Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Untie the big mountaineering bag on the back, take out water and food from it, Ye Shiyi smiled and said: "We don't worry, we just climb slowly, let's rest and talk." I can't climb, I am very happy to borrow it. Back or embrace for you.

In fact, he moved this mind when he first started climbing, but Ling Qingyu resolutely refused to let it go. What's the point of saying that he wasn't climbing the mountain by himself? My mother can always be strong and strong, and she can be carried by others, what is it like!

Cheng Jia also took off the small mountaineering bag behind him and took out...

The four treasures of the study, and rice paper.

Spread the folding drawing board on the stone table, Cheng Jia spread the rice paper on the drawing board, and instructed Ye Shiyi to get some water in the mountain stream to grind.

"Why do you want me to go?" Ye Shixi stared at him, everything is with me, I said, why are you bringing a bag? These things were originally installed! Is this going to continue to seduce my sister!

"How about 20% of the money sold for painting?" Cheng Jia put the pen holder in place and smiled. This set of things was bought in a small shop when he was shopping in Hong Kong. The shop is not big, but the decoration is elegant. There are not many things in it, but all of them are exquisite and authentic. Although they are not as good as what he used before, but It's also very good, and it can even be regarded as a treasure here.

Cheng Jia spent most of the money in Kari to buy this set of four treasures of the study, and bought some more fine pine cigarette ink and pens, and then bought all the rice paper from the shop.

That kind of rice paper is really hard to find in this world today.

In that shop, it was only five dollars.

However, after spending so much money, I have to make it back. It is not bad to sell a few paintings that I am not satisfied with and get some money back.

When he heard that he was rich, Ye Shiyi's brows and eyes suddenly filled with a smile. He picked up the mineral water bottle that Ling Qingyu had emptied, and jumped off the cliff and headed for the spring.

Ling Ma let out a stunned sound, and when the probe saw his red figure walking through the forest, there was nothing at all, so she was relieved.

"Selling money?" Ling Qingyu raised his eyebrows and said.

"Well, generally I am not satisfied with paintings. If someone’s price is reasonable, I’m not hesitating to sell them." Blinking to Ling Qingyu, Cheng Jia smiled: "Otherwise, why do you think there will be me outside? His paintings were sold.” The money he sold naturally became his own private house, and it was a large sum over the years. Later, he gave the money to four cases and asked them to take care of the things that day.

As the son of the Cheng family, the youngest scholar of the Zhou Dynasty, the youngest high-ranking civil servant, can you save a private house like this?

Ling Qingyu's eyes blinked, then blinked again...

Touching her head, Cheng Jia pressed the paperweight into the rice paper and said with a smile: "Well, all the proud works are handed in, and 80% of the money sold for paintings is also handed in, how about?" The money left is enough to buy paper and pen.

Ye Shixi took the water and rushed up from the cliff, and said, "Couldn't you let this one sell me? What if your picture is good?"

"Then hang in your room." Cheng Jia gave him a funny look, took the water in his hand and poured it into the inkstone and pen wash.

When he started writing, studying ink, and raising his head, Cheng Jia's anger became calm, and Ling Qingyu didn't make a sound. He walked to the stone fence beside the pavilion and sat down, looking at the scenery, and then at the scenery in the pavilion. Cheng Jia.

Ye Shiyi sat down across the stone fence behind her, let her lean against her, and wrapped her hands around her waist.

There is a breeze in the mountains. Although it is in the south, the wind in late winter is still cool, blowing on the sweaty body, cool and cool.

The embrace behind him was very warm, and his heartbeat seemed strong and powerful, which made Ling Qingyu remember what he said after his joy last night.

At that time, Ye Xi's things were still in her body, and the two were connected together. She lay on his chest and stroked the ruby ​​earring.

And he gasped gently, pressing on the desire to get up again, red tide surging on his face, water dripping in his eyes, and his thin red lips were dripping. He whispered softly: "Sister, next life, let eleven do Is your pig?"

She was taken aback at the time, pig? Seeing his eyes flashing, he thought for a while before remembering. He was only talking about the little fragrant pig, a kind of small pig popular in Guangdong, suckling pigs are the most delicious to eat, and they can also be pets.

Because they are small and not big, each of them is very cute. When passing by the restaurant for dinner at noon, she said that it is also good to keep a pet of this kind.

But the pig...

Looking at Ye Shishi's beautiful face, no matter how cute the pig was, Ling Qingyu couldn't connect the two.

"Yeah." Ye Shiyi nodded seriously, and after **** her fingers, she stood up and groaned seductively, "Sister raises me, feeds me personally, hugs me to sleep, and waits until I can eat. , My sister will kill me personally and make a delicious meal, eat it bit by bit, okay? okay?"

Her shock at the time reverberated in her chest until now...

So, she kissed back fiercely, and said: "My sister wants to eat you, she can only eat like this, my eleven is not a pig!"

Gently kissed her blushing ears, Ye Shiyi hugged her a little, and thought of her reaction last night contentedly.

She ate him several times, and maybe after a period of rest, her strength recovered, she ate very fiercely, and the way she ate was very rude, which made him wear a turtleneck shirt very happily today.

He still didn’t say anything. He died so miserably in the previous life and made her sad for a long time. Then in this life, he will no longer be negligent and make such a big mistake. In this life, he will accompany her to the end. He can't walk until she leaves, until the day when she comes, he will take a step first, anyway, there is Ye Po, a guy who can bear to clean up his funeral, then, at that time, he will ask to be cremated with her, The ashes are all fused together, regardless of each other.

This cremation here is really good!

When Hua Dong Zhou Ziqing climbed up like a cow, Cheng Jia had already put his pen.

Although he was half tired, when they saw the painting, a few people didn't realize their eyes were bright and they rushed up directly.

In just a few strokes, the distant mountains are like clouds and mists encircling the real and magical scenery, and the nearby mountains are carefully sketched out of the majestic and steep meanings. On the cliffs, there are strong and powerful green pine branches. A squirrel above his head is holding a pine cone and gnawing sweetly, and there is a small pavilion on the top of the mountains below the painting, which shows the appearance of a pair of men and women embracing and kissing in the pavilion with a light ink shadow.

"It's so beautiful! Give it to me!" Hua Dong exclaimed excitedly.

"I want to be beautiful!" Ye Eleven had already rushed forward to carry the painting and let the wind dry the ink, took out a painting tube from his backpack and put the scroll in it, humming: "My 20% Yeah!"

Cheng Jia was taken aback, and smiled: "Don't you want to keep it away?"

Ye Shiyi gave him a squint and snorted: "Hmph, I can't see clearly, who knows who it is! Next time draw it clearly!"

"Then, there is a charge." Cheng Jia smiled as he cleaned up his pen and ink.