The two people's eyes were in contact, and their eyes had that alluring primitive feeling. They were like tentacles of substance sticking together, becoming more and more entangled and inseparable.
Cui Lan saw Shen Lianqing leaning on him, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her fingers fell from his side to his chest.
The joints on his neck slid slightly, and he couldn't help but think wildly.
This is in a carriage, what is she going to do? Does she want to be with him...
He knew that she admired him extremely, and it was difficult for him to resist such a stunning beauty. However, as Xia Ziyu's good friend and Liu Qingran's wife, wouldn't it be good for him to win someone's love like this?
"Well."
Cui Lan snorted, and Shen Lianqing punched him and got up straight away. She sat on the cushion by the window. She straightened her clothes, hooked her fingers on the tips of her hair and mocked, "Mr. Cui, he will take your things." It’s a tall building.”
What, what...his things...
Cui Lan blushed. He arched his body and pulled the small blanket aside to cover himself. He still forced a free and unrestrained look on his face as he explained.
"This is a normal physical reaction of a man's body. You don't have to think that you think highly of me just because I am a wife."
"Oh." Shen Lianqing rolled her dark eyes and closed them without paying attention to him. She was really bored and hoped that Mr. Cui would take her out and not do anything surprising.
otherwise……
Otherwise she would just have to use him.
When Cui Lan saw that she ignored him, he was ashamed and angry. How could it be so? Where is the majesty of his master? !
He he he! He wants to teach her a lesson!
"Miss Qing."
"Huh?" She looked at him, her long eyelashes trembling, like a dragonfly's tail skimming the water, causing shallow ripples.
Cui Lan hesitated to speak.
Finally, he snorted coldly, opened the window and jumped out.
Shen Lianqing:...
Did Cui have early menopause?
The carriage was driving, and it was snowing outside. The moment it was opened, snowflakes drifted in, and then melted in the warm environment inside the carriage.
Shen Lianqing heard the guard outside the carriage exclaim, "Mr. Cui, why are you out?"
Cui Lan still had a blanket tied around his waist, and his toes were on the branches. His loud and hearty voice spread in the snow, "If you have anything to do, I'll be right back."
After saying that, the figure disappeared into the wind and snow.
…
Cui Lan chose a good destination. It was surrounded by valleys on all sides, and the cold wind was blocked out. There were green bamboos inside, and a stream passed through the intersection of smooth pebbles.
There are also many flowers blooming in the valley that have withered outside during this season. As soon as people come in, the heavy coats they wear feel unnecessary.
"Wonderful, wonderful."
Cui Lan found an open space where he could see the snow on the top of the mountain in the distance and the flowers and green bamboos in the valley up close.
He took off his white cloak, held a pen in his mouth, and raised his hand to brush away the three- to four-meter-long scroll. The guards set up a table for him, with dyes of various colors placed on it.
Shen Lianqing sat aside and watched him paint.
It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and Shen Lianqing felt the same at this moment.
Black clothes were wrapped around him, his black hair was unrestrained and unrestrained, and his frivolous eyebrows showed a bit of seriousness once they stopped condensing.
His shoulders moved slightly, and the pen in his hand seemed to be alive. As he waved his hand, he left several traces, each of which was unexpected. But when he added color, the broken traces connected one after another, and the picture of the mountain scenery appeared. It slowly spread out.
Bamboo leaves fall gently on the top of the head, Cui Lan looks attentive, and a few strokes of the beauty of mountains, bamboo leaves and streams appear vividly on the paper.
A few hours passed, and Shen Lianqing returned here again after eating the prey that was guarding the barbecue.
She found that what Cui Lan wanted to paint was almost finished. He didn't just paint what he saw in the valley. The places they passed before were all printed in his mind, and he started to paint.
From the snowy scenery on the road to the scenery in the mountains, a continuous landscape is formed.
It's really good, even someone like her who knows nothing thinks it's awesome.
After he finished painting, he put the pen aside to clean. Shen Lianqing squatted beside him and imitated him to put his hand into the water. To her surprise, the stream water was not cold, but because the winter wind did not invade, it showed Higher water temperatures than elsewhere.
Cui Lan put away his pen and breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that there was a person beside him. He was startled and fell on the stone, "You, you..."
"What's wrong, Mr. Cui?"
Scared him? It seems that he is too focused.
Shen Lianqing felt a little ashamed and stretched out a hand, "Do I want to pull you up?"
Cui Lan was strong and strong, how could he let a weak and weak girl pull him up, so he sighed.
His voice was a little gentler and he said, "Okay."
Then he put his hand on her palm without hesitation and signaled her with his eyes, "Aren't you going to help me get up? Why don't you hurry up?"
Shen Lianqing:...
"Oh well."
Cui Lan is used to going out to collect news at this time of year. In previous years, he would occasionally invite his friends to go out with him. This year, they happened to have something to do, so he came out alone.
Oh no, he brought Shen Lianqing, who doesn't understand art.
She couldn't help him in any way and shocked him. She couldn't solve the good deeds she did.
Cui Lan felt at ease and laughed heartily when she saw that she couldn't pull herself up even though she tried her best.
"Miss Qing, you need to eat more!"
Shen Lianqing refused to accept it and gritted her teeth and grabbed his arm.
Cui Lan pretended to sigh, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."
Shen Lianqing glared at him, her watery fox eyes showing a touch of green among the green bamboos in the stream, quite watery.
She let go immediately, but Cui Lan stood up a little and then fell back down. With his naughty temper and heart, how could he just let her go.
Relying on his martial arts skills and quick movements, he immediately grabbed her the moment she retracted her hand.
The pebbles by the river were not that dry. Shen Lianqing's feet slipped and she fell into a hug in shock.
Cui Lan hugged her and fell on the hard cobblestones. The back of his head hit the ground, which made the corner of his mouth twitch in pain.
His slender fingers were still in the other person's hair, and his other hand firmly grasped the slender waist.
The alluring fragrance is everywhere.
Cui Lan felt a little more confused in the pain. He was dizzy and his throat was thirsty. He didn't know if it was because he didn't eat.
Or maybe he was thrown onto the cobblestones and his brain was damaged, and he couldn't keep his hands off the other person.
"Mr. Cui!"
Shen Lianqing pulled at his clothes and struggled to get up from him.
Cui Lan's peach blossom eyes flashed, and he let go of his hand, staring at the person who got up from him with his dark eyes.
Her hair was messy, her brows were slightly furrowed, her big, delicate and charming eyes had red corners, the tip of her nose was pink, and her red lips pursed unhappily.
"Mr. Cui, you are so disgusting! Don't call me out next time!"
She gave him a fierce look, so cute, so pitiful.
Cui Lan covered his eyes, laughing so hard that he was crazy. He thought he was crazy.
What is the purpose of asking her out? Is it just because he has a good relationship with her and thinks she is boring and unhappy, and he just wants to go out?
