Chapter 61 - The Heart
The person in the painting has an indescribable beauty and purity, and words are lacking in front of her. She is like ice and snow, yet paradoxically warm and bright.

What kind of scent is that? It makes people imagine the orchids blooming in the ice and snow. The fragrance is pure, elegant and flexible.

Such a goddess of the Nine Heavens, who seemed to have fallen into the mortal world, was leaning down quietly to focus on the treatment, but there were dark thorns piercing her all around, making her look ugly and hideous.

The white clothes touched by thorns were shattered, revealing blood-stained skin, like broken red plums blooming in the snow, giving it a sadistic beauty.

When ordinary people see this painting, they want to reach out and wave away the thorns for her, and they want to transform into a knight and wave a sword to protect her.

But An Junxian is not an ordinary person. He just wants to turn into the thick and ferocious dark thorns that are everywhere, swallowing and wrapping her completely.

Until the woman in the thorn cage was naked, her skin was broken, and she was covered in blood, but her face was more vivid.

The jade crystal of ice and snow is soaked in blood, the warmth and brightness are eroded by despair, and the elegance and flexibility are swallowed up by pity.

Countless messy and broken images appeared in his mind. The man's eyes were scarlet and he was breathing heavily. The uncontrollable excitement made his hands tremble and made the slowly hollow heart in his chest beat rapidly.

He was moved by her.

The man closed his eyes, suppressing what was about to come out in his heart.

"Yaoyao."

A low and hoarse male voice came from behind Leng Buding, which frightened Taoyao Yao to the point where she almost couldn't hold the scroll in her hand.

She turned around suddenly and saw a tall, slender man standing behind her at some point, casting a shadow that enveloped her, giving her an inexplicable sense of oppression.

But he was wearing a pure and harmless white suit, and his posture as he stood there was dignified and elegant, as if he was afraid of disturbing her before he spoke.

Tao Yaoyao quickly put away the scroll, stood up and said hello: "Brother Junxian."

She saw the man slowly adjusting his thin-bone gold-rimmed glasses and keeping a faint smile on his lips: "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to see the painting in your hand. Is it offensive?"

Tao Yaoyao and the actor didn't meet often. After all, the other party's dragon had no tail, and she would only greet him occasionally when he was dragged to necessary banquets.

In the few encounters with him, this movie star was not a talkative person. Unexpectedly, when we met today, he seemed to be very gentle and easy to get along with. As expected, the first impression was meant to be overturned.

Hearing the man's apology, Tao Yaoyao didn't dare respond, shaking her head like a rattle, "No, no offense, this painting is not private."

Little did Tao Yaoyao know that what she just said was a trap, she unknowingly followed it up and talked about the painting.

She saw the man raising his hand to straighten his tie as if he felt restrained. When his pale neck was slightly raised, he could see the faint blue veins emerging.

But after a closer look, it seemed that it was her illusion. Tao Yaoyao had a keen sense of art, and inexplicably felt that today's actor had a depressing and dangerous aura.

Under the projection of the light, the outline of the man's handsome face glowed with a vague sense of unreality.

The lenses covered the emotions in his eyes, and the man's voice revealed a soothing smile after being forgiven, "That's good, this painting is so beautiful, that look really amazed me, the people in the painting seem to exist only in people's imagination. The goddess among them.”

This sentence was still a trap, and the ignorant Tao Yaoyao fell into it again.This time she was not as polite as before. How could Tao Yaoyao not be happy to be praised by such a perfect actor who was obsessed with countless people? She was so happy that she even felt a little elated.

Tao Yaoyao laughed and started talking more, "Brother Junxian, the person in the painting is not a fantasy, she is my favorite sister Ye."

An Junxian's eyes flashed, tempting her to continue, "Favorite?"

Tao Yaoyao nodded wildly, "Yes, yes, in my whole life, I have never met a better person than Sister Ye. I am so glad that I decided to visit the hometown of a strange anchor this time."

"Brother Junxian, you don't know how powerful Sister Ye is. She opened a live broadcast room and attracted hundreds of fans in just a few days! Well, well, she can't compare with you, the great actor. !”

"But Sister Ye is good at everything. Her cooking is super delicious. The national chef Xu Long even watches the live broadcast every day!"

"Sister Ye also knows Chinese medicine. This painting is about her using a spider to detoxify a snake and save people! Does it sound like a fantasy movie? But it is true! All the netizens who watched the live broadcast did not believe it and were scolding Everyone is reporting it, and the police even came!”

"But it can't be true. Sister Ye saved a life! She also healed my almost disfigured face!"

Tao Yaoyao raised her head, wanting An Junxian to see her face clearly, like a child showing off, "Brother Junxian, do you think my skin is in great condition? I put on lipstick today, and my face There’s nothing on it, it’s just plain makeup!”

An Junxian seemed surprised, "If you hadn't told me, Yaoyao, I would have asked you what brand of cosmetics you used. It's so clear and natural. I didn't expect it to be pure makeup. You, Sister Ye, are really skilled in medicine."

What Tao Yaoyao was waiting for was his last words. She couldn't hide the pride on her face, waved her hands again and again, and said humbly: "Sister Ye said that there is heaven and earth, and she never said how good her medical skills are, but today Mr. Zhang will Go visit her, Mr. Zhang is the master of traditional Chinese medicine."

Calling it modest, as she spoke, Tao Yaoyao couldn't help but feel proud of Sister Ye, "Brother Junxian, you are right. Sister Ye can also be said to be a goddess that only exists in people's imagination, but this The goddess materialized from fantasy.”

"Oh?"

An Junxian's voice was full of yearning, "Then your brother Junxian also wants to see the beauty of this goddess, what should you do?"

This man who ranked at the top of the pyramid in terms of charm actually said such words in such a tone that Tao Yaoyao almost raised her tail to the sky, "Brother Junxian, just watch the live broadcast! Sister Ye's live broadcast room is located deep in the mountains. Raise cubs.”

"Sister Ye has just opened Weibo, and her name is Ye Zhen from the Deep Mountains. But brother Junxian, you'd better not follow Sister Ye's Weibo. Your fans are too scary."

An Junxian chuckled with unknown meaning: "Okay, I will only watch her live broadcast room."

After gathering all the information he wanted to know, An Junxian left.

And Tao Yaoyao, one day in the future, she will regret it so much and want to go back to the present and put away the painting from the beginning. The whole fault lies in this painting.

In the dark room, there were densely packed photos and information on the table, all pointing to all of Ye Zhen's experiences, including her secret involvement with the Ye Group.

In the silent darkness, only the voices of children reciting the Tao Te Ching echoed: "Tao, Tao, very Tao..."

In such a dark and gloomy atmosphere, after listening to it for a long time, it feels eerie and terrifying. It is also blended with the melody and laughter of a man humming classical music, which makes it even more creepy.

 Yes, the actor is a big pervert! (Shasha~The author is so excited)

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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