Yan Qi pointed at the gorgeous lotus: "As the saying goes, red pink is a gift for a beautiful woman, and good works are recommended for good poetry. Miss Xiaoqing, this lotus picture is a classic, how can it be without poetry to accompany it?"
Shuang'er clapped his hands and applauded: "Brother Qi is absolutely right. Sister Qing, you have great literary talent, and you are still a teacher at Miaoyu Study Studio. The poems you write must be great."
Yan Qi raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that Miss Xiaoqing is also a teacher at Miaoyu Study Studio."
An Qing's beautiful eyes flashed: "Does Brother Qi know other teachers from Miaoyu Study?"
Yan Qi laughed: "I can't say we know each other, I just had some verbal exchanges with a teacher named Xu Songhua."
An Qing pursed her lips and smiled: "What kind of exchange is this? It's mostly a verbal fight, right? Although Xu Songhua is arrogant and arrogant, his literary talent is extraordinary! I must have suffered from him? But don't take it personally, Xu Songhua." After all, he is a scholar, and his literary talents are indeed outstanding. Brother Qi, if you have the opportunity, I must invite you to visit Miaoyu Study Room."
Yan Qi smiled calmly: "Shall I go to Miaoyu Study Room? Forget it, forget it, I guess Xu Songhua's scalp will be numb and his soles will slip when he sees me."
An Qing's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but look at Yan Qi even more highly: "So, Xu Songhua's talent in raising people is actually inferior to Brother Qi? It seems that Brother Qi is really talented in literature. How about Brother Qi do this painting? How about writing lyrics for the lotus picture?"
Yan Qi wanted to refuse.
He has no love for calligraphy, painting, poetry or anything like that. He feels that these things are too highbrow and not down to earth at all.
Apart from pretending, I really don’t know what the purpose of poetry is.
But looking at An Qing's beautiful eyes, which were full of expectations and staring at him without blinking, she felt embarrassed to refuse.
An Qing said: "Can't Brother Qi agree to Qing'er's request?"
"this……"
Yan Qi scratched his head. It was not difficult to write a lotus poem. A quick search in his mind revealed dozens of backup resources.
"only……"
He was still hesitating. Shuang'er held An Qing with his left hand and Yan Qi with his right hand. He smiled and said, "I have a good idea. How about Sister Qing and Brother Qi collaborate on a song? This will make more sense."
Before Yan Qi could agree, An Qing smiled like a flower and nodded vigorously: "Shuang'er, this is a great idea. I agreed. I guess Brother Qi won't even give me this little face, right?"
Yan Qidao: "I am a strict wife, and I dare not disobey Shuang'er's orders. Xiaoqing, how do you want to cooperate? Write poetry or write lyrics?"
An Qing shook her head: "How about writing a couplet."
"Another couplet?"
Yan Qi smiled bitterly: "Miss Xiaoqing, you are deliberately testing me. My technique of couplets is nonsense. I'm afraid I will disappoint you. I think... let's forget it."
"How can we forget it?"
An Qing took a step closer to Yan Qi, only half a body away from Yan Qi. Her breath almost hit Yan Qi's face. With a pair of beautiful eyes like water, she said eagerly: "What Xu Songhua is most proud of is the couplets." Brother Qi has defeated Xu Songhua's prestige, so the art of couplets must be quite superb. Now, when Brother Qi rejects me, is he looking down on Qing'er? "
Yan Qi didn't expect An Qing to be so close.
So close, An Qing's body was almost touching her own.
She stood upright, her breasts were raised high, her buttocks were slightly tilted back, and her whole body was convex and concave, with charming curves.
Yan Qi lowered his head, just facing An Qing's charming face. He opened his mouth slightly and exhaled like blue. His warm breath tickled Yan Qi's face.
A pair of eyes filled with water stains.
An Qing was wearing a close-fitting shirt, with only a red bra underneath. He was so close, and he lowered his head, just in time to see a plump piece of snow-white on her chest, which was so white that it was dazzling.
Yan Qi was an animal with lower body. An Qing's alluring fragrance and charming figure made her react like a man. She hurriedly touched her nose and took a step back.
He is not afraid of being teased by women. The problem is that he doesn't want to be teased by other women in front of Shuang'er.
Seeing Yan Qi take a step back, An Qing took another step closer to Yan Qi. Her beautiful eyes looked at Yan Qi expectantly, as if she would not give up as long as Yan Qi did not agree.
Yan Qi was finally defeated and said quietly: "Okay, I will agree to Xiaoqing. However, if I am not right, don't blame me for being perfunctory. My level of couplets is indeed average."
"As long as Brother Qi agrees."
An Qing cheered for joy. With her quiet and pleasant temperament, she rarely showed such excitement.
She picked up the brush and looked at the gorgeous lotus flowers. She didn't write for a long time, but her mind recalled the scene where Yan Qi and Shuang'er were playing in the water upstairs. She also looked at the intertwined petals, extending into a cave with winding paths. In the secluded state, a wonderful couplet suddenly appeared in my heart.
However, she was hesitant to write out the pair.
However, this pairing is immoral. Although it is very subtle, if it is seen through by those talented people who think they are noble, they will definitely be deeply ashamed.
However, Seventh Brother is not an ordinary talented person, so he shouldn’t feel dirty, right? Moreover, this filthy thing was his favorite when he was excited.
Yan Qi looked at An Qing's delay in writing, her face was red and her beautiful eyes were shining. She couldn't help but feel strange and asked: "Xiao Qing, you are writing, why are you blushing?"
"Oh, nothing!"
An Qing pursed her red lips tightly, and finally decided to write this 'dirty' couplet: "The lotus in the pond is like a hole."
After finishing writing, he gave Yan Qi a narrow look: "Brother Qi, are my handwriting still good?"
"Your calligraphy is already like everyone else's, of course it's okay."
Yan Qi complimented him casually, but when he saw the first couplet, he was stunned for a moment, with an extremely exaggerated expression on his face, his mouth wide open, and his jaw almost dropped.
"The lotus in the pond looks like a hole? This... this... this..."
He stuttered a few times and finally didn't know what to say.
Although An Qing was calm and calm, she blushed a little when she saw the couplet she had written, but she still wanted to look serious: "Brother Qi, why don't you say anything? How about my first couplet? You should comment on it. ah."
I’m a fool to criticize you!
Are the lotus flowers in the pond just like caves? How do I evaluate this? Think I'm stupid, a crooked person like me, how can I not see what this pair is describing?
However, An Qing is not only bold and explicit, but also really talented.
Looking carefully, you can see that the lotus flowers are layered on top of each other, with winding paths leading to them. The inside is pink and tender, and it really looks like a 'hole'.
This little girl has so many dirty thoughts in her head.
Seeing Yan Qi, who had always been talkative, stuttering, Shuang'er also leaned over to see what An Qing had written.
Yan Qi hurriedly covered Shuang'er's beautiful eyes to prevent her from looking at them.
He was afraid that Shuang'er would see the hidden tricks in the couple.
"What are you doing, Brother Qi? Let Shuang'er take a look."
An Qing pulled Shuang'er over generously, pointed at the lotus in the pond that looks like a hole, and asked: "Good Shuang'er, how is your sister's match?"
"This..." Shuang'er's beautiful eyes opened wide, her face full of surprise.
"It's over!"
Yan Qi sighed helplessly: Shuang'er has already seen the truth behind this?
