Shen Shi.
Jiang Qinian walked slowly to Yan Yuhuan's yard with the food box, knowing that he had received the order from his wife, and there was no one to stop him along the way.
When I got to the door, I knocked on the door, but no one answered. After a moment of hesitation, I pushed the door open and walked in. I saw papers all over the room, with words about missing arms and legs written on them.
He identified it carefully and could vaguely guess what it meant, but it was too fragmentary and he couldn't figure out what Yan Yuhuan was thinking.
"Princess, Madam asked the slave to bring you sweet soup."
Yan Yuhuan was engaged in painting, so he didn't pay much attention to these words and just spoke perfunctorily.
"Put it on the table aside."
"Click." There was a slight sound, and Yan Yuhuan thought that the person had put down his things and left, until there was a heat source behind him.
At the same time, a pair of slender hands gently pulled her belt, and her clothes instantly became loose. There was a wet touch next to her ears, which made her whole scalp tingle.
"You...what do you do?"
Yan Yuhuan turned around quickly and fled in a few jumps. When she saw that it was this male fox who had suddenly thought of the previous incident, his cheeks were also very red.
Jiang Qinian's expression did not change, he lowered his eyes slightly to look softer, lifted up his coat and let it blow to the ground, and walked towards Yan Yuhuan step by step.
"Slave, of course I am here to serve the princess."
Her shoulders were half exposed, her thin collarbone was about to fly away, and she had such a beautiful face. She really wanted to say, don't come here. She really couldn't stand it anymore.
"Stop, just stand here and don't move."
Yan Yuhuan finally calmed down. In order to prevent the other party from being dishonest and making her lose control, the best way was to keep a distance.
"I still have important things to do. You should go back and recover quickly."
"The slave's injury has healed. If the princess doesn't believe it, you can check it yourself."
He came closer again, and Yan Yuhuan quickly backed away. In the end, he forgot that there was a large carved bed behind him. The moment his hind legs touched, he collapsed uncontrollably.
In Jiang Qinian's eyes, such an action was more like a silent invitation. He walked over with an open chest and behaved very respectfully.
"It turns out that the princess likes this now."
Which kind? Yan Yuhuan had a question on his face, and when the other person's warm breath sprayed on his neck, he couldn't help but lament in his heart.
She really didn't mean that, and she didn't even think about returning the favor. She was only thinking about how to save the jewelry store.
Thinking of this, the work ethic of the social animal made her calm down quickly, and raised her hand to grab the other party's shirt, just as Jiang Qinian was waiting for the next move.
Yan Yuhuan closed his clothes with force and clutched his chest tightly, "It's still early spring, you can easily get cold, so hurry up and put on your clothes."
She refused again and again. Jiang Qinian was slightly stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that what she said was true and she was not playing a hard-to-get game.
"Princess, I don't want to..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Yuhuan said quickly, "No, I still have important things to do."
After saying that, she got up and came to the table, picked up the charcoal and wanted to re-draw the unfinished painting. These were some styles she drew based on many modern jewelry.
The jewelry of this era was mostly simple and elegant. Most of the patterns were auspicious clouds, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and most of them were intentional.
The patterns she painted incorporate a lot of imagination, and the shapes are more gorgeous.
Of course, although these patterns were fresh, they would still be copied by the Xiao Jia Yin Building opposite, so she also thought of something that the other party could not copy at the moment.
Yan Yuhuan wanted to get involved, but her painting talent was limited, and she was not particularly satisfied with the patterns she drew every time.
Just as she sighed, a slender hand stretched out, picked up the brush she had abandoned on the table, and gently sketched it on the paper. Soon, the shape Yan Yuhuan wanted to draw was perfectly displayed.
Not only that, in terms of details, the pattern and hairpin are more perfectly integrated.
Seeing this scene, Yan Yuhuan's eyes couldn't help but light up. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Qinian, as if he saw a treasure.
Why didn't I think of it earlier? Jiang Qinian read poetry and books, and must have dabbled in painting. This painting is much better than her dabbler.
"Your painting is too good!"
Yan Yuhuan praised her so bluntly that it made Jiang Qinian feel a little uncomfortable. On weekdays, she would meet some people who praised her, but most people were more reserved and not as direct as her.
"The princess is so complimentary."
Yan Yuhuan shook his head in disapproval and couldn't put it down while holding the drawing paper.
"Your painting skills are simply superb. I didn't expect that not only are you good at reading, but you are also so good at painting. This is so good."
Yan Yu praised her so happily that Jiang Qinian couldn't help but raise her eyes. There was a bit of inquiry in her eyes, and she felt that she had changed a lot.
"Then can you draw this one too?" Before he could think about it, Yan Yuhuan brought out a few more pieces of paper, all of which were satisfactory designs before.
But compared with Jiang Qinian's paintings, it's like a child and an adult.
Jiang Qinian didn't say much. He just took out a few pieces of paper and drew them lightly. Soon all the patterns Yan Yuhuan wanted were drawn. Then Yan Yuhuan briefly described next what he wanted to draw.
Jiang Qinian is like a ghostwriter. Although Yan Yuhuan's description is vague and he has never even seen this thing with his own eyes, he can often draw what Yan Yuhuan wants with only one or two attempts.
The two of them were describing a painting. When they came to their senses, Chuntao was already outside asking if they wanted to put on a lamp, and the sky was already dark.
At the same time, Yan Yuhuan also felt hungry, stretched out her hand to touch her belly, and said to Jiang Qinian with an admiring look on her face.
"You're so awesome. I originally thought this would take a day to complete, but I didn't expect it to be completed so quickly. It's getting late, otherwise..."
Yan Yuhuan was about to ask him to go back for dinner, but when she raised her eyes and touched these eyes, she suddenly couldn't say the second half of the sentence and asked tentatively.
"Why don't you stay and have dinner together?"
I originally thought that Jiang Qinian would refuse. After all, Jiang Qinian was snatched back by the original owner. He should have no feelings for the original owner. He took the initiative to please him before, but he probably had no choice but to do so.
"Okay." Unexpectedly, the other party agreed without any look of reluctance on his face.
She said it herself, so it was not easy to change her mind at this time. When she came to the hall, she was told one by one at night. Jiang Qinian rolled up his sleeves and stood next to Yan Yuhuan, as if he was preparing to help her with the dishes.
"No need." Yan Yuhuan guessed the other party's intention and quickly refused at this time.
"Sit down and eat with me!"
She is not a black-hearted boss. She has been exploiting the other person for so long and has to stand up even to eat. How embarrassing.
