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    Female Feng Shui Master

    Li Xin was about to say no, she was just drawing for fun, but when she turned around, he glared back at her.

    She closed her mouth angrily.

    Xue Jiangyuan asked her to take out a new piece of paper and put it on her hand. He stretched out his hand to cover her palm, covering her hand completely.

    His palms were cold and his body was cold, which was quite comfortable in the summer. Li Xin glanced at him secretly and saw that his expression was focused, so she leaned closer to him carefully.

    Cool!

    She smiled and narrowed her eyes.

    Xue Jiangyuan didn’t know her little moves, he just pretended not to notice them.

    He hugged her weakly, and the warmth on her body spread from his chest, along with the fragrance of her hair, which was refreshing and refreshing.

    Xue Jiangyuan lowered her head, and in front of her eyes was a pair of dangling earrings, drop-shaped jadeite, which made her earlobes jade-white, tender and shining.

    He blinked, taking it to heart.

    The slender palm grasped the delicate hand, and the pen and ink were dipped in the paper to describe it carefully.

    Li Xin actually knew how to do it, so the cooperation was particularly smooth. He sketched the splash-ink landscape, the curling clouds, and a pear tree in the lower right corner.

    She looked sideways and saw that he was very close. He had a full forehead, plump eyebrows, and crow-green temples like a knife, painting a handsome and handsome face.

    His long eyelashes trembled slightly, concentrating on him.

    Li Xin only had ink and cinnabar here, so Xue Jiangyuan changed his pen and lit the pear blossoms into a dark red color.

    I have to admit, his paintings are very beautiful.

    “The Marquis is both civil and military, and the daughters of the people admire him.”

    Xue Jiangyuan withdrew his hand, and Li Xin laughed and teased him.

    “You’re welcome when Marquis Meng appreciates the painting.”

    When he let go of her, the soft and smooth touch still remained in his palm.

    He put his hands behind his back and squeezed them lightly.

    Li Xin blew the paper and put some ink on it, planning to frame it when the time comes. When the limelight passes, Marquis Anping’s handwriting may be sold for a good price.

    Wait, if you want to sell it

    Li Xin’s eyes rolled around and realized that something was missing from the painting.

    She coughed lightly and put the painting down again:

    “Master Hou, you should leave your name.

    Li Xin pointed to the corner of the painting and reminded in a low voice.

    Without leaving a name, who would know it was his handwriting.

    Xue Jiangyuan didn’t feel anything was wrong, so he took her hand and wrote a line in the corner:

    Chong Wan Yan is in his arms, spitting out Linlang on the end of the hair and ink.

    Li Xin was puzzled:

    “What do you mean?”

    She could understand the meaning of this sentence, but she didn’t know why Xue Jiangyuan wrote it here.

    Xue Jiangyuan chuckled:

    “My father searched for the words for me in ancient books, and they are among them.”

    He also always kept it in mind and did not dare to despise knowledge.

    Li Xin was quite helpless. She actually wanted him to write a name simply and crudely, but it seemed that he was already very satisfied.

    Helpless, she had to put the painting away.

    Xue Jiangyuan looked at her movements, thinking of something and looking a little dazed.

    When Li Xin turned around, he had just returned to normal.

    “It’s getting late.”

    Xue Jiangyuan looked at the sky.

    He originally wanted Li Xin to rest, but he didn’t want Li Xin to misunderstand, so he waved to him and said:

    “Then you go back, I still need a while.”

    After saying that, he picked up the pen again.

    Xue Jiangyuan opened his mouth, but before his words of comfort came out of his mouth, he swallowed them down.

    After a long while, he whispered:

    “You, don’t stay too late.

    As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared.

    Li Xin thought there was something weird about him, and insisted on saying it but said no. After struggling for a long time, she decided to give up and draw the talisman on her own.

    Calculating the time, there were only a few days left on July 7th, and she had to have another ruthless sex.

    Headache.

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