Yan Rui helped her comb her hair, pulled a fallen fairy bun, and took out the cinnamon hairpin that was given to her for the first time and pinned it to the bun.

"You're better than I am." Li Tianyan looked at him with a smile.

Yan Rui put the comb on the dresser and said with a smile: "Then I will comb your hair from now on." ”

Li Tianyan almost agreed, but when he thought that he was starting to grow gray hair now, he refused: "What is it like, I have to comb it myself, and I will comb it better than you when the time comes." ”

"Okay, good, Madame's hands are so skillful, no matter how you comb it, it will look better than mine." Yan Rui doted.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'll have someone prepare your favorite dishes, go eat first, and then we'll go to Zheguiyuan to paint." Yan Rui pulled her up from the chair and walked outside.

While walking, Li Tianyan wondered: "Isn't the Zhegui Courtyard already burned down?" Why do you still go there to paint? ”

"You'll know when the time comes, and you won't be disappointed." Yan Rui smiled confidently.

The two of them passed through the inner door with a beaded curtain, and then bypassed a carved wooden screen, and then reached the outer room.

The steaming meals on the table, Li Tianyan saw that they were all his favorite foods, and his index finger moved for a while, but he ate a lot of this meal, but when it was time for lunch, it was estimated that he would not be able to eat it.

Yan Rui sat at the table and looked at her quietly.

When she was eating, Yan Rui pulled her to Zhegui Courtyard and walked slowly, this month, the flowers and trees in the house are very luxuriant, and butterflies occasionally fly.

The two of them didn't say anything, just quietly holding hands and walking on the road that was neither wide nor narrow, smelling the grass and leaves in the air.

It was obviously a short distance, but the two of them walked for a while, and then they arrived at the gate of Zheguiyuan.

Before Li Tianyan entered, he saw that there were trees planted inside, and the osmanthus trees in the yard were full of greenery.

She turned her head to look at Yan Rui and smiled: "The osmanthus tree in this yard must be very fragrant when the flowers bloom." ”

"No matter how fragrant it is, it can't compare to the fragrance of osmanthus on my wife's body, but I'd rather exchange the osmanthus tree in this yard for the previous osmanthus tree, so that I can always be good." Yan Rui looked at her face and said.

"Aren't I doing it well now?" Li Tianyan looked at him with a raised face, raised his hand and lightly slapped his chest, and continued: "When you walk in, didn't you say you want to paint?" But I have prepared my things. ”

"It's been prepared for a long time, it's inside." Yan Rui followed behind and said.

Li Tanyan felt very comfortable as soon as she came in, being in a osmanthus tree, feeling the fragrance of the leaves of the osmanthus tree around her, and she felt much better.

The house that had been burned down was gone, and there were osmanthus trees planted in that place, all of which were more than two people tall, with lush branches and leaves, and you could tell that they had just been planted by looking at the loose ground on the ground.

In the middle there is a long table, and two low tables, on which are pens, ink, paper, inkstones, various colors of paint, and brushes of different sizes.

Yan Rui looked at her in high spirits not far away, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he strode forward and hugged the person in his arms.

Li Tianyan was made to scream quietly by this suddenness, and then looked back at him.

Yan Rui leaned half against the nearest tree, hugging the person in his arms tightly, Li Tianyan hooked his neck with one hand, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the mouth.

The sun shone down, passing through the dense osmanthus leaves, leaving dappled light and shadows on them on the ground.

The breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the rice paper on the table was blown and the hanging part of it floated up.

The two separated under the tree for a long time, and the flush on Li Tianyan's face did not subside, and he looked at Yan Rui in a daze.

Yan Rui lowered his voice and said in her ear, "Let's draw the scene just now, okay?" ”

Li Tianyan listened to his voice, and always felt a little numb in his heart, so he nodded and responded: "Okay, you can do whatever you say." ”

She knew what the scene just now meant, she put her hand down from Yan Rui's neck and said, "Then I have to come first, you stand still." So saying, he ran to the table.

glanced at Yan Rui, who was leaning under the tree, picked up the pen and began to paint, in fact, she didn't need to look at it to know how to draw, Yan Rui's appearance had long been engraved in her heart.

After only a while, Yan Rui walked from under the tree and said behind her, "Madame's painting skills are also excellent. ”

Li Tianyan was so frightened by this sound that his hands almost trembled, and he drew more strokes on the painting, and said with a smile: "Why are you here, come over quickly, you haven't finished painting yet." ”

"Tanyan has been painting with his head down, and he has never looked up at me, isn't it the same wherever I stand." Yan Rui said with a smile, the person on the drawing paper is very similar to him, from the bridge of the nose, eyebrows and eyes to the demeanor.

"Don't look at it, you can't look at it until it's finished." Dumpling put down the pen and blocked it in front of his eyes with his hand, and laughed coquettishly.

"If you don't look at it, you won't look at it, can't I stand in the past, I have to finish the painting earlier, otherwise my husband will be unable to help but come over again." Yan Rui laughed.

He whispered a soft "um", and continued to draw with a pen.

Yan Rui quietly watched her every movement under the osmanthus tree, smiling, every time she lifted the pen, every time she dipped in ink, it made him happy.

Looking at it like this, I felt that time passed very quickly, and when I put down the pen and called him in front of him, I still didn't feel enough.

"This time, I'll stand under the tree, and you will paint." Li Tianyan got up from the low table and said to Yan Rui, who came over.

Yan Rui lifted his robe and sat on another low table, stopped the words that were about to leave, and said with a smile: "I'll draw you, you have to be by my side to see more clearly, I can't see clearly after walking." ”

Qian Yan looked back at his serious eyes, sat down on the low table again, and said with a smile: "According to you, your eyes are not as good as those of seventy or eighty years old." ”

"Even when I'm seventy or eighty years old, as long as you're around, I can see your appearance clearly, and I can draw your smile with one stroke."

"No, I must have been so old that my face was wrinkled at that time."

"Then when the osmanthus flowers here bloom, let's paint another one, and the large golden osmanthus flowers in the green leaves on the tree must be very beautiful."

"Okay."

Li Tianyan rested his head on his left shoulder, watching him draw his face on the paper, and the two of them laughed and talked about how they would look old in the future.

After Yan Rui finished painting her, he also carefully drew the osmanthus tree behind him and the surrounding osmanthus trees.

Looking at this painting, the people and trees on the painting are vivid.

In the painting, Yan Rui wrapped one hand around her waist and put the other hand behind her head, bowing his head slightly and leaning against her lips and teeth. Look at her face flushed again, her closed eyes and long eyelashes seem to be trembling slightly, a strand of hair on her cheeks is blown by the wind towards Yan Rui, and the ends of her waist-length hair flutter slightly. Yan Rui also drew the state of the leaves being blown by the wind.

This painting is extremely beautiful, but I can also see that her face is slightly red, and this painting can't be hung.

"This painting can't be hung up, let's put it away, and when the old ones can't walk and can't hold the pen, they will turn it over and take a look." Yan Rui saw her thoughts and said.

"Well, I'll put it away when the ink dries." She nodded, "The next time I draw it, I'll take it out and hang it in the room, but I can't paint it like this." ”

"Listen to you." Yan Rui touched her hair.