Zhao Mocheng said: "That's right, this is how Lu Zi'an's position as a young owner came about, Lu Mingye had to treat Lu Zi'an well in order not to have a successor, but Lu Zi'an was extremely disgusted with him, and he was doing things with him everywhere, and the relationship between father and son was extremely bad." ”

When Yun Xiaoshuang heard this, she suddenly realized: "No wonder Lu Zi'an feels that friends are more important than husbands and wives, and growing up in such a family, he naturally feels that the relationship between husband and wife is nothing." ”

After a pause, he said: "If I say this, I feel even more that he doesn't really like me, eighty percent of it is because I have a harmonious family and a happy life, he is a little envious, and feels that if he gets me, he will live such a happy life." ”

Zhao Mocheng listened, groaned, nodded, and felt that Yun Xiaoshuang was quite reasonable.

It's not so much that Lu Zi'an likes Yun Xiaoshuang, but that he likes the warm, optimistic, and positive attitude to life behind Yun Xiaoshuang.

"It seems that I can make an appointment to talk to him, and maybe I can convince him." Yun Xiaoshuang said thoughtfully.

When Zhao Mocheng heard this, he refused without thinking about it: "No." ”

"What's wrong?" Yun Xiaoshuang blinked.

Zhao Mocheng said: "Xiaoshuang, don't meet with Lu Zi'an. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang was stunned, knowing that Yun Xiaoshuang was jealous.

"My brother is right, sister-in-law, now the city is full of rumors about you and Lu Zi'an, if you meet him at this time, it will be even more unclear." Zhao Hong glanced at Zhao Mocheng and said to Yun Xiaoshuang.

"Yes, I didn't expect that." Yun Xiaoshuang agreed not to see Lu Zi'an, but she still felt that she had a certain chance of convincing Lu Zi'an, so she said, "Then write him a letter and let the guy send it over unobtrusively." ”

Zhao Mocheng nodded and agreed.

The discussion ended here, everyone dispersed, each went to do their own thing, Yun Xiaoshuang went to the study to write a letter to Lu Zi'an, and Zhao Mocheng followed in.

Yun Xiaoshuang wrote a long letter, she didn't dare to mention Lu Zi'an's parents, she just said that she guessed that Lu Zi'an lacked love, didn't understand love, and didn't understand what marriage and family were, his liking for her was just an illusion, I hope he can figure it out quickly and stop creating rumors.

This is the general meaning of this letter, Yun Xiaoshuang used a lot of emotional sentences to persuade Lu Zi'an, and after writing it, she read it herself, thinking that if she was Lu Zi'an, she would definitely be moved.

"How do you look at the writing?" After reading it, Yun Xiaoshuang handed the letter to Zhao Mocheng with satisfaction.

Zhao Mocheng took it and took a closer look, and after a while, he gave Yun Xiaoshuang a thumbs up: "Yes, Xiaoshuang is very powerful." ”

"That is, I used to be a top student, although I was a science and engineering girl, but I was also famous for my good writing." Yun Xiaoshuang was triumphant.

Zhao Mocheng didn't know what she meant by "high-achieving students" and "science and engineering girls", but after guessing, he understood.

He took the brush in Yun Xiaoshuang's hand and lightly tapped it on the tip of her nose, and an ink spot suddenly appeared on the tip of her white nose.

Yun Xiaoshuang felt a chill on her nose, touched it with her hand, and wiped the ink that had not yet dried on her hand.

"Okay, you dare to tease me!" Yun Xiaoshuang pretended to be fierce, snatched the brush from Zhao Mocheng's hand, and wanted to draw it on his face.

Zhao Mocheng dodged back, and his hands clamped Yun Xiaoshuang's hands like iron tongs, telling her to not move.

Yun Xiaoshuang struggled hard, her face turned red, and she didn't break free, she stared at Zhao Mocheng angrily, and the flesh on both sides of her cheeks bulged.

Zhao Mocheng poked it playfully, feeling that the meat was like a pinball, going down as soon as he pressed it, and came out as soon as he let go.

"What are you doing?" Yun Xiaoshuang turned her head and bit him, without much strength.

"Nothing." Zhao Mocheng said this in his mouth, but his hand poked Yun Xiaoshuang's cheek several times in a row, and his ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense was very powerful.

Yun Xiaoshuang looked at him speechlessly, not knowing what to do with Zhao Mocheng.

"Huh!" Zhao Mocheng chuckled twice, touched Yun Xiaoshuang's cheeks very gently, touched her eyebrows, eyelids, and chin, and rubbed them repeatedly, his eyes were full of tenderness that made Yun Xiaoshuang indulge.

After such a long period of recuperation, Yun Xiaoshuang's skin has already become very good, fair, transparent, delicate, tender, and feels like a good jade, very comfortable.

Zhao Mocheng touched it for a while, feeling the warm soft touch from the palms of his hands and fingertips, and his heart rippled.

He gently pinched Yun Xiaoshuang's chin with his other fingers, and his thumb reached up, caressing Yun Xiaoshuang's lips.

Yun Xiaoshuang's lips were originally naturally pink and shiny, but now they were bloodshot by him and turned crimson, as if they had been coated with lipstick.

Yun Xiaoshuang grabbed Zhao Mocheng's wrist with the hand that was let go, and said in a very thin nasal voice, "What are you doing?" It hurts me. ”

As soon as the words came out and heard her own voice, Yun Xiaoshuang was taken aback, she didn't expect her voice to sound so soft and ambiguous, it sounded like she was deliberately coquettish.

Yun Xiaoshuang's body trembled, and just as she wanted to speak, she saw Zhao Mocheng staring at her with faint eyes, and some kind of flame flashed in her eyes.

He smiled, pinched Yun Xiaoshuang's chin, brought her close to him, and kissed the corner of her lips.

This kiss was very gentle, first rubbing it very gently at the corner of her lips, and then she took Yun Xiaoshuang's lips and bit her twice without much force.

"Why are you still biting?" Yun Xiaoshuang still felt a slight tingling sensation on her lips, and pushed Zhao Mocheng.

"Marking." Zhao Mocheng and her lips and teeth were separated, and the tip of his nose was pressed against the tip of his nose and said.

After finishing speaking, he kissed it again, put the brush in Yun Xiaoshuang's hand while kissing, and when his lips and teeth met, he said in a very deep voice: "You can draw it back." ”

"Draw back? Then you're welcome! Yun Xiaoshuang didn't say anything, and said so in her heart.

She rolled her eyes, took a brush and aimed at Zhao Mocheng's face with a brush, and wanted to paint on his face, but Zhao Mocheng kept pinching her chin and kissing her, she couldn't draw at all, so she had to stop.

"Why don't you draw it?" Zhao Mocheng still asked her this, as if he was deliberately teasing her.

Yun Xiaoshuang bit his tongue, pushed him away slightly, broke his face and said, "Don't move, I want to paint." ”

Zhao Mocheng kissed her unsatisfied, and then said hello and sat still.

Seeing this, Yun Xiaoshuang quickly drew a turtle on his face, and after finishing the painting, he threw the brush on the table and laughed.

Without a mirror, Zhao Mocheng couldn't see what was painted on his face, so he pressed Yun Xiaoshuang's shoulder, approached her, and asked her to open her eyes wide to act as a mirror.

In Yun Xiaoshuang's eyes, Zhao Mocheng vaguely saw a turtle painted on his right face, he pinched the tip of Yun Xiaoshuang's nose connived, and said, "What are you painting turtles for?" ”

Yun Xiaoshuang obviously painted a turtle, and deliberately said at this time: "It's not a turtle, it's Wang Ba." ”

"It's not as good as a tortoise." Zhao Mocheng chuckled, "The thousand-year-old king is eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, at least the tortoise lives longer." ”

"It's okay, if you live a few more years, you will become a turtle." Yun Xiaoshuang touched his cheek and deliberately teased him.

Zhao Mocheng looked at Yun Xiaoshuang for a while, then suddenly picked up the pen and wanted to draw on Yun Xiaoshuang's face again.

Yun Xiaoshuang was startled and gratefully dodged.

But her speed and strength were far inferior to Zhao Mocheng, and she was still caught by Zhao Mocheng, who firmly held her wrist and didn't let her move, imprisoning her in a chair.

"Well, don't move!" Zhao Mocheng traced the lines of her face with his fingers and said.

Yun Xiaoshuang struggled again, and found that it was useless, so she obediently did not move.

Zhao Mocheng was satisfied, let go of the hand that was pinching her wrist, and painted on her face.

Zhao Mocheng took the original brush and sketched it on Yun Xiaoshuang's face for a while, then replaced it with a new one, dipped it in a little color paint, and continued to paint on Yun Xiaoshuang's face.

His movements were very gentle, and he had been painting for a long time, as if he had really used Yun Xiaoshuang's face as a canvas, and was painting seriously and carefully.

Yun Xiaoshuang was very curious about what he was painting, and when she asked him, he didn't say, but said, "You'll know when you're done." ”

Yun Xiaoshuang was helpless, so she had to wait patiently.

After a while, Zhao Mocheng finally finished painting, put down the brush, leaned over to look at Yun Xiaoshuang's face, and looked at it for a while, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He kissed Yun Xiaoshuang's lips, but because he was afraid of damaging the painting on her face, he kissed very restrainedly.

Yun Xiaoshuang became even more curious, stood up and walked to the lounge next door, where there was a bronze mirror for dressing.

Zhao Mocheng also followed her.

Pushing open the door and walking to the mirror, Yun Xiaoshuang suddenly exclaimed as soon as she saw herself in the mirror, her fingers raised, wanting to touch the painting on her face, but she was afraid of damaging her, so she didn't dare to touch it.

I saw that a peach blossom, ink-colored tree trunk, and pink petals were painted on her fair skin.

The trunk of the tree extends from the neck upwards to the forehead, and in the middle of the main trunk is divided into many tiny branches, on which are full of peach blossoms.

There are budding flower bones, and there are also beautiful ones in full bloom, and the petals are not uniform powder, but the depth is staggered, and there are thick and light.

This peach blossom is painted on Yun Xiaoshuang's right face, and there are also some on the bridge of the nose in the middle, and the left half of the face has no tree trunks or flowers, but there are petals that swirl and fly from the right.

There are only a few petals on the left cheek, which correspond to the peach blossom trunk on the right.

There are also petals on the left eye, which is a relatively large, oblique light pink petal, which is painted on the upper eyelid and lower eyelid, surrounding the left eye, and it looks like the left eye is the petal.

This is really a peach blossom eye, which looks very charming and seductive.

"The peach blossoms on the human face are red...... You're amazing! Yun Xiaoshuang looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, and only after a long time did she exclaim, carefully and tentatively touched her face, and found that the ink and paint on it had dried.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Mocheng hugged her from behind, crossed his hands around her body, and landed on her lower abdomen.