Dugu Zhishui pulled Xiangxiu aside and whispered: "Whoever peeks at my sister all day long, my sister should have found out, I just want to explain it for him, otherwise I am afraid that my sister will be skinned." ”

Xiangxiu snorted coldly and twisted her face to the side, "What is there to explain, is there anything else to worry about this kind of thing?"

"It's not a bitter feeling, but it does have some inside information. Although my little attendant was a little more impatient, he still looked well-dressed, and he would not do hooligan things in broad daylight. Dugu Zhishui flattered: "Actually, it's all because my sister is too beautiful." ”

"Shameless!"

"Sister, don't worry. Dugu Zhishui grabbed Xiangxiu, "My little attendant is a painter, and he peeked at my sister to draw you!"

"Really?" Xiangxiu was skeptical, but when she thought of the board standing in front of the man every day, it seemed that he was indeed painting.

"Of course it's true. Dugu Zhishui patted his chest and promised, "A few days ago, I brought my little follower over, and my sister smiled at him, good guy, this kid doesn't think about tea and dinner all day long, and he paints a portrait of his sister every day like a demon, but he has a thief's heart and no guts, so he doesn't dare to come to my sister, so he can only sneak at you." ”

Xiangxiu's cheeks floated a touch of red, she glanced at the medical hall a few times, and found that the young man was staring at this side, and when she saw her looking, she immediately shifted her gaze and didn't dare to look at her.

Dugu Zhishui also looked at Gu Boqing and said, "Look, I said that this kid is too cowardly, otherwise he wouldn't have caused such a big misunderstanding." ”

Xiangxiu glanced at him, "You ask him to show me the portrait, if the painting is good, the matter will be over." If the painting is not good, I have to come to the door and ask for an explanation. ”

Dugu Zhishui smiled bitterly, "Sister, this kid is as thin as paper, I don't want him to take the initiative to send it to the door, I'm afraid it's not easy." Why don't I grab it another day and show it to my sister while he's not looking?"

Xiangxiu turned her back and snorted lightly, "I don't care about this, if he doesn't come by himself today, I will come to the door tomorrow to ask for an explanation." Xiangxiu's eyes narrowed.

"Don't sister, I'll arrest him right away!" Dugu stopped the water and rushed to the medical hall.

Gu Boqing had been staring at Dugu Zhishui and Xiangxiu with fear, and when he saw Dugu Zhishui suddenly running towards the medical hall in a hurry, he suddenly felt bad, and subconsciously ran away. Seeing this, Dugu Zhishui on the halfway road immediately looked like copper bells, and his teeth were itchy.

"Come over to Lao Tzu!" Dugu Zhishui roared.

However, Gu Boqing fled by himself and paid no attention to him. As a result, a market-style chase and escape farce was staged on the street. If it weren't for acquaintances, I would never have thought that these two people could be monks. Xiangxiu looked at the two people in the distance with a blank face, and then looked at the empty medical hall, only to feel that her head was full of black lines.

After a stick of incense, Dugu Zhishui panted and dragged Gu Boqing back, Gu Boqing was still struggling, like a criminal who was twisted and sent to the official.

At this moment, Xiangxiu stood expressionlessly at the door of the medical hall and watched the door. Dugu Zhishui saw her from a distance, and when he walked to the door of the medical hall, he kicked Gu Boqing over.

Gu Boqing stumbled and fell towards Xiangxiu impartially, but saw that she was motionless, and had no intention of dodging. His heart trembled, and he scrambled to steady himself, and he was almost about to crash into her arms. He was much taller than Xiangxiu, and he lowered his head to meet her at this time.

"Auntie...... Hello girl. The corners of Gu Boqing's mouth stiffly raised.

"What's your name?"

"Gu Boqing. ”

"Surname Gu?" Xiangxiu looked surprised, "You have a relationship with that painting family?"

"Which painting family?" Gu Boqing looked dazed.

Xiangxiu explained: "It is known that there is a Gu family in Anping City, who have passed down their painting skills and have been court painters for generations. ”

"Haven't heard of it. ”

Xiangxiu originally seemed to be interested in him, but when he said this, he was suddenly beaten back to his original form.

"You're not going to talk to me about something?" Xiangxiu said lightly.

"I ......" Gu Boqing looked embarrassed, "I've been offending the girl a lot lately, I'm ...... I just wanted to make a portrait of the girl, and I didn't have any dirty intentions. ”

"I have no evidence, bring me the painting. Xiangxiu palmed upwards and stretched out a hand.

"This ...... It's not finished yet, and the perception is not very good, so I'm afraid that the girl will be angry when she sees it. ”

Xiangxiu still stretched out her hand, and had no intention of taking it back. Gu Boqing was full of thin men, trembling and took out a piece of drawing paper from the Qiankun bag, and then carefully handed it to Xiangxiu. He nervously looked back at Dugu Zhishui, only to find that he had disappeared for some time. After looking around, I found that he was hiding behind the counter of the medical hall and secretly observing.

"How can there only be a side face. Xiangxiu asked.

"I ...... Most of the time I can only see the girl's side face......"

Xiangxiu sighed, carefully looked at the portrait of herself in her hand, and then put it into Gu Boqing's arms.

"This is not over yet, if you draw this girl like this, how can I spare you easily. ”

"Ah, that'...... What should I do before the girl will let me go?"

"Tomorrow you will come and paint a positive portrait of me, and if it is good, I will spare you. ”

Before Gu Boqing could react, Xiangxiu had already left gracefully with small steps.

The next day, Zhengxiang, who was sleeping in Dugu, suddenly kicked the door open with a "bang". He sat up suddenly, and his sleepy eyes were hazy to see Gu Boqing rushing in.

"What kind of demon are you doing if you don't sleep in the morning?" Dugu Zhishui said in a daze.

"What's the matter with you, a cultivator, who doesn't vomit and meditate every night, and sleeps so dead every day? I really don't know how you are so strong in practicing this dead pervert. Gu Boqing looked disgusted, "Hurry up, I'm going to go early today!"

"You say that Lao Tzu is a pervert, of course perverts can't be considered with common sense. Dugu Zhishui slowly lay down again, "Everything is too much, and it is enough for me to meditate and breathe for one or two hours every day." ”

Xiaobai and Xiaohua suddenly jumped on the bed and licked Dugu Zhishui's face, making his face full of saliva, and he swept the two little foxes down with a wave of his arm.

"Hurry up!" Gu Boqing shouted, frightened Dugu and his water was excited.

"Aren't you bastard afraid of being heard?" Dugu Zhishui gritted his teeth and said: "It's only been two days since I came back, if someone finds me again, I'll pick your skin!"

"If it weren't for you bastard who tricked me yesterday, I wouldn't want to go to that broken medical hall!"

After a while, the two of them sneaked down from the wall, and Dugu Zhishui looked annoyed.

......

At this time, the sun is just dawning, the streets are sparsely populated, and many of the shops along the streets are not yet open.

Although Tsing Yi Lane is in the West City, it is not far from the Imperial City, which is also the reason for the high land price of Tsing Yi Lane. The north exit of Guangyuan Street is not far from Qingming Square, and naturally it is not far from Tsing Yi Lane. However, Rao is like this, every day it takes an hour for Dugu Zhishui to walk from Tsing Yi Lane to the medical hall, and it can be faster if you ride a horse.

When I arrived at the clinic, the door was still locked. Dugu Zhishui has a key, and he only opens the door when he comes every day. Mr. Wind mostly comes near noon.

The Drunken Dream Pavilion never closes its doors and is open day and night. However, there are not many guests who come in the morning, and most of the time they only go in and out, and they are some people who stay overnight. The welcome maids at the door of the Drunken Dream Pavilion are rotated, and the girl Xiangxiu and the girl she partners with are on the day shift, and they will be on duty at the right time, and when they arrive, there will be two other maids to replace them.

When Dugu Zhishui and the two came, Xiangxiu had not yet taken up his post, and Gu Boqing looked at the movement on the other side, not caring about the affairs of the medical hall at all. Dugu Zhishui opened the door and cleaned the front again, but he didn't see Xiangxiu come to change shifts, so he threw away the broom in his hand and teased: "I got up so early, but people haven't gone to work yet, it's a pity." Then he stretched his waist and yawned while muttering: "I'm miserable, sleep ...... soundly."

Gu Boqing suddenly looked at each other angrily, but Dugu Zhishui didn't seem to see it, and entered the shop by himself.

After a while, Xiangxiu finally came over to change shifts, Gu Boqing suddenly came to his senses, and ran to the opposite side. Dugu Zhishui cut and scolded "fake serious".

Seeing Gu Boqing running to her, Xiangxiu was still a little stunned, and after thinking for a while, she remembered that this person had come to paint her portrait.

"Find yourself a place to sit out of the way, I'm too busy to sit down and let you draw. ”

Gu Boqing hurriedly said: "The girl doesn't have to worry about me, she is busy with her own affairs, if she sits still, she will lose some charm." ”

The other girl looked at the words and deeds of the two and said in surprise: "Xiu'er, ...... is this?"

"It's just a painter, my sister doesn't have to care about him. ”

"Oh, who is he here to paint?" said the maid, her eyebrows curled, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Xiangxiu's face suddenly became a little unnatural, and without waiting for her to answer, Gu Boqing said in time: "I was suffering from no model when I was painting recently, and I came here today to ask two girls to be personal models." ”

"Do I have a share?" said the maid in surprise.

"If the girl doesn't dislike it, I'll make a portrait of her. Gu Boqing nodded.

"Okay, then I'll touch the light of Xiu'er's sister today. ”

In the following days, Gu Boqing went out early and returned late every day, and his mind was on the two girls in the Drunken Dream Pavilion. Dugu Zhishui occasionally ran to the other door to make fun of him, perhaps because of the reason in front of the girl, Gu Boqing restrained a lot, and only regarded Dugu Zhishui as air. After a few times, Dugu Zhishui felt bored, so he didn't care about him anymore. However, Mr. Feng looked at him twice more when he entered and exited the Drunken Dream Pavilion a few times, and seemed to be a little surprised. Gu Boqing repeatedly made many portraits of Xiangxiu, and in Dugu Zhishui's eyes, the characters in those paintings became more and more vibrant. Dugu Zhishui had to sigh at his amazing talent in painting.

......

These days, an interesting story has spread among the many girls in the Drunken Dream Pavilion. A young painter sits at the door every day and paints portraits of two welcoming girls, and it is said that his characters are detailed and vivid, as if they were real people. Some curious girls would sneak a glance behind the door, and felt that this little painter was not only good at painting, but also handsome, although he was dressed a little shabby, but he was full of charm. In the end, I don't know whether the painting attracted the hearts of the girls, or whether it was someone who hooked the girls' souls, anyway, this little painter was famous in the pavilion.

The two welcoming girls suddenly became celebrities in the boudoir, and every day after they got off work, the front foot entered the door, and the back foot was about to be dragged in. A group of warblers and warblers surrounded the two of them and asked questions, which was so lively. And before they could appreciate the portraits in their hands, they hurriedly fell into the hands of others, and finally passed on somewhere.