Xu Tianlu nodded repeatedly, asked a few more questions, and then took Hua Shenglin over.
Yan Baiwei said: "Jin'er..."
Tang Shijin raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.
The look in his eyes already meant that he was about to quarrel.
After all, she was originally going to go out, but now she has a large amount of bamboo paper to hold the goods. It is rare that one of them comes to her door. It is the son of the governor of Zhezhou. If he dares to ask her not to do this business to avoid suspicion, she will dare not to follow him. Engagement.
But in fact, he didn't want to stop her, he just thought it was a bit funny that Shen Yiyi had just confessed his love and she only remembered that his brother was running a bookstore...
Yan Baiwei walked over helplessly and put his hand on her head: "Why are you so fierce? I just think there is something special about what you pay attention to. You really deserve to be a businessman."
Mr. Tang's momentum immediately subsided and he nodded.
She was actually a little unhappy, and she couldn't tell why.
Xiao Tanhua's words still had some influence on her. Although she kept comforting herself in her heart, it was just for the sake of eating tofu. When he succeeds in his future, she will eat it for nothing... but she was still a little unhappy.
Until I fell asleep at night, I was still tossing and turning.
As a result, before she fell asleep, she heard the sound of the window sash. Yan Baiwei opened the window, jumped over, and sat on the window sill.
Tang Shijin: "..."
She got up silently, and he smiled at her...
It was so dark that I could only see the stars in his eyes and his little white teeth, but it still felt so sweet.
Then the two of them didn't say anything, just waiting quietly. Then, on the clock tower not far away, the midnight bell rang. Yan Baiwei smiled and said: "Happy birthday, Xiao Jin'er! Today is the same day every year, and every year is the same. Today...this year, I told Jin'er first."
He immediately jumped down and lit the candle.
He only wore a double-breasted white coat, with one button undone, revealing his Adam's apple. He was tall and straight, with a slim waist and long legs. When he turned around with a candle, his flesh was so delicious.
Then he put the candle on the bedside, sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, and said with a smile: "What do you think I want to give you?"
She said: "I can't guess."
Yan Baiwei laughed.
He smiled with his eyebrows crooked and said, "I won't give you the engagement gift yet. I'll give you this first."
He took out a small comb and said, "I carved this myself... It's not very good, but it's not easy to carve, Jin'er..." He took her hand and put it in her hand.
A small, round ivory comb, very delicate and cute.
Tang Shijin touched it and was a little surprised. She even touched the word Jin on one end! She also touched Wei on the other end!
She touched it again and again: "Did you really carve it yourself? It's so cute! I like it!"
He smiled.
He rarely showed this kind of child-like smile, it was so sweet that people couldn't help but laugh with him.
Then he took another cloth bag from behind, reached out and opened it: "And this."
Tang Shijin picked it up and took a look. There were circles of gold. This was armband gold.
The armband is actually wrapped around the upper arm, and is not separated by clothes, so like a woman's feet, it gradually becomes a beautiful sight that only the husband can see.
Tang Shijin took it with a smile.
Yan Baiwei took out another scroll and said, "And this one."
She had always complained that he did not draw the flying sky that day. In fact, he had painted countless paintings, but this one was the best. He framed it himself and wrote that it would be given to my wife.
Tang Shijin still took it with a smile and praised him for a long time.
Then he just looked at her.
She pretended not to notice: "Okay, go to bed after delivering the goods. It's so late."
Yan Baiwei said: "Where's mine?"
Tang Shijin said: "I already told the person who got it, so I won't give anything away!"
Yan Baiwei: "..."
He sighed and said silently: "I haven't gotten it yet..."
Tang Shijin was about to laugh to death from him, so he rushed over and kissed him, then took out a box from the space.
Yan Baiwei waited with great interest.
Tang Jinjin opened it with a smile.
Here are two pairs of dolls, which are copied from the ones he drew that day, and then made a little cuter. They have a fleshy feel, one of gold and one of jade. They are tied around the waist with a red rope, which means a good match between gold and jade.
Only the size of a peanut.
Tang Shijin smiled and said: "Let's make a pair each, you pick a pair!"
Yan Baiwei couldn't put it down: "It's so cute. Did you do this?"
"Well," Tang Shijin said, "I found that if I carve slowly in space, I can do many difficult things well."
Yan Baiwei played with it for a long time before putting it away: "Where is the little book?"
Tang Shijin was convinced: "How did you know I drew it?"
Yan Baiwei smiled and said, "I just know."
She had no choice but to take out the book and chase them away: "Okay, you can go, I'm going to bed."
Yan Baiwei nodded, then got out of bed, reached out to fan out the candle, reached out in the darkness, held her little face, and gently came up to her.
She instinctively leaned back and felt his lips lightly touching hers.
His breathing was rapid and hot, his thin lips were warm and soft, and the tip of his tongue was tracing tentatively... raw and gentle, eager and deep.
This last gift...she was quite satisfied with it.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Luo came over.
Jianghu people have always liked to use pairs of swords as tokens of engagement, unlike other aristocratic families.
Yan Baiwei used a pair of "eternal" swords as a token and as the officiating gift for the engagement, and then gave him two sets of hair and face, a pair of concentric locks, and a pair of Ruyi jade, which were the four-color gifts.
Then exchange Geng Tie.
Tang Shijin only needed to show up at the banquet with Yan Baiwei and give him a gift, which was actually quite boring.
When Tang Shijin returned from the ceremony, Madam Luo was in her study, holding her back and looking at the painting she had just hung.
Tang Shijin smiled and said, "Doesn't it look good?"
"It's beautiful," Madam Luo said, "So you were like this that day. I just heard what you said. It was spread everywhere, but it's a pity that I didn't see it. Looking at it like this, you really looked like a fairy. Was this painted by Yan Langjun?
"
Tang Shijin hummed.
Madam Luo said: "I didn't expect that he looks fierce, but he is actually a good person."
Tang Shijin smiled and said: "Just draw a picture and you will be a good person."
"Not really," Madam Luo said, "Although I don't understand it, when I look at it, I feel quite...just that soft feeling."
Tang Shijin couldn't help but take a few glances.
Yan Baiwei painted her extremely beautifully and used a lot of colors. It was not the style of painting of ladies nowadays. He even painted every strand of hair and every trace of pattern on her sleeves in detail... But the key point is,
The woman in the painting does not have a "godly" mystical feeling. There is "emotion" in her eyes.
I see how charming Qingshan is, but I don’t expect Qingshan to see me like this.
In just one painting, you can see the tenderness and love of the painter.
Tang Shijin couldn't help but say: "He is indeed a gentle-hearted person."
After she finished speaking, she felt embarrassed, and supported Madam Luo: "Stop standing, let's go over and warm ourselves by the fire. You said you're like this, why are you coming here?"
Madam Luo said coquettishly: "You are engaged, why can't I come?"