Chapter 162: Portrait of a Beauty

Wan Qiyun is a little curious, the old man is not the kind of person who caresses elegance, how can there be a picture scroll?

Moreover, it was still placed in such a secret place, if she hadn't held the Night Pearl, maybe she wouldn't have discovered this place.

Wan Qiyun thought about it and didn't move, this is the old man's privacy, how bad it is to move.

Then her eyes couldn't help but keep glancing at the scroll, and her heart was like being scratched a few times by a cat without pain, not painful, but urgent.

In the end, she couldn't hold back......

"Just take a look, just a look, the old man shouldn't have any bad habits, he should be fine if he sees it, and he shouldn't know about it if he sees it! Just one look, just one look, one look!"

Wan Qian Yunqian gently opened the scroll while breaking his thoughts.

Just one glance, she froze.

In the painting is a woman, a very beautiful woman, about two years old, dressed in white, slim figure, delicate eyebrows and eyes, a shallow smile at the corner of the mouth, fairy don't want it, it's just Yan Kong's hair welfare.

Wan Qiyun wiped the non-existent saliva at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt a little strange.

The strange thing is the woman's eyes, like ......

"Like what? It's weird!"

Wan Qiyun rubbed his hair lightly, and suddenly thought of suitable words to describe it.

"It's like looking at a loved one!"

"I'll go, this won't be the old man's first love!"

"It's pretty good-looking, and it's very discerning......

"That is, Lao Tzu's vision will definitely not be bad!"

The old man's gloomy voice sounded behind Wan Qian Yunqian, and then the picture scroll in front of him was taken away.

"Hey, hey, hey, why did your old man come back so soon, this, isn't it too early?"

Wan Qiyun panicked, turned his head in disdain, looked at the old man, observed the surroundings, and looked for a suitable escape route.

"yes, it's early, the moon hasn't reached full height yet."

The old man didn't smile, carefully checked the scroll, saw that there was no damage, breathed a sigh of relief, and put the scroll away.

Wan Qiyun looked out the window and found that it was completely dark......

"yes, yes, are you hungry? Why don't I get someone to bring you some food?"

"I'm not hungry, I don't know if you're hungry."

The old man put the scroll in the storage bag, here, such an inconspicuous place can be found by her, so let's put it close to her!

"Hungry, hungry, hungry! Then I'm going to eat!"

Wan Qiyun is shallow, no matter what the old man's reaction is, she quickly escapes, she has already observed the route.

A gust of wind swept by, and Wan Qian Yunqian had already left the study.

The old man looked at her back and smiled.

Closed the door that Wan Qian Yunqian didn't have time to close, and walked behind the screen, where there was a table and a chair, which was where he rested privately.

Take out the picture scroll from the storage bag, open it gently, look at the lifelike girl in the light, and stroke the cheek in the painting.

"Ah Ying, I'm old, how are you doing now?"

"With your cultivation, you must still be very young!"

"I'm old......

"Old ......"

"Ah Ying ......"

Running all the way back to his room, Wan Qian Yunqian immediately plugged in the door, and he didn't feel at ease, so he directly moved the screen over and blocked it.

"I'm such a beautiful boy warrior."

Wan Qiyun looked at the tightly blocked door and clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"Beautiful boy warrior? Who are you hiding?"

A curious voice sounded behind Wan Qian Yunqian, which directly startled her, it was really a jump.