"Why?" Linglong was surprised, what kind of rhythm is this? Tomorrow is the birthday of the head of the Wen family, is it appropriate not to go yourself?

Linglong is a little depressed, is this the only chance to go out and let off steam? What's the difference between this and going to jail? It's just a cell with better conditions.

"You're not feeling well, so it's better not to go." Yin Xiao said lightly.

Linglong is even more depressed, it's been so many days, it's been okay for a long time, what's uncomfortable?

She still wanted to fight for it, shaking his hand and coquettishly: "After all, it's Master Wen's birthday, it's not good for Mo Yao to stay in the house, and Gongzi also needs someone to serve him, so Gongzi will let Mo Yao go, right?" Mo Miao promised to be obedient and not cause trouble. ”

Yin Xiao tore off her hand, and her face was slightly gloomy: "Ye said, you stay, and let Ge Qiu follow you, if you let Ye find out that you are walking around, you know the consequences." ”

Seeing that he was so resolute, there was no room at all, and Linglong was also worried about making him angry, so she withdrew her hand in a sloppy manner, but her mood was inevitably a little depressed.

What, it's just going out for a walk, as for that seriousness? Who to scare!

She turned her head, sulking, waiting for the other party to come to comfort, who knew that there was no movement for a long time, she couldn't help but wonder, turned her head to look, but saw the person sitting on the side reading a book, concentrating, suddenly suffocated in her chest, and the fire in her heart suddenly turned from a small flame to a raging fire.

Hum! Stinky man! It's unreasonable!

Linglong wanted to slam the table, but she didn't have a seizure, but she couldn't afford to provoke it, so it's okay to ignore you!

Linglong took out the hairpin again and played with it, and unexpectedly thought of that person in her mind, and then compared it with the person in front of her, hey, the proper male number two.

Sure enough, the second male protagonist is likable, and the male protagonist is hateful.

It's just that I don't know if I can catch up with that person, and I look at that person who is very infatuated, and he should be better than this one.

Linglong's mind spun quickly, and before she knew it, she fell asleep again.

She was woken up by hunger, holding her stomach and opening her eyes, thinking that being a person was not so good, at least she didn't feel hungry before, she was hungry at every turn, and the taste of hunger was too uncomfortable.

It's like something that comes once a month, it's a woman's nightmare.

But she is still greedy for the feeling of being a human being.

As soon as Linglong opened her eyes, she was startled by the scene in front of her, sat up, patted her chest, and complained: "Childe, what is this doing?" ”

Looking at the sun outside, it was probably not time, no wonder I felt hungry, and I forgot to eat at noon because I was angry, and I slept for almost an hour.

Yin Xiao sat on the brocade in front of the beauty couch she was lying on, her face was expressionless, her dark eyes stared at her for a moment, staring at her heart, anyone who suddenly woke up and saw such a scene would be frightened.

In particular, his eyes were so penetrating, as if he wanted to peel off her skin and see what color it was.

What's even more terrifying is that she just looked at the sky, and then looked back at him, that look, ho! It couldn't be colder, like she had done something heinous.

She just slept and what happened? Could it be that he sleepwalked and beat him up?

No, look at him well, no wounds.

"What's wrong with Childe?" She asked cautiously, she didn't dare to pull the tiger's whiskers on the tiger's face at this time, it was better to be well-behaved.

Yin Xiao didn't speak, just got up with a cold face and walked out, Linglong's face was inexplicable, what kind of style is this?

But she didn't bother to care, because she was dying of hunger, so she hurriedly got up and went out to call the maid to get some snacks, and she couldn't stop slandering in her heart, this Yin Xiao is intentional, right? He couldn't have watched her sleep until now, and didn't call her up to eat.

At this time, I don't have anything to eat, so I can only eat some snacks.

Unexpectedly, someone would soon bring a hot meal, four dishes and one soup, and when I looked at it, I had a great appetite, and I knew from the maid that it was Yin Xiao's order, and she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, this Yin Xiao, it's not so hateful, forget it, forgive him.

Gobbled up the meal, waited for the maid to remove the dishes, and drank the tea slowly.

After a while, she couldn't sit still after all, her eyes purred for a while, and she got up and walked out.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was unsurprisingly stopped by Ge Qiu's stuffy gourd with a sword.

Linglong sighed: "I'm not going out, right?" I'll look for Childe. ”

Ge Qiu glanced at her, silently put away his sword, and stepped aside.

Linglong rolled her eyes and walked straight to the next door, Ge Qiu followed behind without leaving an inch, which was simply annoying.

Yin Xiao was standing behind the bookcase with his hands to write, Mo Xiao walked over lightly with his hands behind his back, glanced at the rice paper, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "Childe, the handwriting you write is so beautiful, can you teach Mo Xiao to write?" ”

The room was quiet, the person behind the bookcase didn't react for a long time, Linglong pouted, why did he suddenly ignore people? What's going on?

But she was not an easy person to give up, and when she saw that he ignored people, she simply walked up to him, tilted her head, and carefully watched him put down his pen leisurely.

Linglong also knows a lot about calligraphy, and when she sees more, she will naturally be able to nod her head secretly when she looks at his words.

It is rare that a person in the rivers and lakes who only knows how to shout and kill has such a high skill in calligraphy, and she secretly compares the words in front of her with the words of someone in her memory.

Ahem, naturally, it's the perfect victory in front of you.

After all, men and women have different wrist strengths, and there is naturally a difference in the handwriting.

In particular, the calligraphy of this hand is neat and smooth and arbitrary, written by a man, which is more flavorful.

What a perfect man!

In addition to being a little uncertain, sometimes a little mean, however, this little problem can still be ignored.

Linglong judged this person in her heart.

When the last stroke fell, Linglong's heart moved, and suddenly there was a strange feeling.

From these words, she seemed to feel a kind of domineering and self-confidence in her face.

This is a poem "Wangyue", which is very familiar, especially the last two sentences, every stroke of the paper is through the back of the paper, showing the determination and pride of the person who wrote it.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Sure enough, it should not be underestimated.

Yin Xiao glanced sideways at the woman beside him who was looking at the words seriously, and handed the wolf to her: "Come, try." ”

Linglong raised her eyes and glanced at him, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, she took the wolf's hair, changed it to a piece of rice paper, dipped it in ink, and was about to write, when she suddenly paused, bit the pen, frowned and thought.

"Write your name and let me see how your handwriting is." Yin Xiao said on the side.

Linglong's eyes lit up, and his heart was easy, so he wrote two words on it neatly, using hairpins.

After writing, he put the wolf on the pen holder, Linglong lifted the rice paper, blew it, looked sideways at Yin Xiao, and his eyes were bright: "How?" ”

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