The spring rain is slightly cool, hazy, like fog and illusion.

Yan Susu and Qian'er stood side by side and headed towards the downtown area. At the turn of Qingyuan Road, a luxurious carriage suddenly galloped towards her. She and Qian'er instinctively ran aside for a while and avoided the carriage.

It was so dangerous that I was almost hit. On this street, under the sun, who was so unethical and running wildly in the downtown area?

The carriage had no intention of stopping to apologize, and continued to gallop forward. It was faintly vaguely. Yan Susu heard passers-by talking: "Isn't this the mighty general's car?"

Li Wei, it turns out to be that guy!

"Miss, are you okay?" Seeing Yan Susu staring at the galloping carriage for a moment, Qian'er thought Yan Susu was frightened and asked hurriedly.

Yan Susu shook her head, withdrew her gaze, and smiled lightly: "It's okay, where are you?"

"Fortunately, I hid, otherwise I would have made the dead soul under the car."

"It's fine, let's go!" Yan Susu pulled Qian'er and was about to walk forward when a man's voice suddenly came to his back, a little silly.

"Two, stay!"

The two turned around at the same time, Qian'er pointed at her nose and looked at the man behind her in confusion: "Call us?"

When the man saw Yan Susu, his face turned red and he looked cute: "That's right, two, you guys have crushed my painting."

I didn't mean to blame, but I felt a little embarrassed.

Yan Susu raised her eyes and found that the words were holding a scroll of paintings in her hand. Now the few scrolls on her face were a little sunken in. It seemed that she and Qian'er were just in a hurry to avoid Li Wei's car and accidentally hit the scroll in the man's arms.

Yan Susu apologized: "How much money do you pay for these paintings? You can pay for them."

Qian'er hurriedly grabbed Yan Susu and whispered in Yan Susu's ear: "Miss, you asked this, didn't you let him offer the price all over the world? Besides, he might have made this painting deliberately pleats. He saw that we two women were easy to bully and deliberately dirty them to take advantage of us."

Yan Susu smiled at An Xin: "I will deal with it, don't worry."

Then, he turned to the man, but saw the man looking at him in a daze.

"Hey, who would have allowed you to stare at our lady like this!" Qian'er looked at the man and stared at her lady in displeasure, shouting at the man.

The man was busy and sensual, and was embarrassed and apologized to Yan Susu: "Girl, the girl is so beautiful, I'm so rude, I hope the girl forgives her."

"Hey, you..."

"Qian'er..." Seeing the other person's face, a dark red embarrassing appeared. Yan Su shouted Qian'er lightly, "Stop making trouble, I'm an honest person."

"Miss, will honest people stare at the girl's house and keep their eyes shut?"

Maybe Qian'er's voice was too loud. When the man heard it, the color on his face spread to the base of his neck. He spoke incoherently: "I, no, that girl, I really didn't mean to offend, that, I am..."

Looking at the other party's embarrassment, Qian'er couldn't help but chuckle and whispered in Yan Susu's ear: "Miss, this stupid guy is so fun."

"Don't be rude!" Yan Susu turned her head and scolded Qian'er lightly, then stepped forward, walked to the man, and smiled gently, "Young master, please offer a price. What are the paintings that we have hit and have flaws, I will compensate according to the price."

The man didn't dare to look up at Yan Susu, and just stared at the painting in his arms and said, "In fact, money doesn't matter. These paintings are all works by famous artists, and they are hard to find. If they are damaged, they are reluctant to let them go."

"Hey, do you want to blackmail, right?" Qian'er rushed over with a sharp voice when she heard this.

The man took the umbrella and waved his hand: "No, no."

The umbrella fell in response to the sound, and the drizzle hit him unscrupulously and onto his paintings.

He hurriedly reached out to protect the painting. Seeing this, Yan Susu took the umbrella from Qian'er and supported it to the man's head.

The man was flattered, but saw Yan Susu and Qian'er in the shower and hurriedly pushed open the umbrella: "Two girls must not get wet, I will pick up the umbrella."

I don’t know if he was lucky today. He bent down to pick up the umbrella and took another stack of scrolls, suddenly slipped into the ground, rolled a few times, and was covered with mud.

He yelled, his face full of regret.

Qian'er thought this was his measure, so she raised her eyebrows and raised her hips and said to him, "Now, are you going to blackmail us a lot of money? It is said that because of us, you can only roll the knife in the mud. I tell you, if you blackmail, but you find the wrong partner, our lady is..."

"Qian'er, stop making trouble, help him pick up an umbrella."

Yan Susu pushed Qian'er, leaned down, held the rolled mud in her hand, and delivered it to the man: "Do you still want this?"

Seeing that Yan Susu's white palm was filled with mud, the man hurriedly took out a brocade handkerchief from his waist and sent it to Yan Susu's hand: "It's just a scroll of paintings. How can the girl's hand be dirty? Girl, please wipe it quickly."

Qian'er also picked up the umbrella and sent it back to the man in anger: "Please take it, don't waste our time, just say, how much money do you want, and offer a price."

The man looked down at the painting in his hand and looked at the dirty words. Just when Qian'er thought he wanted the lion to speak loudly, she heard him say, "Forget it, it's just a painting."

Yan Susu also thought that men could offer some price, but he didn't want them to compensate.

It was her turn to be dissatisfied: "You can offer a price!"

"Haha, it's really okay. I have to leave. The two girls will go back earlier. It seems that the rain is getting worse."

Yan Susu always felt that it was irresponsible to leave just now. After all, even if she and Qian'er hurriedly hurriedly, they would not crush his paintings. If they did not crush his paintings, they would not have to stop. They would not have to stop, and the umbrella would not fall, the umbrella would not fall, and the paintings would not fall.

Even if you don’t have to pay money, at least you will give her a chance to compensate.

Looking up, it happened that the three of them were in a shop with four culture treasures. Yan Susu invited him: "I don't know what you painted in your paintings. Since you don't want to compensate, I'll give it to you as compensation, right?"

"You can paint?" the man looked surprised.

Before Yan Susu could speak, Qian'er rushed to answer: "This is natural. Our lady is all about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has never given flowers to anyone. You are lucky. One of our lady's paintings is priceless."

"Haha, Qian'er, you blow again, I'll let you go back!" Yan Susu smiled and took the lead in the shop.

Qian'er and the man also looked red with the man's face recently, and he looked kind and honest.

"If a girl is busy, it will not be difficult to delay your time."

"Haha, it won't take long."

After Yan Susu said that, she ordered the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, give me a set of four treasures of the study, and a piece of colorful ink, a blank scroll. Qian'er, go and pay the money."

"Yes, Miss!"

After a while, the shopkeeper was so attentive that he brought the things with him. Yan Susuwen smiled slightly: "Shopkeeper, is it feasible to lend it to your desk table?"

The shopkeeper will not refuse such a beautiful girl’s request: “Girl is whatever she wants.”

Yan Susu then polished the colorful ink for herself, went to the eaves of the corridor to calm down, wiped it dry with the handkerchief sent by the man, spread the scroll open, and held the wolf's hair.

Painting can be described as Yan Susu's strengths.

Since childhood, my father has taught her step by step to draw various flowers, birds, plants and trees. After coming to this world, the prime minister's father invited her to paint people and objects. She has a foundation and learns very quickly.

Even later, the master who taught painting reported to Prime Minister Yan, saying that Yan Susu's painting skills had reached the point where he could not teach and sighed that he could not teach.

At this moment, she was obsessed with the wolf hair, looking at the man, and handed over the proposition rights to the man: "What do you want me to draw?"

"The falling scroll is a picture of a beautiful woman."

"Okay, I get it!"

Yan Susu is very good at taking pictures of beautiful women and is familiar with them.

I saw her dipped cinnabar to paint petals; dipped in autumn fragrance to paint birds, dipped in frost to make the beauty of the moon; dipped in rouge to red lips, dipped in bright white jade face; dipped in black snails to make eyebrows, dipped in crow green as eyes; dipped in silver vermilion to make clothes, dipped in red gold as bracelets; dipped in tooth to make belts, dipped in black as hair color; dipped in lotus lotus to make garlands, dipped in jade hairpin; dipped in jade to make feet, dipped in amber as golden lotus; dipped in water green as Xiuhu, dipped in flower green as painting slight ripples; dipped in huge green as dome, dipped in stone green as grass moss; dipped in red sandalwood as tables and chairs, and dipped in porcelain as tea cups.

After a while, a lifelike picture of a beautiful woman enjoying flowers and tea was suddenly revealed in her pen.

Not to mention the man and the shopkeeper, even Qian'er, who was not the first time she saw Yan Susu painted, was shocked.

"Miss, it's so beautiful."

Yan Susu curled her lips and looked at the man: "Is this one OK?"

The man nodded blankly: "It's really beautiful."

"Young Master, I'll put this painting away for a while before I can put it away. I'll say goodbye first. Qian'er, hurry up, otherwise it's too late, and I'll be anxious." After that, Yan Susu said goodbye to the man and pulled Qian'er out.

When he arrived at the door, the man suddenly chased after him: "Please stay, girl!"

Yan Susu turned around: "Huh?"

"Barrying with things, I'll give you this painting!" After saying that, he pulled out a scroll from the embrace and handed it into Yan Susu's arms.

Yan Susu chuckled and accepted it: "Thank you, there will be a date later!"

"There will be a period of time later!"

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The spring is getting stronger and stronger. Although it rains during the day, the night wind blows on your body, but it is not very cold.

After the new rain, the air is particularly clear. The countless stars in the sky decorate the dark night sky.

A crescent moon hangs gracefully in the sky, sifting through the lush ginkgo trees, sifting the fine pieces of silver on the ground.

Yan Susu lay in the yard, looking at the bright moon and stars in the sky, her heart lake was as calm as water, without any turmoil.

When Yan Lingfeng came over, she was sleeping under the moon, her face was as beautiful as cream, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was so quiet that it was fascinating.

"Brother?" Yan Susu guessed that it was Yan Lingfeng, and asked without opening her eyes.

"Didn't fall asleep?" Yan Lingfeng smiled.

"I don't dare to fall asleep. If I get cold, my mother will scold me again. Is there anything wrong with me when I come here so late?"

"Snow White will come tomorrow."

"She is here too?" Yan Susu turned her head from the side, looking a little surprised.

"I don't know where I got the news. Maybe my mother deliberately gave it to her."
To be continued...