Chapter 157: The Pleasure of the Boudoir
Su Yin looked at it at a glance, and really felt that the creator was too partial to him and gave him the best in the world.
This skin alone made her a little jealous.
From that point of view, it's perfectly flawless.
Fortunately, she has watched a lot, and she won't be crazy anymore, but she still feels very pleasing to the eye.
Rong Hua walked in calmly with a tray in his hand.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Su Yin, and said lightly, "How?
But the copy's hands are sore and tired?
Rong Hua didn't say the rest of the words, but he already knew it from Su Yin's expression.
Su Yin's brows frowned slightly, her face was not good, and she almost squeezed out a trace of voice from between her teeth: "No!"
Rong Hua glanced at it, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, raised his hand and put a bowl of white porridge in front of Su Yin, his eyes fell on the woman's words copied by Su Yin, he couldn't help frowning, a trace of disgust flashed on his face, and he looked at Su Yin sideways and said: "The pen is light and floating, the pen is unstable, and the font is a little messy, but it's a pity that this high-quality ink is here." ”
Su Yin's eyes suddenly widened slightly, swept towards him, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I can't handle this word, it's far worse than you Rong Shaozhu." ”
For some reason, he always provoked her easily.
If someone else talks about her like this, maybe she will laugh it off.
But when Ronghua said this, her whole body exploded, and she was very angry in her heart.
Rong Hua glanced at her sideways, walked to her right, didn't say hello, held her hand and lifted the pen, and wrote down a woman's character on the bamboo slip one by one.
Under the dim candlelight, his face was close to hers, and the hot breath hit Su Yin's face, Su Yin's heart trembled, and she was about to withdraw her hand subconsciously.
Rong Hua held her hand tightly, as if educating a child, and said: "Next time, remember to write steadily, don't be in a hurry, and calm your mind!"
Su Yin raised his eyes to look at him, his side face was like jade, his eyes were full of seriousness, and his long and curly eyelashes were sparkling and compelling.
So much so that she only glanced at it and quickly looked away.
She was so afraid that her broken heart would sink again.
For a man like him, treating her so gently, and protecting her again and again, it is difficult not to be tempted.
If you are any woman, I am afraid that I will lose myself in his tenderness, and I am willing to break my bones for him.
But the better he is, the more like a poison wrapped in honey for a moment, the first taste of sweetness in his heart, once his heart is moved, it will be a catastrophe.
Su Yin, Su Yin, you have to stay away from him......
Su Yin lowered her eyes and smiled, instantly extremely sober.
She withdrew her hand vigorously, looked up at him with a smile, and teased: "Is it customary for Young Master Rong to teach others to write like this?"
Su Yin said, paused, didn't wait for Rong Hua to speak, and then said: "The behavior is a little frivolous, I'm afraid it doesn't match the family rules of the Rong family!"
There are thorns between the lines, and they are very piercing.
Rong Hua smiled, landed on Su Yin's waist with one hand, and pulled Su Yin into his arms suddenly, Su Yin hit his chest all of a sudden, hitting his nose so sore and painful that he almost burst into tears.
The initiator put his head to her ear and said with a smile: "What is frivolous? I am happy with my wife in the boudoir, and why should I hinder the family rules of the Rong family! Ayin is not interesting, and she does not even understand the pleasures of the boudoir. ”