She thought, turning around happily and taking a closer look at the bed.

The bedroom is two-in, the outer room is a small hall for eating, and the moon gate of the Bogu frame openwork cave through the left side of the gauze curtain is the inner room for reading and sleeping.

The little brother's stepping bed rested in the innermost, facing the moon gate.

On the left side of the bed, there is a small couch where she sleeps.

The couch was covered with a soft futon of calamus powder, which was the color of her joy.

On the right side is the carved window, under the window there is a rosewood bookcase, the azure porcelain pen wash, pen holder, water droplets, pen mountain, etc. are placed in a staggered manner, which looks very pleasing to the eye.

The dark blue inkstone is square and simple, with a shallow pool of clear water, which is used to raise the inkstone.

The spring breeze blows through the carved window, and a petal of peach blossom falls softly in the inkstone, rippling in a circle of ink and green ripples.

The scenery of March in the south of the Yangtze River,

It's all in this inkstone.

Su Jiu smiled, his clear eyes turned slightly, and he crashed into the bronze mirror on the windowsill.

The little scholar in the bronze mirror, with red lips and white teeth, is particularly eye-catching, and it is easy for people to tell that she is a little girl.

She looked at the scholars outside the window, there were all men in the Secret Dao Academy, no wonder the little brother would use turmeric to deliberately paint her face a rough waxy yellow.

She pursed her lips, took turmeric from the cupboard, and carefully smoothed it over her face and neck.

Looking at the bronze mirror again, the little scholar in the mirror looks cowardly, not so eye-catching.

She breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Xiao Tingchen's thin quilt in a good mood, and planned to go outside to dry.

As soon as I walked outside the door, I saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, with seven or eight followers, coming here in a hurry.

The little boy stepped on the blue satin foundation small court boots, wore crimson gold thread embroidered auspicious cloud waist arrow sleeves, hung a collar with eight treasures of purple gold longevity lock between his neck, and a golden beast unicorn gold forehead between his eyebrows, and wore a crown of gold beast beads on his head.

The color is like spring dawn, and the sideburns are like a knife.

The white and tender face is like three spring peach petals,

It's a little brighter than a woman.

It's just that the pair of oblique lacquer ink phoenix eyes are full of stubbornness and domineering, which makes people think that he is golden and jade, and he is ruined.

Su Jiu hurriedly retracted his steps on the threshold, for fear of colliding with him.

But sometimes it's not about hiding,

You'll save yourself the trouble.

The little boy stood still in front of her and glanced at her, "Hmph, Xiao Tingchen's newly bought scholar?" ”

Su Jiu only bowed his head timidly and remained silent.

"It's so ugly!" The little boy stared at her sallow skin with disdain, "It can be seen that Xiao Tingchen's vision is also extremely poor!" ”

After he finished speaking, the little guys who surrounded him immediately chimed in:

"Yes, yes, only our second son has the best vision in the world!"

"Not bad! Xiao Tingchen is compared to the second son of our family, that is the gap between eyeballs and pearls! ”

"Idiot!" The little boy kicked the little guy fiercely, "What eyeballs and pearls, that's called fish balls and pearls!" It's all said, if you are ugly, you should read more! ”

"Yes, yes, the son is knowledgeable, he is simply a literary and opera star!"

"The little ones won't worship the mud saint in the future, in the eyes of the little one, the son is a living saint!"

Su Jiu said weakly: "That's not called fish balls and pearls, that's fish eyes and pearls." Fish eyes are somewhat similar to pearls, but the value between the two is different. However, they are generally not used to describe people. ”

The noisy and flattering crowd fell silent in an instant.

The little boy stared at Su Jiu, and his white and tender cheeks gradually turned red.

After a while, he sneered, "Xiao Tingchen's scholar, right?" Very good, you have successfully caught the attention of the master! ”

Su Jiu: "......?!" ”