Chapter 721

Take off the big mountaineering bag behind and take out water and food from it. Ye Xi said with a smile, "we're not in a hurry. Just climb slowly. Let's have enough rest first." I can't climb. I'm very happy to lend you my back or arms.

In fact, he moved his mind at the beginning of climbing, but Ling Qingyu resolutely refused to let him. What's the meaning of saying that he didn't climb the mountain himself? My mother can grow old and strong, and she is also carried by people. What kind of words is she like!

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

Four treasures of study, and rice paper.

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

"Why should I go?" Ye Xi stared at him. Everything is here with me. Do you take a lump sum? It was all these things! Is this going to seduce my sister!

"How about 20% of the money you sell the painting?" Cheng Jia put the pen holder away and laughed. This set of things was bought in a small shop when he was shopping in Hong Kong. The shop is small, but the decoration is elegant. There are not many things in it, but everything is fine and authentic. Although it is not as good as what he used to use, it is also very good. Here, it can even be regarded as a treasure.

Cheng Jia used most of his money to buy this set of four treasures of the study, bought some more top-grade pine cigarette ink and pens, and then bought all the rice paper in the store.

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

That shop is only five dollars.

However, after spending so much money, I always have to earn back. It's good to sell a few paintings that I'm not satisfied with and get some money back.

Hearing about the money, ye Xi's eyebrows and eyes immediately smiled. He picked up Ling Qingyu's empty mineral water bottle, jumped down the cliff and went to the spring.

Ling Ma was so surprised that she put her head down when she saw his red figure walking through the forest and nothing happened.

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

"Well, generally, I'm not reluctant to sell the paintings I'm not satisfied with if the price offered by someone is also reasonable." Winking at Ling Qingyu, Cheng Jia said with a smile, "otherwise, why do you think there will be my paintings sold outside?" The money he sold naturally became his own private house, which was also a large amount over the years. Later, he gave them four cases of money to do what they had to do that day.

As the legitimate son of the Cheng family, the youngest number one scholar of the Zhou Dynasty and the youngest high-ranking civil servant, can you save private houses like this?

Ling Qingyu's eyes blink, blink, blink again

Touching her head, Cheng Jia pressed the Paperweight on the rice paper and said with a smile, "well, turn in all your favorite works and 80% of the money for selling paintings. How about it?" The money left is enough to buy paper and pens.

Ye Xi took the water and rushed up from the bottom of the cliff, saying, "can't you share this sold one with me? If you paint this one well?"

"Then hang it 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, studied the ink, and looked up, Cheng Jia's Qi subsided, and Ling Qingyu didn't make a sound. He walked to the stone railing beside the pavilion and sat down, looking at the scenery, and then at Cheng Jia, who had his own scenery in the pavilion.

Ye Shiyi sat down behind her across the stone railing, let her lean on her body, and put her hands around her waist.

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The mountain breeze is blowing. Although it is in the south, the late winter wind is still cool, blowing on the body with thin sweat, cool and refreshing.

The embrace behind is very warm, and the strong heartbeat seems to stick to the back, which makes Ling Qingyu unconsciously think of what he said after last night's happiness.

At that time, his eyes seemed to be dripping with water, and his thin red lips were delicate and charming. He whispered, "sister, in the next life, let eleven be your pig?"

She was stunned at that time, pig? Seeing his eyes flashing, he thought for a long time before he remembered that what he said was only a small fragrant pig. A kind of small pig popular in Guangdong, suckling pig is the best to eat, and it can also be a pet.

Because they are small and grow small, each of them is very cute. When she passed the restaurant for dinner at noon, she said that it is also good to have this kind of pet.

But pigs

Looking at Ye Xi's beautiful face, no matter how cute the pig is, Ling Qingyu can't connect the two.

"Well." Ye Xi nodded seriously, straightened up and groaned seductively under her fingers. "My sister raised me, fed me personally, and hugged me to sleep. When I grow up to eat, my sister will kill me with her own hands and make me a delicious dish. How about eating it mouth by mouth?"

At that time, her shock has been echoing in her chest until now

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

Gently kissed her scarlet ear, and ye Xi hugged her a little, thinking of her reaction last night with satisfaction.

She ate him several times. Maybe she had a rest for a period of time. She recovered her strength. She ate fiercely and rudely, which made him wear a high collar with great joy today.

He didn't say a word. In his last life, he died too miserably, which made her sad for a long time. Then in this life, he will never neglect and make that big mistake again. In this life, he will accompany her to white head, and he can't walk until her deadline comes. He will take a step first until the day when her deadline comes. Anyway, there is a guy who can carry it. Then, at that time, he will ask to be cremated with her, and the ashes will melt together, No longer divide each other.

The cremation here is really good!

When Hua stirred Zhou Ziqing and several others to climb up breathlessly, Cheng Jia had stopped writing.

Although I was half dead tired, when I saw the painting, several people didn't feel their eyes bright and rushed up directly.

With just a few strokes, the distant mountains are like Dai, clouds are swirling like fantasy, and the nearby mountains carefully outline the majestic and steep meaning. A vigorous pine is stretched out on the cliff, and a squirrel on the branch is holding a pine cone and eating it sweet. On the top of the mountains below the painting, there is a small pavilion, which points out the appearance of a pair of men and women hugging and kissing in the pavilion with a light ink shadow.

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

"Good idea!" Ye Xi had rushed forward before them, took the painting and let the wind dry the ink. He took out a painting tube from his backpack and put it in, humming, "where's my 20%?"

Cheng Jia was stunned and said with a smile, "don't you keep it?"

Ye Shiyi glanced at him obliquely and snorted, "hum, I can't see it clearly. Who knows who it is! Draw it clearly next time!"

"Well, there's a charge." Cheng Jia laughed as she packed up her pen and ink.