"Insect language? Go, who are you kidding? Do you think you write novels? Insect language, why don't you tell me that you also understand animal language? You can chat with tigers and little white rabbits in the mountains and still speak insect language. You are a genius." I believe you." Shen Shiran said disdainfully, as if she suddenly remembered that disgusting and terrifying Jin Lai had been in her hair, and goosebumps appeared all over her body again.
"Ah, my head—"
She screamed suddenly, rushed to the car, opened the trunk, hurriedly grabbed a few bottles of mineral water from inside, unscrewed one of the bottles and poured it on her head, grabbing and rubbing hard while pouring. It seemed that he wanted to rinse the hair that Xiao Jin had crawled over. While washing and scrubbing, he cursed: "Damn Qin Xiang, stinky Qin Xiang, I hate you to death. I will not pester you in this life and make your life worse than death." This lady takes your last name!"
Shen Tiefeng wanted to go over and help, but without Qin Xiang's instructions, Shan Di seemed to have no intention of letting him move even half a step. Just as he was about to lift his feet, he could clearly feel the fierce murderous aura coming from Shan Di. , Shen Shiran was not in any danger at this time, and he did not dare to act rashly.
Qin Xiang walked over, leaned on the carriage and looked at Shen Shiran with a smile: "Hey, Miss Shen, your words are not easy to realize. You will pester me all your life. Unless you marry me, what else will you do?" Haunt me for the rest of your life?"
"Marry you? You have a beautiful idea. I would not marry a bastard like you even if I married a chicken or a dog!" Shen Shiran scolded angrily.
At this time, she had used the only seven or eight bottles of mineral water in the trunk to rinse her hair. Her hair was wet, clumped into a pile, and looked messy. The collar and shoulders of her pure cotton white high-collar shirt were wet. She was wet a lot, and the collar of the little red vest she wore was also a lot wet. She looked very embarrassed. Coupled with her flying fingers and cursing from time to time, she looked like a shrew!
"Xiao Di, find something to wipe her head with." Probably because he didn't want to see her in such a mess, Qin Xiang ignored Shen Shiran's scolding, glanced at Shan Di and said with a smile.
Shan Di nodded coldly and got into the car. After a while, she took out a clean towel and handed it to Shen Shiran.
"Humph, it's better to be Sister Shan. How can you, a bastard like you, be willing to let a disgusting and terrifying bug stick to someone as cute as me? You are such a turtle bastard!" Shen Shiran wiped her head. Staring at Qin Xiang fiercely and cursing, she didn't appreciate Qin Xiang asking Shan Di to find a towel for her at all.
Girls always have mirrors, combs and the like in their bags. After Shen Shiran wiped her hair, she took out her bag from the car, took out a small mirror and comb from it and combed her hair. Tie Feng turned around and did not dare to look, but Qin Xiang had no intention of avoiding her and kept staring at her.
Perhaps there is a saying that is right, that is, when a person feels irritable or uneasy, comb his hair in the direction of hair growth, and the person's irritability and uneasiness will quickly disappear.
Shen Shiran was like this after combing her hair in the mirror. She was cursing just now. After she started combing her hair, she suddenly seemed like a different person. She no longer cursed, and the rude movements just now were no longer the same. As soon as she went along, every movement was so gentle and full of beauty, which made Qin Xiang, who originally wanted to laugh at her, dumbfounded.
"Hey, damn Qin Xiang, what are you doing? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?" It wasn't until Shen Shiran held the comb in her hand and made a scratching motion with the tip of the comb on his face that Qin Xiang's soul was wiped out. He was summoned back.
The still slightly wet black hair hangs down vertically along her shoulders, covering the red waistcoat collar on her chest. The water stains on her face have been wiped clean. Like a knife, she looked like an ancient beauty in someone's wonderful painting. She had a beautiful nose, crimson lips, and a curved jaw like the moon. With just a glance, Qin Xiang's brain suddenly short-circuited once again.
"Asking you, why are you so dazed, bastard——"
Seeing that he was dazed, Shen Shiran stretched the tip of the comb forward and put it on his nose.
"The clouds of fragrant mist make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold!" A poem suddenly came out of Qin Xiang's mouth.
"What kind of poem are you reciting for no reason, you fake polite bastard!" Shen Shiran cursed in a low voice, but her face turned red and she took back the comb. Her tense nerves seemed to have suddenly calmed down, and she was no longer as aggressive as before. Like.
It turns out that these two lines of poetry come from Du Fu's "Moonlight Night". The full text of the original poem is "Tonight, I can only see the moon in Yanzhou alone in my boudoir. I pity the little children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. The fragrance and mist clouds make my hair wet, and my arms are cold with the clear brilliance." When will I lean against the false veil, and my tears will dry up when I shine with my eyes?"
This is a poem written by Du Fu because he missed his wife when he was away from home. "The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet." It talks about the dew in the morning moistening the servant girl's hair, which is very similar to the scene where her hair had just been washed with mineral water. It's quite different, but this guy's chant is coming out here at this time, and it is quite appropriate to use it on her body.
But, if this guy recited these two lines of poetry under such circumstances, wouldn't he be taking advantage of her? Du Fu wrote this poem because he missed his wife. How could you, Qin Xiang, a bastard like you, roguely treat me like this? Imagine being your wife? Shen Shiran wanted to get angry and scold him, but she seemed to suddenly remember something and lowered her head shyly.
Qin Xiang smiled and said: "Girl Shen, don't think wrongly. I am praising your beauty at this time, but I am just borrowing Du Fu's poems and applying them to Zhang Fei's paintings of beautiful women."
Shen Shiran frowned, rolled her eyes at him and said: "Zhang Fei's painting of a beautiful woman? Are you hurting Miss Ben or praising Miss Ben? Zhang Fei is a reckless man, he can still paint? I'm afraid he is one of the four ancient painters. One of the beauties, Diao Chan at that time would have turned into an ugly monster in his paintings!"
Qin Xiang laughed and said: "You are really right. Zhang Fei did paint Diao Chan, but you are wrong. The portrait of Diao Chan painted by Zhang Fei is not only not ugly, but also lifelike. She is absolutely a peerless beauty." .”
Shen Shiran said "go" and said: "Who are you kidding? I have seen people who can play, but I have never seen someone who can play like you. You can also speak insect language, and now you call Mang Zhang Fei a great painter. I'm not afraid of being laughed at if I tell you. Fortunately, you are still a student of the Chinese Department of Fengda University. Don't say that you are a student of the Chinese Department of Fengda University in front of others, otherwise they will definitely be smashed by others."
Qin Xiang glanced at her, shook her head and sighed: "It's not terrible for a woman to be stupid, but if she is stupid to the point of being stupid, then there is really no cure! I originally thought you were thoughtful and very smart, but now It seems that it just falls into the category of 'hopeless'!"
——————I haven’t asked for red flowers for two days. They have fallen so hard. I have updated more than 7,000 words a day to protect the flowers. Isn’t that a lot?