Mad Queen

Chapter 1119 I owe her

"Girl, can this man and woman kiss each other... I'm holding your handwriting, it's inappropriate..."

Gu Yan took a step back with a sneer, and made an inviting gesture.

"Either, you write it yourself, or, if you say it, I can write it for you... But it's not suitable for me to write with your hand..."

Unexpectedly, Jun Xiangsi still looked at him burningly, with a look of reluctance.

Gu Yan was horrified by the look: "Don't look at me like this...it's useless if you look at me..."

"Didn't you say you want to compensate me?!"

Gu Yan: "..."

The word "compensation" was like a thorn stuck in his heart.

Can't go up, can't get down, it's very uncomfortable to get stuck.

"But...but I have already drawn a portrait for you just now..."

It's not over yet, is it? ?
Didn't it mean that after painting that painting, it would be regarded as compensation?

How could he go so far as to ask him to hold her handwritten poems? ?
When did he, Gu Yan, attract women to like him so much?
Could it be that they are going to be lucky? ?
……

All kinds of years were running around in Gu Yan's mind, but in the end he suppressed the boiling flame.

Because Jun Xiangsi was still looking at her with that sad and sad eyes.

See what this means, if he refuses to agree, I will beat him to death today! !
have to! !

Just accept her this time! !

Who let himself owe her a painting, and also owe her a life-saving favor? !

"Then... let's make a deal!! This poem...is finished, then the matter of this painting, that's it...a write-off??"

"it is good!!"

Jun Xiangsi agreed very happily, and waited with a charcoal pencil.

Gu Yan hesitated and muttered for a long time, then took her hand——

"Linglong Dice An Hongdou, I don't know if I miss you deeply..."

Jun Xiangsi groaned, and following Gu Yan's hand, wrote out the poem stroke by stroke.

As the handwriting was written, Gu Yan's heart moved inexplicably.

On Acacia Jun's hair bun, there is a faint fragrance of Albizia julibrissin, which is intoxicating.

This was the first time he had come into close contact with a strange woman, and for a while, he became inexplicably distracted.

After writing the last word, he forgot to let go of her hand in a daze, but just held her hand quietly, and the two of them kept that posture motionless.

Flowers fall leisurely, fall on the canvas, and then slide down.

Gu Yan's eyes trembled, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, he withdrew his hand abruptly and stood still.

"Sorry, I……"

"You didn't do anything wrong, why do you keep saying sorry?!"

Jun Acacia looked sideways, looking at him charmingly.

"Don't you want to know...why do I have to let you hold my hand and write this poem?"

Gu Yan's expression froze: "Why?"

Judging from Jun Xiangsi's conversation, she shouldn't be such a hypocritical girl who has no self-respect! !

"Because I can't write..."

Gu Yan frowned - the reason has already been said just now! !

If you can't write it, who wrote the poem above? !
This is the first time he knows this poem, so naturally he can't write it! !
However, in the next second, he understood somewhat——

Perhaps, what Jun Xiangsi meant was not that she couldn't write the meaning of this poem, but that she couldn't write words on that canvas! !

Staring suddenly, he looked into her eyes in horror.

"You...you don't mean, you...can't write on this canvas?!"

(End of this chapter)