Chapter 494

But what does it feel like?

Gu Nan Yi wants to ask clearly, but intuitively feels that Feng Zhiwei will not tell him the answer. She is very clear to him about the rest of her affairs. Only when she gets closer, she will be weird. If she asks her, she will educate her with the sentence "whether men and women are given or not".

Gu Nanyi is a studious and persistent child. According to his previous belief in learning martial arts, if you can't pass it, you'll have to be tough. Don't be afraid of it. If you try a few more times, it will come naturally.

So he decided not to waste time confused, as long as try a few more times.

So he stretched out his hand and decided to copy Feng Zhi Wei in his arms and do it again.

Feng Zhiwei has already sobered up. He moved his hand, and she immediately turned over and looked at the red corner. She also felt a slight jump in her heart. She remembered that he had licked the wine from her lip corner earlier, but he was calm and didn't think so. She just tasted the wine. Now, it seems that there are some dissimilarity?

So he quickly jumped over the table to the other end of the painting case and said with a dry smile: "walnut Let's draw walnuts... "

Gu Nanyi looks at her and estimates the distance between the tables. He thinks it's OK to catch her every other case. However, it may be difficult not to turn over the inkstone. Because Feng Zhiwei's reaction and lightness skills are getting better, he suddenly gets a little upset. He feels that he has been giving too much guidance to fengzhiwei's martial arts.

In a flash, young master Gu made a decision. He thought that fengzhiwei's martial arts training was enough now. He didn't need to be better. Anyway, as long as she needed, he was responsible for protecting.

Feng Zhiwei didn't know that at this moment, master Gu made a rare decision about her selfishness. She lowered her head and soaked her ink with a pen to cover up the red tide on her face. At the same time, she wrote ink on the paper, and at the same time, she thought about how to write words with the young master, so as to change his more and more frightening small movements.

Her pen sketched on the paper, clearing her throat and saying gently as far as possible: "Nanyi, this walnut is drawn like this. It's a circle. It doesn't need to be too round. It's OK to be round in general..."

"Meat." The young master reminded her to remember to draw his favorite walnut meat.

"Oh." Feng Zhiwei casually drew another circle in the circle while thinking. The young master was not satisfied with it. He felt that the circle and the walnut meat he ate every day seemed to be nothing.

Feng Zhiwei painted walnut meat, but suddenly came to inspiration, and quickly said: "where, South clothes, walnuts want to eat walnut meat, it is necessary to break its shell, but people are not walnuts, can't think how to how, other people's shells, you have to protect and respect, nothing can't knock ah peel ah what, ah?"

"No knocking, no peeling." Mr. Gu expressed different opinions.

"It's a metaphor, a metaphor!" Feng Zhiwei sighed, thinking that it was impossible to explain such a difficult problem with the young master for a moment and a half. It was impossible to say so. She had to pay attention to it honestly. She had to finish three strokes and two strokes, put the pen aside and said, "draw well, walnut."

Far away Ning Cheng is drinking, hear this sentence probe a look, a puff of wine shot three Zhang.

Mr. Gu looked over and took one out of the bag for comparison. He thought it was a bit similar, but he didn't know what was wrong. He turned to look at a melon on the table and felt that it looked more like it.

Just want to express their opinions, suddenly listen to the outside noise, a little noise, and then quiet, and then a person's step sound, big stride toward the wing room, that step sound is not very loud, but with a bit of good upbringing convergence, not fast, not slow, but also agile, lift and fall, there is no delay, people feel that stepping on such a pace, the spirit of the people It's a decision-making, and there's a sense of control.

Feng Zhiwei eyebrows a pick, thought to walk also to have such temperament, has the control power person, may not be too many.

Then he heard the man say with a smile: "it's said that the Marquis of Wei is rare and elegant, and he is wielding his brush and painting? Can you give Xiao Wang some insight? "

Feng Zhiwei stood up and lifted the curtain. The man had already entered with a smile.

Feng Zhiwei only felt a light in front of her eyes.

The man was dressed in luxurious clothes, purple gold and ink crystal crown, coral belt, dark green line and twelve Golden Dragon King robes. His whole body was shining, but his brilliance could not suppress his outstanding temperament. However, anyone who saw this man would never be attracted by his clothes first. What he saw first must be his eyes.

It is a pair of eyes of vicissitudes and amorous feelings. It is not big, nor bright and gorgeous, but deep and distant. It seems to be a bit melancholy, not artificial melancholy, but the loneliness possessed by natural noble people. It is like the water of the abyss in the far north, the blue in the dark. However, it seems to ignite a flame, bewitch people and dance with excitement, Let people want to throw themselves into ashes, two kinds of contradictory eyes blend in that kind of eyes, interweave into a unique charm, let people look at the past, they almost fall into that kind of eyes.

In fengzhiwei's impression, a man in his thirties is the most outstanding, which can be described as unparalleled. She once thought that Xin Ziyan could be regarded as uncle's beauty first, but compared with the Regent of Xiliang, this kind of beauty is less refined by the world of mortals, with a little flimsy, like a gorgeous mask, which falls into the cherry blossoms when the wind blows.The surprise was only for a moment. After all, she was a figure who had read all the beautiful men. She immediately met her husband with a smile and said, "is it your Highness The Regent? It's very rude of me to let you go out to meet you

"It was the king who asked them not to disturb them." The Regent shook his hand. "I heard that the Marquis Wei was painting. I thought to myself, this is a rare opportunity. Don't be disturbed by our evil guests. It's not everyone who can see Wei Hou's calligraphy." As he spoke, he walked calmly to the desk. Before he arrived, he said, "is this the painting of the Marquis of Wei? Oh, it's really beautiful, beautiful and elegant, and the charm is superb Well. "

His fluent praise stopped suddenly when he saw the painting. He was so used to seeing the wind and waves that he stopped his words. He leaned against the desk and gazed at the painting. For a moment, he couldn't get a word out of it.

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