Standing in front of the door, Mingyue could even imagine Wei Zhixing's surprised gaze, was he stunned? Or is it stunning? Is it the moon falling, or is it sighing?

The door opened suddenly, Wei Yan held up the half-tree plum blossom in his hand, his eyes stared straight at Mingyue's face, and his surprise was exhaustive.

Wei Yan stammered: "Lord, lord, master, Yin, Yin girl is here!" His body flashed to one side in a hurry, his eyes looked at his feet, and even the roots of his ears were red.

Wei Zhixing endured the wild beat in his heart, silently put down the thin carbon strip in his hand, raised his eyelids, and looked at the woman in front of him who had finally revealed her true face.

Like the autumn rain hit the plantains, the breeze blew the ripples, the birds swept the sky, the Zen singing drew the palpitations, not like the flashy and dazzling at the beginning, only the indifferent dependence of the green silk dyed frost, drinking a cup of tea, chanting a song, grinding a cinnabar, quiet and beautiful, drunk dreams are picturesque, drunk for a thousand years.

The man's obsidian eyes flowed through the girl's body like flowing water, turning from the tips of her hair to the corners of the white tassel skirt, and finally deeply locked the girl's playful flowing sea, her brows slowly frowned, forming a 10,000-year-old ravine, and her face became more and more gloomy and darker.

Mingyue looked aggrieved, and made a surrender and said: "The most picky father-in-law, don't frown and veto, this is the Da Yueyue deity, if you are not satisfied, you can only be beaten back to your mother's womb and be a new person." ”

Seeing the girl's aggrieved blinking eyes, like fanning eyelashes, trembling like Zen wings, the man's heart seemed to collapse, leaving a light sigh, and said to Wei Yan in a blink of an eye: "Don't hand the plum blossom to the 'Big Yueyue' deity, the official is going to start painting." ”

Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief, and took the half-tree plum blossom from Wei Yan, who was still in a state of stunned confirmation, and her arm was immediately pressed, and her little face collapsed and said: "Father-in-law, 'drunk and broken one or two plum blossoms', you are clearly eight, nine, and ten, too many, are you short of firewood to burn?" ”

"Not a single flower is missing." Wei Zhixing left no room for error.

Mingyue resigned herself to holding the plum blossoms and standing three or four meters in front of the table, casually looking like she was holding a bundle of firewood, making the plum blossoms fall colorfully, and then falling, not "one is not less", but about to become a bald branch.

Wei Zhixing was unhappy again: "You are so rude and careless, how can I be in the mood to draw the lonely fragrance of plum blossoms for self-appreciation?" Sweets! ”

Ya, do you want to draw a plum blossom and hold a flower concave shape?

Mingyue rolled her eyes, carefully hugged the plum blossom in one arm, took out one free hand, raised it to her eyes and erected a "V" word, her eyes blinked twice, shining like stars.

"Are you a chicken? What do you do with two withered paws? ”

Wei Zhixing's eyes widened, he really didn't understand why a good finger was blocking his eyes, and it was like a chicken paw---- no, put it in front of him like scissors, isn't it the sequelae of haircut? Thinking about it, Wei Zhixing's face was darker.

Mingyue's little face collapsed, is this a necessary pose for taking pictures by yourself? However, her arms couldn't reach her thighs, so Mingyue had to change her posture, her eyes blinked, her cheeks bulged, and her small hands formed a fist, beckoning like a lucky cat.

"Are you a cat? Raising your paws to eat? Wei Zhixing feigned anger, but he really couldn't get angry in his heart.

Mingyue's face was thin and angry, what kind of aesthetic does this Wei Zhixing have? It seems that if you don't enlarge the trick when I am a soft persimmon!

Mingyue's long hair is flicked lightly, her eyes are half-squinted, her little tongue is stretched, and she slowly licks above the cherry mouth, some of the dry lips become shockingly shiny, the little shell teeth bite the lower lip, the willow waist is twisted lightly, send the crotch, lift the buttocks, close the buttocks, and the free little hands are not idle, gently lift the skirt and skirt, such as a peacock opening the screen, a pair of small lotus feet are lightly tapped, and the white middle pants under the skirt are half exposed, looming to show the slender leg shape.

Wei Zhixing's originally black face turned red again, like a boiled shrimp, the Adam's apple squirmed up and down, like thousands of caterpillars crawling inside, ready to move, and it was unbearable to suppress.

Mingyue's eyes flashed, and she smiled secretly in her heart, the ancients did not deceive me, if you want to be pretty, you will be filial; If you want to be beautiful, show your thighs. Dealing with a guy like Wei Zhixing, who is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, is not an opponent against him, and the effect of pretending to be pitiful is not high, only simple and rough is the killer weapon.

I just put on a must-have sultry pose on the red carpet, and this hot-tempered guy suddenly lost his arrogance, as if, just like a young man who had just fallen in love, he wanted to take a more look, but he was afraid to take a second look, and he wanted to love a little more, but he insisted on disgusting a little bit, and he was paranoid and twisted.

Wei Yan, who was staring at his feet, was caught off guard when he saw Mingyue's feet, although this foot is not small, it seems to be more magical than the three-inch golden lotus, which deeply attracts the eyes of men, and people can't help but want to see the different scenery in the embroidered shoes.

Thinking of the picturesque time when they both fell last time, although it ended in his fainting, the "stormy waves" are still fresh in my memory, and the haze in my heart has dissipated a lot in the past few days.

Wei Yan was thinking nonsense, Wei Zhixing glanced at Wei Yan with a pensive face, and said angrily: "You give me out!" ”

Mingyue's enchantment suddenly broke through, her small body collapsed, and she slipped out of the house again.

Wei Zhixing's roar sounded again: "Wei Yan, get out!" Yin Mingyue, stop! ”

Mingyue stopped, pouted lightly, and looked at Wei Zhixing with sadness and resentment, and if Wei Zhixing said the word "no" again, he would turn his face on the spot.

Wei Zhixing didn't pick any more, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said with a straight expression: "That's it, don't move." ”

Mingyue pursed her lips and squinted her eyes like this, frozen there like a wax person.

A pillar of incense, endured; Two pillars of incense, endure it; Three-pillar incense, I'm still ...... Mingyue moved her numb arm slightly, and said with a sneer: "Father-in-law, my hands are numb, can you change your arms?" ”

“……”

"Father-in-law, my leg is numb, can I sit?"

“……”

How did Ren Mingyue interrupt, Wei Zhixing just concentrated on painting, and after the thin strips were outlined, he had already begun to use water to powder the gypsum.

Mingyue's heart is beating like thunder, it's over, it's about to goof, it's going to be over now.

Mingyue's heart was horizontal, and she shouted: "Father-in-law, you can't paint plum blossoms, you will be unlucky for your whole life if you paint plum blossoms, if you want to paint the peony of the flower, the orchid of the gentleman in the flower, and the peach blossom of the demon in the flower...... "In short, it is not a flower that needs white and pink tones, everything is fine, even if it is a dog's tail grass."

Wei Zhixing paused, his face was a little unnatural, and finally he still picked up the brush and prepared to mix colors.

Mingyue carefully observed, Wei Zhixing flashed when he heard the peach blossoms, and his eyes rolled and chanted softly: "In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were correspondingly red, and the human face did not know where to go, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Wei Zhixing's fingers trembled slightly, obviously messing up, white and red were mixed together, obviously wasting a lot of paint.

The man looked at the red and fresh in the palette bowl, threw it aside with a sigh, took out another jar again, poured out the slightly pink paint that had been mixed in it at some point, poured out a small pile, mixed the water, and began to dye the plum blossoms on the painting.

Mingyue breathed a long sigh of relief, it is best not to use gypsum powder, although the composition of gypsum powder is similar to the big * and putty powder that paints the wall, and it should be white when drawn, but there must be a difference with hundreds of taels of clams powder, and it is a matter of time to expose the filling, just like a *, it is impossible to say when it will blow up and make her tremble.

Now I don't need it, there are no ghosts in my heart for the time being, so I will naturally be down-to-earth, Mingyue gradually dozed off, and her mind wandered out of the world.

What she didn't know was that Wei Zhixing painted pale pink plum blossoms, painted her peach-like cheeks, and finally used her gypsum powder, and painted Mingyue's white gauze skirt.

The original Wei Zhixing could also detect the difference, but unfortunately, he was disturbed by Mingyue's peach blossom poem, messed up, and lost his soul, thinking in his heart, how could Mingyue know about peach blossoms, in other words, how could Mingyue know about Liu Jiayi's existence? Jiayi Lau is a good princess, I don't know where she is now?

I don't know how long it took, a spirit, Mingyue suddenly woke up, I don't know when, she had already fallen asleep at the table, her body was covered with Wei Zhixing's gray coat, wrapping her whole body tightly, only revealing a delicate little face, and she didn't feel the winter cold at all.

wiped a handful of saliva that didn't exist at all, and as soon as he turned his head, the man sat next to him, his eyes were gentle like water, full of affection, Mingyue shivered, rubbed his eyes fiercely, and when he fixed his eyes again, he really saw Wei Zhixing's tranquil face, no waves, light clouds and light winds, it must have been an illusion just now.

Mingyue stretched her waist and asked, "After painting, can I go?" ”

Wei Zhixing nodded lightly, without the slightest intention of retaining.

Mingyue was so angry in her heart, now that it was noon, she had been squeezed out of the labor force all morning, not only did she not say thank you, but she also lost her lunch.

Mingyue put the big coat on the table, walked out without hesitation, and the man's eager voice said, "Change your clothes......"

Mingyue felt that she could only use speechlessness to describe her mood at this time, and angrily turned to the happy room, but instead of changing her clothes, she took out her burlap clothes and ran directly to the room on the other side of Wei Zhixing's room, pushed the door in, and inserted the door tightly from the inside.

Wei Zhixing's face darkened, looking at Wei Yan's face like a knife, Wei Yan's legs were weak with fright, and he gave Wei Zhixing a big salute on the spot, and said with a sad face: "Master, I really don't know why Miss Yin wants to enter her subordinate's bedroom, maybe it's because the happy room is too humid after bathing......."

Wei Zhixing's face eased, but his heart was mixed with five flavors, this Yin Mingyue's face was agitated, and his face was white and clear, and he was going to bring disaster to the country and the people, so he really ----had to guard against it.

......

Mingyue naturally observed that it was Wei Yan's room, and she did it on purpose, because she knew that the "Royal Cat Sutra" that she had put a lot of effort into writing was in Wei Yan's hands, and according to her understanding of Wei Yan, he was wooden, so he would not put the "unseemly" book on his body; He is loyal to the Lord, and naturally he will not destroy the things "rewarded" by the master, the biggest possibility is to hide it in the room, and if he doesn't take it back at this time, when will he wait?

Mingyue sneakily searched left and right, and finally turned to the book under Wei Yan's pillow, and the original new and clean book cover was densely filled with words, with different fonts and different inscriptions.

As a result, Mingyue almost burst into laughter on the spot.