Asked The Red Dust

Qin Yi was walking towards the house carrying Qingcha, and when he heard the door ringing, he stopped and turned his head. Qingcha's hands and feet were still in the air, but the picture seemed to freeze, and there was silence.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Qin Yi said weakly: "I ... then, if you hear something strange, it's not what you think."

Ju Yunxiu didn't have a good air: "Then don't put down the tea yet!"

"Oh." Qin Yi carefully put down the tea, and the tea shouted: "That pool is for pen washing! Uncle Master!"

Just wash your brushes, can you not use words that are so misleading ...

However, Qin Yi felt that Qingcha was a light bulb. If he was asked to face Ju Yunxiu alone, he would really die.

As a result, Ju Yunxiu said in a second: "Clean tea, go outside and do your homework. My uncle and I have something to say."

Qin Yi looked at the only one who ran away on the pedal.

When the house was quiet, Yun Xiu and Qin Yi were left facing each other.

"That painting ..." After a while, Qin Yi finally broke the silence.

"I know it was not your painting, it was my master's painting."

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and before he let out his breath, he heard Ju Yunxiu say: "So those instincts are actually yours."

Qin Yi exhaled and nearly choked himself to death, his old face turned red.

"If I heard what Qingcha said was dirty outside the door in the past, I would definitely not want to skew it. It would be skewed as soon as I heard it." Ju Yunxiu squinted at him: "The image collapsed, Brother."

Qin Yi couldn't help crying: "You know very well, Sister."

Ju Yunxiu snorted coldly: "Is it the position of the monk and the woman, do you study every day?"

"Injustice, I haven't seen the image stored in the mirror!" Qin Yi is really wrong, he really hasn't seen it, because he doesn't know how to use it, and tassels are not taught!

It is said that the elder Wu is quite a bullish fork. Looking through the ring, even the image in the mirror can be seen, this is a really old driver ...

"I haven't seen it. It's the same. When you wrote" Jin Ping Mei ", I knew you were more knowledgeable than the monk." Ju Yunxiu looked expressionless.

"I have said that it was not written by me ..."

Ju Yunxiu waved his hand: "Whether it was written by you or not, you gave the woman" Jin Ping Mei "at first sight, that is, you didn't plan to pretend to be a gentleman, or even want to leave directly, right? Really. "

Qin Yi was stunned, but it was.

Why did you want to stay? Staying overnight is also because Tassel wants to learn more about this painting, and just watch one or two. After reading the soul of painting, you can go, and writing "Jin Ping Mei" really intentionally embraced her. Otherwise, what story can't be sent, what is "Jin Ping Mei" ...

On the contrary, Ju Yunxiu doesn't mind these things, leaving him as a law protector and taking him as an entry ...

Ju Yunxiu said: "That is, you behaved better than those promiscuous monks as early as your first acquaintance, but the one I stayed with. They don't know, don't you know?"

Qin Yi was really relieved and smiled: "I didn't think so much, I felt awkward for a while."

Ju Yunxiu smiled: "Anyway, since I left you, I didn't worry about this kind of thing. Whatever bad water or evil work, you know nothing about the power of Huiyang."

Qin Yi nodded and realized the problem.

Zheng Yunyi, Xi Xiangzi intends to let him be ugly, or falsely accuse him of learning the Great Huanxi Temple. In fact, there is no big harm. Wan Dao Xian Gong is not an old-fashioned way, and he will not shout and kill because of those things. The real meaning is that he can't stay. One is that he has no face to keep, and the other is that Ju Yunxiu is very vigilant about this and drives him away. This is only one part of the sectarian dispute. After recognizing that Qin Yi has the possibility to assist this sect's rise, they do not want him to stay here.

As long as he has a thick skin, and Ju Yunxiu doesn't care about it, then they don't make much sense even if they calculate success, which is what Qiqiong said is "worry-free."

Worry-free robbery, Go terminology, it is gratifying to win robbery, and lose nothing if you lose robbery. The key is to see how Ju Yunxiu handles it, as long as she doesn't care, nothing will happen.

But does Ju Yunxiu really care? Why do you always look at Hongxia's unfaded Hongxia, always feel that this is just composure ...

Yes, she cares about another thing ...

Sure enough, Ju Yunxiu continued: "Now the problem is not that, but the painting, everyone thinks it's yours!"

Under the premise that everyone thought it was Qin Yi's crush and forced to confess in public, Ju Yunxiu must respond. Either "defy confession" that draws a line, as long as he stays with him, it is equivalent to "accept confession".

Qin Yi didn't know how to answer it, and Ju Yunxiu didn't know how to deal with it. The two again stared at each other, speechless for a moment.

The most important thing is that Ju Yunxiu also wants to know from the depths of his heart. Is this really just an accident, or does it just fit Qin Yi's sincerity?

Otherwise, why would he have to change the painting, and would not change his sword casually?

If he is really a bit true, how can he handle it?

——It ’s not for her.

——I did n’t come for her, she did n’t care, but she was ruthless.

Ju Yunxiu feels like a bunch of numbness in her heart. She knows that her thoughts are contradictory, and she expects Qin Yi to give an answer. She doesn't need to think about such entangled things.

Qin Yi also found that he seemed to be at a fork in the road. How to answer the question would be related to a completely different direction of progress in the relationship with the sister.

Don't look at whether this is a mature royal sister, or Huiyang big brother, the master of a case, powerful and out of the ordinary.

In essence, there is another attribute: female Wenqing.

Wen Qing's girl's heart is sensitive and gentle, and it is easy to be soft-hearted. When she sees the dead leaves drifting, she may be melancholy, and seeing the red after the rain may be lamenting that the green fat is red and thin. Their hearts are full of a word "romantic" that does not appear in this world, and they look forward to it very much.

It is said that the harmony of piano music, painting and painting, and the rare companionship in essence are extremely romantic in themselves, and there is no lonely.

If you answer: "Declare that the painting is not mine, love yea" this way to refute rumors, or answer "namely chase me away from the sect or order me to stay close to the passerby peak" this kind of eclectic means, in her In fact, they are all disappointed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That's called boiled cranes.

Otherwise she could announce it on the spot herself, why wait until now to ask you?

Then, if you answered "just as the painting is mine" to express it, Qin Yi himself doesn't have that face, after all, he really doesn't have this intention, and Ju Yunxiu doesn't necessarily accept this straightforwardness.

This is not a suitable plan, and nothing can be said. The two can only see me, and see the time of Banzhu, and Ju Yunxiu finally has a little disappointment in his eyes.

After all, it is just a passerby, his mountain has already been written.

She slowly turned her head and sighed: "Forget it. Whatever they think ... don't say, don't answer, the natural wind disappears."

Natural dissipation is not only the views of outsiders, but also their relationship, from now on it is clear.

Qin Yi jumped in his heart, unable to blurt out, "No ..."

"Huh?" Ju Yunxiu turned to look at him.

"I didn't paint that painting ..."

Ju Yunxiu's eyes were extremely disappointed, and he was about to leave with a huh.

"The painting was not my painting, nor the sister I am familiar with in the painting, that is not what I want ..." Qin Yi moved his throat, and finally said: "I want to draw a picture myself, painting what I am familiar with Ju Yunxiu. "

Ju Yunxiu's face turned red, and his eyes were not disappointed, but instead became a panic: "You ... you ..."

"Uh ..." Qin Yi smiled a little: "Don't you let me paint when I tested my painting skills? Sister, you are not art anymore."

"Bah!" Ju Yunxiu said, "You are too poor at painting, and practice for another ten or eight years, otherwise you will not be allowed to paint me!"

The complexities of her look disappeared without a trace, and her posture regained her indifference. But there was still a red glow on his face, but his eyes were sparkling and joyful.