In the study, the candlelight is dim, and the smile in the eyes of the night Beicheng is flowing, as if soaked in the stars.

"Frost can choose, and you can also choose in the study if you want." As she spoke, there was a slight tremor in his chest, and her magnetic and deep voice gently shook her eardrums, which was provocative and ear-chilling.

However, Lin Shuang'er still has some sense.

In a certain aspect, Lin Shuang'er is extremely afraid of him, and every time she is tossed by him, she can't get out of bed for several days.

Therefore, during this time, she always prevaricated him for various reasons.

Lin Shuang'er pressed his restless hand in time and said, "Husband, it's still early, Shuang'er should practice calligraphy." ”.

Ye Beicheng chuckled.

"Why do you want to practice again now?" Ye Beicheng's fingertips gently rubbed her wrists, teasing.

Lin Shuang'er's heart trembled, and she said, "Shuang'er wants to write her husband's name well, and her husband will teach Shuang'er." ”

"That husband teaches Shuang'er to write, and Shuang'er must learn seriously."

Ye Beicheng casually spread out a piece of paper, dipped the pen in ink, handed it to Lin Shuang'er, and then grabbed Lin Shuang'er's hand, took her hand with the pen, and wrote on the paper.

Lin Shuang'er's movements were completely taken away by Ye Beicheng, and she watched the words she wrote turn into magic under the drive of Ye Beicheng.

Finally, a few large words jumped on the page.

"Night! North! Receive! Lin Shuang'er read word by word, and finally lowered her head and blew on the paper, wanting to dry the ink.

Ye Beicheng looked at her blowing, and her little face with a big slap was bulging, which was extremely cute.

Ye Beicheng really couldn't hold back, and reached out and pinched her white and tender cheeks.

Lin Shuang'er looked at him a little angrily: "Husband, why do you keep pinching my face?" ”

Ye Beicheng's eyes were gentle, and he said seriously: "Shuang'er's face is stained." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tapped lightly on the tip of her nose, and the smile on his face was even worse: "Now it's clean." ”

Lin Shuang'er rubbed her cheeks, looking at him in a very good mood, and kept smiling on her lips.

It's just that this smile looks a little ill-intentioned no matter how you look at it.

"Is it really clean?" How did she see him smiling more and more?

Ye Beicheng didn't speak, his thin lips were pursed, as if he was holding back a smile.

Lin Shuang'er was suspicious, there happened to be a silver bowl next to the table, Lin Shuang'er picked up the silver bowl and looked at it, there were two inky black finger marks on both sides of her cheeks, and she wiped it casually, and the ink on her face was wiped everywhere, which looked very funny.

Lin Shuang'er put down the silver bowl, frowned, and glared at Ye Beicheng with a displeased expression.

Ye Beicheng looked innocent: "What's the matter, the ink on your face was not made by your husband." ”

After that, he also raised his hand to her: "Look, the husband has nothing in his hand." He had wiped himself clean, and the ink had already been wiped off his hands.

Lin Shuang'er smiled slightly, slowly approached him, stared at him with a pair of eyes, dipped her fingers into the ink fountain, and secretly dipped a few drops of ink.

"Husband, I didn't say it was you, what do you explain?"

Looking at her ill-intentioned appearance, Ye Beicheng immediately guessed her intentions, and seeing that she kept approaching like herself, Ye Beicheng pressed her shoulders in time and pulled the person away for a distance.

When I lowered my eyes, I really saw that she had ink on her fingers, and I saw that it was a lot of weight, and it seemed that she wanted to take revenge on him.

However, how could Ye Beicheng let her mess around, so he pretended to be serious and said, "Shuang'er, don't mess around." ”

How can he play tricks on himself, and then she'll be a fool?

Lin Shuang'er refused to give up, and drilled into his arms one by one.

But Ye Beicheng didn't let her get close, pressed her shoulders, and pushed people away.

Lin Shuang'er fluttered, but she couldn't stand him, and she suddenly became a little angry.

I simply turned my back and sat aside and sulked alone.

Lin Shuang'er has a big temperament, her small body trembles with anger, and with that dark little face, the expression on her face is fierce and fierce, it is simply too joyful.

Ye Beicheng couldn't help but want to laugh again, but now this little thing was sulking, and he couldn't laugh openly, so he had to be patient to coax her.

He reached out and broke her small body, looked at her fixedly, and smiled: "Why is Shuang'er so stingy? Is this angry? ”

Lin Shuang'er didn't want to deal with him, and stubbornly turned around and didn't want to look at him.

It seems that he is very angry.

Ye Beicheng lowered his face and said, "Isn't it possible for the husband to be wrong?" Frost, don't be angry, okay? ”

Lin Shuang'er snorted in her mouth, still unwilling to pay attention to him.

Ye Beicheng said helplessly: "Okay, my husband let Shuang'er also play tricks, can you be satisfied now?" ”

As soon as she heard this, Lin Shuang'er pulled the corners of her mouth, and then she "reluctantly" turned to look at him. The milk fiercely said to him: "The husband squatted down." ”

Heh, this little guy is a bit of an inch, and if you want to take revenge on him, you have to let him take the initiative to squat down.

However, Ye Beicheng didn't dare to make people angry anymore, this little thing got angry, and he couldn't ignore himself all night, and he wasn't even allowed to hug him.

Ye Beicheng didn't want to be left out at night, so he simply leaned on her, squatted down, and brought a white face in front of her.

Lin Shuang'er was not polite, and wiped it all over his originally handsome and warm face.

In the end, Ye Beicheng's face was no cleaner than hers.

Lin Shuang'er looked at her masterpiece, and suddenly laughed unscrupulously, and she couldn't straighten her waist.

Ye Beicheng stood in place and looked at her and smiled.

Lin Shuang'er held her waist and couldn't breathe, tears burst into laughter, and then learned from Yebei Cheng's words, and said seriously: "Husband, I didn't make the ink on your face." ”

Without waiting for Ye Beicheng to answer, she couldn't help but laugh again.

Ye Beicheng said: "Is Shuang'er happy now?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "Happy, happy, hahahaha......"

Ye Beicheng smiled, casually dipped a few drops of ink into the ink fountain, and said, "Then it's time for the husband." ”

At this time, Lin Shuang'er couldn't laugh anymore: "Husband, Shuang'er doesn't want to play anymore, you played tricks on me first, and now I have tricked you, which is considered to be even." ”

Ye Beicheng slowly approached her and said, "Kefujun only wiped a little bit, and the frost was too much." ”

He's clearly cheating! How can it be counted like that!

Lin Shuang'er refused to follow him, and ran out of the door.

It's just that before she could run out of the door, Ye Beicheng flicked his sleeves, and the two doors closed automatically.

Lin Shuang'er turned her head and drilled under the table again, and was twisted out by Ye Beicheng and pressed on the desk.

"Husband, you spare me, Shuang'er doesn't want to play anymore."

Yebei admitted: "Shuang'er can't be cheating, this matter must be fair." As he spoke, he politely pasted a face of ink on her face.

Lin Shuang'er was so angry that she simply hugged his waist, buried her face in the placket of his clothes, and rubbed it vigorously a few times.

Ye Beicheng was not angry, so she rubbed all over her moon-white clothes, and the curvature of her lips rose.

Until finally, the faces of the two were dark, and only two pairs of black and white eyes were left staring at each other.