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Su Jinxin's "Yuanzhi" shout was so natural, as if she had shouted it to him a thousand times, and it was engraved in her heart and integrated into her flesh and blood. The slight astonishment in Mr. Yun's eyes deepened, and it was
This moment of astonishment gave Su Jinxin an opportunity to take advantage of it. Her bare hands were firmly around Mr. Yun's neck, her whole body was tightly close to him, and she buried her head in front of him.
Everything seems to be still at this moment.
Each other's heartbeats, and two different scents lingering on the tip of the nose.
As expected, there was a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves on his body from afar. Even though he was so close, it was still faint, but smelling it made people calm and calm.
With a smile on her lips, Su Jinxin quietly tore open the sachet tied to her waist with her fingernails painted with cinnamon. Immediately, the scent of freshly dried osmanthus powder hidden in the sachet gave off an aura of confusion.
, making Mr. Yun's cold handsome face turn crimson, but it is also boundlessly charming and makes people fall in love.
Even if it was only for a short moment, she was satisfied.
He raised his head and gently covered Mr. Yun's cold lips with his red lips. He closed his eyes, sucked slowly, and licked lightly. There was no feeling of heartbeat, but just a faint feeling without any ripples.
bump.
Then, let go.
"Yuanzhi, you're blushing." Su Jinxin looked at Mr. Yun with a dull expression, and smiled slyly, her clear eyes turning bright and moving.
Although Su Jinxin's appearance is inconspicuous and ordinary, perhaps not even half of Su Jinyan's, her smile is like warmth blowing across the earth, making people unable to open their eyes and even more stunning.
Oh my god...her second young lady was actually kissing Mr. Yun, but Mr. Yun didn't push her away. What's going on? Qiaolan was already dumbfounded by her second young lady's immoral behavior and blushed.
, lowered his head.
Yun Yuanzhi obviously did not expect that a lady from a distinguished family would act so boldly. Even if she has not yet reached the age of hairpins, she must have learned the virtues of womanhood. Even Miss Liu, who is already notorious in Lin'an City,
When she met him, she followed the rules and knew how to measure things, unlike her, who smiled arrogantly, as if he should hug her as a matter of course, as if he should be hers of course.
Qingjun's face suddenly turned red, his brows furrowed, and as soon as the purple bamboo flute in his hand moved, Mr. Yun pushed Su Jinxin to the ground heavily.
"Shameless!" His face was as cold as frost, but Mr. Yun's voice was even colder.
The bright red rouge is still clearly on the lips, and the woman's quiet breath is as clean as if it is not stained by dust.
But she is a shameless woman!
Mr. Yun was so angry that his whole body trembled. He had always known how to control his joy and anger, but he was easily provoked to anger by this woman. He looked ashamed and angry, but more importantly, he was at a loss.
"Yuanzhi, I like you!" I like you to be my husband, that's all.
The smile on Su Jinxin's lips became more and more brilliant, but the bitterness in her smile was hidden by her. If she could, how could she make such a move?
She, Su Jinxin, has never been a woman who doesn't know how to love herself.
"Qiaolan, help me get up." Su Jinxin sat on the ground calmly, not showing the slightest bit of shame, nor the slightest bit of restraint, but just a sense of reluctance in her heart.
With arrogance between her eyebrows, she raised her hand and quickly stood up with the help of Qiaolan. Su Jinxin clenched her sleeves with her hands, her charming smile turned indifferent, and then she turned and left without looking back, no longer looking at Mr. Yun.
One glance.
This sudden change made Mr. Yun stunned and a little angry. Such a cunning woman dared to keep playing tricks on him!
The dust rises from the steep mountains in the wilderness, and the green bamboos and green leaves become noble and pure;
The horizontal branches are clasped in knots and want to fly into the sky, walking freely in the middle of the mountain;
…
Turning his eyes, the beautiful small regular script on the rice paper came into view. Yun Yuanzhi picked it up in disbelief and read it carefully. He was still shocked.
Did she write this?
Thinking of the woman just now leaning on the big stone table, picking up a pen to write, Yun Yuanzhi felt complicated. If she were to view people through poetry, she shouldn't be like this.
He quickly caught up with her, but stopped when Su Jinxin suddenly looked back.
"If you want to know the meaning of this poem, you should know how to find me."
In the previous life, there was a poem in that famous painting handed down from generation to generation, and the four sentences Su Jinxin wrote today are just half of that poem. Since Mr. Yun is willing to put that poem together with his painting
, that poem must have been deeply loved by Mr. Yun.
It seems that she made the right bet.
Mr. Yun was upset, why was he chasing her?
He didn't know, and couldn't understand his thoughts at all. It seemed that at that moment, when she left, he subconsciously chased after her, wanting to ask for an explanation from her, or to settle a score with her?
Junrong frowned repeatedly, and Yun Yuan had a complicated look on his face.
Haha... A laughter like silver bells suddenly sounded in the green bamboo forest. It was so clear, sweet, and innocent.
Mr. Yun's delicate brows furrowed even more tightly.
I never knew that a woman would have many changes. She would cry like a child and smile extremely charmingly. Although her appearance is ordinary, her eyes are extremely smart and cunning. Which one is the one?
The real her.
The dust rises from the steep mountains in the wilderness, and the green bamboos and green leaves become noble and pure;
The horizontal branches are clasped together and want to fly into the sky, walking freely in the middle of the mountain;
Lowering his head again and looking at the poems on the rice paper, Mr. Yun just sighed slightly after a while.
"Uncle Yun, Uncle Yun..." Fan Yichu timidly shouted twice and knelt in front of Mr. Yun, as if he had done something wrong.
Yun Yuanzhi came back to his senses and looked at Fan Yichu calmly, "Do you know you were wrong?"
Fan Yichu nodded vigorously, "Uncle Yun, I'm here to plead guilty. For the sake of my sincere repentance, please give me a few less beatings, okay?"
Fan Yichu tied a few thorns around his small body, stretched out his little hands, and hugged Mr. Yun's robe flatteringly, "Uncle Yun, I really didn't mean it. The cunning second lady said she wouldn't be allowed in.
, she set fire to the mountain, and for the sake of your safety, Uncle Yun, I had to bring her in."
He was saving Master Yun's life. Fan Yichu muttered in a low voice. Losing his innocence was better than losing his life.
Ah... Fan Yichu's heartbreaking cry echoed in the green bamboo forest, "Uncle Yun, you really hit me."
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