Yan Weishan's deep and calm eyes became deeper and deeper, Ning Xi couldn't imagine that Yan Sanye, who had always been abstinent and cold, was like a carnivore at this time, his eyes locked on her tightly.

Ning Xi was pressed against him in front of the long golden silk nanmu table, leaning on the table, feeling Yan Weishan leaning down and speaking in her ear.

"Ning Ning, I'll draw you a picture."

Ning Xi looked up and looked back at him, and bumped into a pair of deep eyes, "Draw just paint, what are you doing?" ”

"Huh." Yan Weishan chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Of course, I made a unique painting on you." ”

He looked at Ning Xi's back in a cheongsam, and his fingers squeezed the round buttons one by one.

While lifting the cheongsam on his back, he said: "Just draw you planting saffron in the yard, and it looks good." ”

Ning Xi, "That's Lycoris." ”

She added, "It has the effects of detoxification, expectorant, diuretic, vomiting, insecticide, etc., but it has a small poison and is mainly used to treat sore throat."

Before she finished speaking, Yan Weishan's fingers fell on her back, and it was a little itchy, so she immediately stopped her voice.

Yan Weishan looked at the scars on her back, which had not completely faded, and some of the scars had extended all the way to

He stroked the palm of his hand with a gun calloon, and said with pity, "Ning Ning suffered." ”

Ning Xi'er was feverish, and the man behind him looked at the back without the cheongsam, and wanted to struggle, but he was held back.

"Don't move, I'll add some flowers for you to cover your scars."

Ning Xi puffed out his cheeks, let him go, and simply lay on his stomach and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Yan Weishan changed a red pen, and when he lowered his head, he saw that her skin was white and snowy, and her skin was like congealed fat, and when she swung her waist when she adjusted her posture, her Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

"Don't move."

"Huh?" Ning Xi looked back at him blankly.

"Ahem." Yan Weishan coughed lightly, as if he had overestimated his self-control.

He hurriedly stabilized his somewhat chaotic breathing, but Ning Xi could see the depth of his eyes clearly in the sunlight.

She subconsciously said: "Does the young marshal want to paint for me, or is he a hooligan?" ”

"Smack~"

Ning Xi was slapped by him, only to hear the man's mellow voice, "It's your words, but it's not good." ”

Ning Xi snorted lightly, "Hurry up." ”

Yan Weishan held the pen, and a touch of red bloomed on her porcelain-white skin.

Ning Xi felt that the tip of the brush fell gently on her back, causing a feeling of overpower.

She couldn't help but hold her breath and arched her back.

Yan Weishan has always been focused on doing things, lifelike, and gorgeous and beautiful flowers fall on her back.

In the study, the sunlight shines in through the glass window, falls on the golden silk nanmu table, falls on the eyelashes of the beauty, and sets off the beautiful scenery on the back.

When Yan Weishan put down his pen, Ning Xi was about to pick up his clothes.

He pressed her hand, "Let me see again." ”

Ning Xi was hugged by his waist, and felt the heat of his lowered head coming from behind him, as if the flowers on his back were ignited.

She subconsciously spoke, "Young Marshal, in fact, Lycoris has other names. ”

"Huh?" Yan Weishan was already indulging in the period, his fingers slid thinly, and he only responded.

Ning Xi raised his eyes to look out the window, in early autumn, the gorgeous flowers bloomed very well, alone, without leaves.

She said: "It is also called Manzhu Sawa, the other side flower, the red lotus. ”

"The Lotus Sutra says that Manju Sawa is a kind of smallpox in the divine realm, and the flowers and leaves will never meet."

"There is also a wild historical legend, Manzhu and Shahua are flower demons and leaf demons respectively, they love each other but are cursed to live forever and cannot be together, into reincarnation of old age, sickness and death, only when they smell the fragrance of flowers on the other side of the Huangquan Road, they remember the love in their previous lives."

Ning Xi was silent.

Just like her with Zhou Ye.

It's a pity that when he enters the next reincarnation, he can't remember himself.

It's like Yan Weishan behind him.

Thankfully, they still fell in love and were together.

Seeing that Ning Xi was stunned, Yan Weishan picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

Ning Xi hurriedly put her arms around his neck and was put into the futon by her.

When she got up in Yan Weishan, she took his hand, stroked the rough gun cocoon on his palm with her fingertips, covered it with both hands, and said softly: "Brother Weishan has also worked hard. ”

"Ningning." Yan Weishan's heart warmed.

Ning Xi raised his eyes, looked at him and smiled, "Brother Weishan is also my treasure." ”

"Ning Ning, I'm 29 years old this year."

Ning Xi snorted, "Even if you are eighty years old, I will hold your hand." ”

As he spoke, Ning Xi kissed his palm, looking satisfied.

Yan Weishan looked at her with deep eyes, looked at her smile, and listened to her words.

At this moment, he suspected that he must have done a lot of meritorious deeds in his previous life, otherwise he would have killed so deeply in this life, how could he meet such a good her.

He is a person who does not believe in Buddhism or God, but at this moment, he believes that this is a blessing from God.

"Is it cold?" Yan Weishan pulled the quilt and wrapped her.

Ning Xi complained softly, "It's all your fault for not putting on a cheongsam for me."

Yan Weishan nodded matter-of-factly, "Well, it's all my fault." ”

Ning Xi raised his eyes, and when he entered the door, he was still wearing a neat and serious military uniform, wrapping all the strength and domineering in it.

At this time, with gentle words to her, Ning Xi could still feel that under this cold and hard uniform, there was a strong physique and a domineering soul.

She couldn't help but reach out and ripped off his collar and ripped at his uniform

Yan Weishan was familiar with the road, and his palm slid down her graceful waist.

He retracted his palms, his slender fingers sinking slightly, and his voice was no longer as cold as it used to be.

"The more I learn, the worse it gets."

Ning Xi put his arms around his neck, and the tails of his eyes went up, "You don't like it?" ”

Yan Weishan didn't say anything, and his thin lips covered it, this was already the truest answer.

Xu had the trouble last time, Yan Weishan held back for a long time, and as soon as the gate was opened this time, he couldn't hold it back.

Ning Xi fought for oxygen, opened his closed eyes, and saw Yan Weishan's handsome face, and the bottom of his eyes was dark and surging.

Her heart and feelings were also sucked away by him.

She grabbed at his clothes in frustration, but he hugged him down.

This bedroom is specially furnished for her, with a delicate wardrobe with a long mirror next to the closet.

Ning Xi saw the two people reflected in the mirror.

Delicate and masculine, it is a match made in heaven.

Ning Xi looked at Yan Weishan behind him in the mirror, even so, he was cold and strong, but there was a careful delicacy in the strength, which made her sink involuntarily.

He was still wearing a military uniform, but it was no longer neat underneath.

Ning Xi couldn't stand at all, so he relied on him to support his waist.

Yan Weishan stood straight, his heart was beating fast, his Adam's apple was rolling, and his body was full of the momentum of battle.

……

After more than an hour, they returned to the futon room, where there was a faint light that faintly reflected the people inside.

Ning Xi couldn't resist his attack and began to dodge.

"Young Marshal. Please let it go."

Yan Weishan hugged her, in her ear, his voice was hoarse and sultry, and he bit her, "What do you call me?" ”

When Ning Xi should be cowardly, he is really not hard-mouthed.

"Brother Weishan."

Yan Weishan's heart palpitated, and the fingertips with gun calluses rubbed the flowers on her back.

Ning Xi looked up and looked back at him.

He said, "Ningning, kiss me." ”

Ning Xi's face turned even redder as she listened to his deep voice, and leaned in to kiss him.

……