The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Everyone moved to Liu Rushi's boudoir.

The boudoir is very spacious, with a strong scent of powder and a nice fragrance.

This is not so much a boudoir as it is a study room, because there are several bookshelves against the wall, which are full of books without any dust, it can be seen that Liu Rushi often reads them.

A large desk is placed near the window. The four treasures of the study room are complete, and some delicate and beautiful calligraphy are hung on the walls, making this boudoir look warm and delicate, which shows how wonderful and beautiful the owner is.

"The room is small, just sit on the bed." A shy red cloud appeared on Liu Rushi's pretty face, and she had a good impression of Zhang Dong in her heart. She was so easy to talk, and she was really willing to accept her assessment.

"Little beauty, don't be polite, just write. I really don't believe that you can write beautifully at such a young age." Zhang Dongxie said with a smile.

"Then it's a shame."

Liu Rushi smiled coquettishly, spread out a piece of white paper on the desk, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote: "I see how charming Qingshan is, and Qingshan should be like this when he sees me."

The handwriting is delicate and agile, like an orchid in an empty valley, like a bright moon in the sky, it is extremely beautiful.

Zhang Dong, Daji, and Ma Xianglan were all dumbfounded. It is simply unbelievable that a 14-year-old girl can write such beautiful characters. After all, besides talent, writing requires years of hard work.

What they didn't know was that Liu Rushi was extremely talented in calligraphy. If she hadn't been forced by life to live in a brothel, if she hadn't been a weak woman, she would definitely have become a famous calligrapher in history.

"I'm laughing." Liu Rushi put down his pen and said coquettishly, "Young master, please go back. You are a good person, and a good person will definitely be rewarded."

The madam quickly put her head close to Liu Rushi's ear, and said in a warning tone: "If so, this young master is very noble and majestic at first glance, he must be a high-ranking and wealthy person. To meet such a gentleman is really once in a thousand years, so don't miss it."

"He is not a romantic and talented man, and he does not fit the image of a gentleman in my mind."

Liu Rushi bit her lips tightly with her white teeth, her pretty face was full of stubbornness, and she was ready to be punished afterwards.

"Giggle..."

Hearing this, Su Daji and Ma Xianglan covered their mouths and snickered at the same time. Zhang Dong was rude earlier and beat Zhou Dengdao and the two followers out. Naturally, Liu Rushi mistakenly thought that Zhang Dong was a rude warrior. He hooked up with the flamboyant wit.

Zhang Dong was also a little embarrassed, coughed, and said: "Little beauty, brother is the most romantic talent in the world, and he is your dream lover, but you definitely won't believe it. Come on, brother write a A poem, you will know."

Of course Liu Rushi didn't believe it at all, but she still stepped aside and watched with disdainful eyes, wanting to see what kind of poems and characters Zhang Dong could write.

Zhang Dong smiled casually, raised his pen, and wrote on the white paper:

The farthest distance in the world

not tree-to-tree distance

but a branch that grows from the same root

But can't depend on the wind

The farthest distance in the world

It's not that the branches can't depend on each other

But the stars looking at each other

but no trajectories

The farthest distance in the world

not the tracks between the stars

but even if the trajectories intersect

But in the blink of an eye, nowhere to be found

The farthest distance in the world

Not the distance between life and death

I'm standing in front of you

you don't know i'm him

Today's Zhang Dong has integrated the calligraphy of master calligraphers throughout history, and has found the way of beauty. Even Hua Wushuang, who once found the way of beauty, may not be able to surpass Zhang Dong's calligraphy.

So, as soon as he finished writing, he put down his pen, and some rules of the world of beauty emerged out of thin air and turned into beautiful flowers, which were integrated into this calligraphy one by one, making this calligraphy more beautiful Huan, gorgeous beyond compare, is truly unprecedented, unmatched by anyone else.

Although Su Daji and Ma Xianglan had already seen Zhang Dong's calligraphy, they were instantly lost when they saw such a beautiful font.

As for the madam, she had been lost for a long time. She stared dumbfounded and turned into a clay sculpture without any movement.

Liu Rushi was even more like being struck by thunder, numb all over, unable to move at all, the only thing he could do was to widen his beautiful eyes, the eyes shot out the intoxicating light, projected on such a calligraphy, lost in such a magnificent calligraphy realm in.

And the two lines of characters she wrote just now compared with one, it's like written by a child who just learned to write, it's really useless, it's like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon, like the difference between the earth and the sky.

What kind of genius is he?

Where did he come from?

Why have I never heard of such a master of calligraphy in the world, even Wang Xizhi can't compare with him.

After she finally woke up a little bit, she had the heart to savor the content of the strange poems written by Zhang Dong carefully, and then she was infected by such philosophical and affectionate poems, and the tears could not stop flowing down , flowing on the pretty face, but I kept thinking silently in my heart: the farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I am him...

A tissue appeared in Zhang Dong's hand, and he gently wiped the tears on her pretty face, his eyes full of pity.

Liu Rushi felt that she had been melted and her heart had fallen, so she suddenly threw herself into Zhang Dong's arms, hugged Zhang Dong's neck, looked at Zhang Dong affectionately, a bright red cloud appeared on her pretty face, and shouted coquettishly: " Young master, I recognize you, you are him, you are him, take me away, take me away quickly, no matter how much wind and rain there is, how many tribulations there are, I will be in the same boat with you, and we will share weal and woe..."

Zhang Dong was really moved, because of Liu Rushi's passionate and unrestrained feelings, for such a wonderful and moving woman, for himself to obtain such a peerless beauty who ranked first among the eight beauties of the Qinhuai River.

Holding her tightly in his arms, he said softly, "Baby, there is no wind and rain, no tribulations ahead, only bright sunshine..."

"Young master, I have been waiting for you for many years!"

Liu Rushi was extremely happy and emotional, and imprinted the fragrant cherry mouth on Zhang Dong's lips.

"This is a little girl who is only 14 years old. She is so mature. However, in this age, a 14-year-old girl can already get married." Zhang Dong sighed in his heart, but he couldn't bear this. Tempted, and kissed her passionately.

There was a deep envy on the face of the bustard, envious that Liu Rushi had such a good life, won the love of such a young man with both civil and military skills, wealth and wealth, and would definitely be rich in the future and live a happy life.

After a long time, lips and tongue parted, Liu Rushi was limp in Zhang Dong's arms, the spring in her beautiful eyes was about to overflow, the love and happiness in her heart were about to overflow, when she regained her strength a little, she happily tidied up her things, bid farewell to the sisters, farewell Bustard, Xing Ran went with Zhang Dong.

(The second one will be delivered, ask for a monthly ticket and a red ticket.)