Chapter 2787

"If you want, I'll make you a poem now."

"Come on, Wan'er, give me the wine."

Wang Xiaojian said.

Shangguan Waner nodded and subconsciously handed the wine gourd to Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian took the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip.

Looking at Wang Xiaojian, she drank at the wine gourd she had just drunk. Shangguan Waner blushed and wanted to say how Wang Xiaojian could drink the wine she had just drunk.

In this way, isn't it an indirect kiss?

But then she remembered that this was the wine gourd Wang Xiaojian gave her.

To say indirect kissing, she kissed Wang Xiaojian first.

At the thought of this, her face, which was slightly drunk because of drinking, became more red.

Shangguan Waner's blushing appearance is very moving, which makes Wang Xiaojian have an impulse to hold her little face and kiss her.

However, Wang Xiaojian did not do so.

He smiled and looked at Shangguan Waner. For a moment, he read a poem first.

"Guanguanju dove, in the river island, fair and fair lady, gentleman is good."

This is a poem in the book of songs, called Guan Ju. It is a love poem expressing the love between men and women.

Shangguan Waner has never heard of this poem.

However, as a scholarly young lady.

After a moment of meditation, she understood the poem.

Wang Xiaojian can easily make a poem, which is admired by Shangguan Waner.

But it was a love poem.

This makes her face slightly drunk due to drinking become more red.

Feeling the warm eyes of Wang Xiaojian at the moment, Shangguan Waner blushed and said to Wang Xiaojian, "Wang Xiaojian, this one you wrote is a love poem, isn't it?"

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "yes. Wan'er. It's a love poem. This poem is for you."

Send it to me?

Shangguan Waner trembled slightly when she heard the speech.

This is a love poem, but Wang Xiaojian gave it to her.

Shangguan Waner felt that her heart was stirred.

However, she tried to persuade herself not to think too much.

Because what Wang Xiaojian said may be to let her practice magic.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Waner nodded gently and said thank you to Wang Xiaojian.

Immediately, she read "Guan Ju" again in her heart, then raised the ink pen in her hand, and urged her spirit to write in the air.

She still writes in seal script.

However, the artistic conception of writing is completely different from that of writing when drinking.

When she wrote that she was going to drink, she had a bit of boldness in her momentum.

But at the moment, it is soft and graceful.

Like a girl in poetry, she is experiencing the confession of her lover.

"Guanguanju dove, in the river island, fair and fair lady, gentleman is good."

After a poem is written, a warm artistic conception spreads away.

Shangguan Waner also felt the spiritual power in her body, which increased a lot.

She was happy for her change, but her face was slightly red. Then she said to Wang Xiaojian, "Wang Xiaojian, how's it going? Is it OK for Miss ben to write?"

With a smile, Wang Xiaojian praised without stinginess and said, "yes, Wan'er wrote very artistic conception and beautiful words."

"Not only are the characters beautiful, but Wan'er also looks beautiful when she writes."

"Really?" Shangguan Waner's eyes are bright and her heart is rippling.

"Of course."

Wang Xiaojian smiled, looked at Shangguan Waner's beautiful little face and continued to smile: "I still have poetry. Waner, do you want to continue practicing."

"Yes."

Shangguan Waner opened her mouth without thinking. Then she was a little embarrassed. She looked up at Wang Xiaojian and said, "Wang Xiaojian, please."

"Little things."

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "let's continue."

Looking at Shangguan Waner's slim figure and beautiful face, Wang Xiaojian was "poetic".

He raised the wine gourd, took another sip of wine, and then made another poem.

"Jianjia is green and White Dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side."

This poem is called Jianjia, which is much more implicit than Guanju.

But it's also a love poem.

It means——

Large areas of reeds are green, and the dew in the morning turns into frost. The sweetheart I miss. Standing on the other side of the river.

Shangguan Waner is a young lady of scholarly family. Naturally, she understands this poem.

Feeling the artistic conception in the poem and Wang Xiaojian's gaze, Shangguan Waner's face became more red.

She was afraid to look into Wang Xiaojian's eyes and said, "Wang Xiaojian, you give me this poem, too, right?"

"Yes." Wang Xiaojian smiled and didn't deliberately flirt with Shangguan Waner. He said, "however, I don't know if this poem can improve your mana. Waner, try it."

"Yes!"

Shangguan Waner nodded gently and raised the ink pen in her hand.

She integrated the magic power into the ink pen, and then recited Jianjia in her heart.

Then she waved her pen and began to write.

Shangguan Waner's writing looks particularly beautiful.

Because, writing in the sky, she raised her head and looked soft in a women's scholar's robe.

Wang Xiaojian once looked at Shangguan Waner with burning eyes. He knew what kind of wonderful body was under the soft scholar's robe, which attracted people to commit crimes. He was very excited.

Under the gaze of Wang Xiaojian, a song "Jianjia" was formed under the pen and ink of Shangguan Waner.

"Jianjia is green and White Dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side."

Graceful and soft sentences are presented in the air in the form of magic energy.

Shangguan Waner felt again that her mana had increased a lot.

Looking at the words written by herself, Shangguan Waner's face became red.

After writing it by herself, she realized the beautiful artistic conception in poetry.

She even has a spring heart and wants to start a beautiful love right away.

Shangguan Waner tried to restrain this idea. Then she turned and looked at Wang Xiaojian's handsome face and said, "Wang Xiaojian, it's written. Is Miss Ben good?"

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "Wan'er, you write very well. Your words are so beautiful. There is a pleasant feeling."

Hearing Wang Xiaojian's generous praise, Shangguan Waner felt very sweet.

She blushed and said, "Wang Xiaojian, Miss Ben is not so good. It's mainly your poetry."

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "Wan'er, don't be modest. We are all very good. It's called a perfect match."

"Yes."

Shangguan Waner nodded, and Wang Xiaojian's sentence was perfect, which made her heart beat more fiercely.

At this time, Wang Xiaojian noticed the change of Shangguan Waner's breath and said in surprise: "Waner, I feel your breath is very strong. Are you going to be promoted?"

Shangguan Waner has long felt her change.

These two poems by Wang Xiaojian have brought great benefits to her.

She thought, Wang Xiaojian is really good at it.