Long Xiaoyu deliberately drags a long tail sound. His voice is soft. The breath from his mouth is lightly sprayed on muziling's cheek. It seems that it is like a feather, and it touches his heart.
For a moment, Mu Ziling's heart was provoked by long Xiaoyu's evil voice, and the temperature on his face was stirred by his breath.
Mu Ziling subconsciously raised his eyes, quietly took a look at long Xiaoyu, with a drum in his heart.
How does she feel that the evil spirit full of evil factors said "very good" and she just said "very good" are not on the same level?
Mu Ziling shakes his head and pulls back his thoughts.
Whether the stars are good or good, they are just the key to her life experience. They should be of no other use. Why think so much more?
You know, long Xiaoyu can commit this evil anytime and anywhere. He is full of bad taste, so he must not be taken away with his thoughts.
Thinking of this, Mu Ziling coughed dryly, patted his inexplicably hot face, trying to cover up the strange and helpless emotion just produced.
As a matter of fact, all the changes and movements she just made have been taken into long Xiaoyu's eyes.
Staring at Mu Ziling, long Xiaoyu's deep eyes are full of enchanting light, which seems to be able to see through her inner world.
At the moment, Mu Ziling recalled his thoughts, and then remembered that there was a brocade box in the drawer.
Mu Ziling knew that the soul of the star was definitely not the reason why the purple shadow Golden Whip suddenly split the bed. The reason must be something in the long brocade box.
I don't know what treasure is in that brocade box
With this doubt, Mu Ziling's eyes flashed, and he didn't have a good way to block long Xiaoyu: "don't block it. The little brocade box contains the soul of stars, and I don't know what the brocade box contains."
While speaking, Mu Ziling pushed away. At the moment when she was just thinking about it, now she was close to the man on her.
I didn't expect that Mu Ziling would come back to her so soon, but he was still crouching close to her. Long Xiaoyu was suddenly pushed to the ground.
Seeing this, Mu Ziling was stunned.
However, before Mu Ziling could react, long Xiaoyu, who was pushed to the ground by her, put his slender arm on her red face and pinched it.
Long Xiaoyu, who was pushed down, had a funny smile on his lips. His low voice seemed to be puzzled: "well, how is his face red?"
What's blushing?
Muziling gritted her teeth when she was in bed.
She knew that the hateful evil was intentional. She talked to her so vaguely on purpose. After she finished Now I'm ready to tease her again.
I don't want him to succeed.
"What's wrong with blushing?" Mu Zi gave long Xiaoyu a good look and snorted coldly: "the red light is all over my face, which means that I have good Qi and blood and good health. Do you know?"
"Well, it's lovely." Long Xiaoyu laughs and answers. His big hand is more and more unscrupulous and can't put it down. He pinches her smooth cheek.
"Lovely, you ghost!" Mu Ziling couldn't lift it in one breath. She didn't want to bite long Xiaoyu's paw. She snorted angrily: "don't touch me any more, go away!"
With that, she angrily pats long Xiaoyu's big hand and turns around. She doesn't care about him any more.
Long Xiaoyu, who was left behind, had no choice but to smile. Then he stood up and quietly gazed at Mu Ziling's small back. He looked comfortable, but he seemed to be estimating the time.
At the moment, Mu Ziling has taken out the long brocade box from the drawer.
Without saying a word, she opened the brocade box curiously.
But who knows, to Mu Ziling's disappointment, what is put in the brocade box is not a glittering treasure, but a scroll with light sandalwood.
"Why, it's just a picture?" Mu Ziling depressed tone, through a touch of disappointment.
Mu Ziling slowly opens the scroll
This is a beautiful portrait.
With the content of the portrait gradually revealed in front of me, Mu Ziling had no interest in the expression, suddenly like a freeze frame, and then can no longer move the line of sight.
How beautiful!
Mu Ziling opened his eyes and stared at the painting without blinking.
At this time, long Xiaoyu's vision also inadvertently fell on the scroll in the hands of Mu Ziling.
In the original natural and comfortable look, when he came into contact with the scroll portrait slowly opened by Mu Ziling, and then saw the words printed on the bright red seal on the door, long Xiaoyu frowned slightly.
At this moment, Mu Ziling felt his breath stagnated, as if he was completely shocked by the scene in this painting.
The painting is a beautiful and quiet sea of flowers.
The whole sea of flowers is vast and boundless, like an isolated paradise.
Gentle breeze, flowers swaying, lifelike, enchanting.Such a quiet artistic conception, just painting, can make people look at the ripples in the mind, but still with the serenity and peace of ease.
However, the most amazing thing is -
in such a vibrant and beautiful sea of flowers, there is a beautiful woman.
She closed her eyes leisurely and opened her arms wantonly. She seemed to enjoy the beautiful flowers with her heart, but her behavior was full of elegance.
The woman was dressed in a lavender plain skirt, three feet of gauze fluttering in the wind, like haze, like a fairy, like a fairy without a trace of smoke.
In the whole body of a woman, there are the flying feather butterflies that I have seen and known before Mu Ziling. Although each feather butterfly is in the picture, it seems to be alive, vivid and vivid, dancing around the woman.
Feather butterfly! This colorful butterfly is not
How did it show up in this painting?
Mu Ziling was puzzled. She subconsciously took a look at long Xiaoyu and then turned her attention to the painting.
When he came into contact with the woman's face, Mu Ziling was surprised.
It's no exaggeration to say that the woman in this painting is so beautiful.
Her skin is like snow, her delicate features are as soft as jade, and her cool eyebrows are full of light spirit that people dare not blaspheme easily.
In this painting, even if the woman's eyes are closed, she still can't cover up her dusty temperament. She is quiet, beautiful and smart, and exudes a dynamic charm.
The sea of feather butterflies and flowers in the painting is very beautiful, but the woman in the painting is more beautiful. It is not that the scenery exaggerates her beauty, but that she embellishes the beauty of the scenery.
Somehow, this beautiful woman's face is clearly Mu Ziling's "Jun Lin Tian." Mu Ziling read out the words on the seal and guessed: "this name sounds so dignified and domineering, but the person who painted this painting must not be the same as his name, otherwise how can he draw such a beautiful artistic conception? This person must be very poetic..."
Mu Ziling's words of exclamation haven't finished yet. Long Xiaoyu's words behind her suddenly subvert her.
When muziling mumbled to guess and sigh, long Xiaoyu bent over and rubbed her dark head in a funny way: "silly Mumu, it turns out that the great master in your mouth is poetic in your eyes."
Smell speech, Mu Ziling almost choked by his saliva: "what? Master Dashen is... "
She sprang to her feet.
I don't know if it was because of squatting too long, or being scared by long Xiaoyu's words, or some other reason, Mu Ziling suddenly stood up and felt a heavy dizziness in his head.
She could not stand steadily, and her whole body would be paralyzed again.
It seems that long Xiaoyu had expected that Mu Ziling would not be able to stand steadily, so he quickly reached out and hugged her in his arms.
Where does Mu Ziling have the heart to think that his legs are numb, or how can his healthy body appear this state of anemia and dizziness?
At the moment, she was completely frightened by long Xiaoyu's words.
Mu Ziling looked at long Xiaoyu, blinked, and asked uncertainly, "do you think this painting was painted by your great master?"
Long Xiaoyu's lips are slightly crooked. He doesn't comment.
To be sure, Mu Ziling opened his eyes in surprise.
She couldn't imagine how the great God master she saw that day, who had no human feelings, could draw such a dream like picture?
What's more, the most important thing is that the painting drawn by the great God master, who has no human feelings, is actually a beautiful woman who conveys gods and immortals.
No wonder there are feather butterflies in the painting. Mu Ziling had heard Qingling say something about the origin of feather butterflies before. When it comes to long Xiaoyu, it's natural that the great God master might also be involved.
It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea!
Jun Lintian
When the monarch comes to the world and the ruler is powerful, people are just like their names, but it's no more than when the iron man also has tenderness.
What a surprise! Mu Ziling sighed in his heart, and the eight trigrams appeared on his face unconsciously.
"Since this painting was painted by your great master..." Mu Ziling felt his chin and thought deeply. Suddenly he was surprised and said, "eh! Is this beautiful woman your mistress? "
Hearing this, long Xiaoyu suddenly lost his smile.
He gazed at his arms, his eyes were already a little lax, and Mu Ziling, with a blushing face, shook his head wordlessly and asked in a light voice, "what do you say?"
Staring at long Xiaoyu's leisurely and silent expression, Mu Ziling suddenly realized.
She thought about it, and immediately felt that this woman could not be his teacher's wife.
Just think, if long Xiaoyu really has such a beautiful and elegant teacher, his great God master should not be such a cold person without human feelings.
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