his eyes turned into a pool of gentle lake water, bottomless.

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Chu Tian took Lou Chengshuang's landscape painting to the illusion early in the morning, and as expected, it was really made by that dumb girl.

In this way, things are much clearer. When Bai Chen comes back, there may be clues to the resentful spirit, and Chu Qian can also go to Lou Mansion to find Lou Wangjin's spear and purse by the way.