Liu Yunmo bent down slightly, picked up the pen, and brushed a few strokes on the rice paper. The strokes were done in one go, showing his courage and character. 【】 Claiming to be one, not inferior to any one.
He is really good at calligraphy. I never expected that a brothel owner could write such a beautiful calligraphy poem. The words are just like the person, free and elegant.
But this man who runs a brothel is really hard to figure out.
No one knows where he comes from, only that he is extremely wealthy and mysterious.
It stands to reason that he is young and rich, he is born to dote on all the ladies, and he has friends with the powerful. He should be sharp-edged, with gorgeous words and beautiful words, like the sun rising above the clouds. But looking at his words now, they are deep and restrained, without any sharpness, or even surlyness.
, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. There is no hint of emotion in his words, which is not normal.
Luo Bingyue could tell a person's character from his handwriting, but she couldn't tell it from Liu Yunmo's handwriting.
"This is my promise, is Miss Luo satisfied?" Liu Yunmo handed the rice paper to Luo Bingyue.
The corner of Luo Bingyue's mouth was slightly crooked, she took the piece of rice paper and read it several times: "Okay, but it's still a bit different."
"Is it different?" Liu Yunmo raised his eyebrows slightly, not understanding what Luo Bingyue was referring to.
Luo Bingyue said nothing and suddenly grabbed Liu Yunmo's hand.
I saw that the hand was white, slender, with well-defined joints. It was as beautiful as if it were carved from a piece of fine white jade. It was so flawless that one couldn't bear to blaspheme it. The fingertips felt a little cool.
Liu Yunmo couldn't help being surprised when he saw Luo Bingyue suddenly grabbing his hand.
Her big hand was held by her small hand that looked like it was carved from ivory. It was really... pleasing to the eye.
He was admiring it, and Luo Bingyue was also admiring his hand.
What on earth is this girl thinking?
Luo Bingyue suddenly put his hand to her mouth and bit his index finger hard.
He only felt a stinging pain, and his finger was bitten by Luo Bingyue and blood came out. Everyone around him was shocked.
Luo Bingyue calmly grabbed Liu Yunmo's bleeding index finger and pressed the beautiful finger hard on the rice paper, leaving a bright red finger mark.
So that's it, this girl.
Liu Yunmo felt like he was about to laugh out loud. He gently stroked the finger bitten by Luo Bingyue, and the blackness in his eyes became darker and darker.
Hua Manxue was almost stunned. She was shocked that Luo Bingyue was so bold. She was even more surprised that her master Liu Yunmo didn't even move his eyebrows and allowed this girl to do whatever she wanted.
"Okay, so I won't worry about you violating the rules again. Pavilion Master can just take care of it! If you break your promise, the King of Hell will punish you." Luo Bingyue said with a smile, and she put the rice paper into her arms.
"Okay, if there is such a person again," Luo Bingyue pointed at her brother Luo Feng, Luo Zhen and others, "If there is another such person who makes such a request, the Pavilion Master will call me out!"
"Okay." Liu Yunmo smiled lightly, "Miss Luo, do you have any other instructions?"
"No more," Luo Bingyue thought for a while, "I am really happy today."
Luo Feng, who was next to him, quickly said: "Sister, since you are happy, shall we go back?"
Go back quickly, you will be completely embarrassed. I am afraid that what happened to the Luo family brothers and sisters in Yanyu Pavilion will be spread throughout the city.
When you go back, teach this girl a lesson!
Luo Bingyue smiled coldly: "Why are you so anxious?"
Luo Bingrou, whose face was red from her brother's beating, mustered up the courage and walked to Luo Bingyue: "Bingyue, yes, yes, brother is right, we'd better go back quickly, otherwise it will be harmful to our girl's family.