My Mr. Lou is Lemonade

Chapter 581 What are you thinking!I am your elder

"Third Master, you You You are too close."

Wen Wan froze, feeling that something was wrong, even if the elders instructed her to write brush calligraphy, this... would be too close.

She could almost feel his warm breath from the profile of her face, her heart was pounding like thunder, for fear that he would hear her.

He flicked the pen casually, flinging it on the pen holder of the mountain trip, still sticking very close to her, turning his body slightly to look at her directly, and then slapped his head, "What are you thinking! I am your elder."

"Oh."

Lou Yan pursed his lips lightly, playing with this little girl, it seemed quite amusing.

"Practice quickly."

Wen Wan took a deep breath, grabbed the lowercase script and began to paint red with great effort, but the writing was extremely weak, completely different from the line he wrote just now.

I was a little disappointed.

In the middle, Lou Yanqing gave guidance a few more times, of course holding onto her handwriting.

But every time Wen Wan finds it difficult to concentrate, she tries to keep her body away from each other and not get too close.Lou Yanqing's body smelled of clear pine nuts mixed with sandalwood. It smelled calming, as if unconsciously wanting to listen to his instructions and do what he said, just like dangerous animals that are good at exuding certain scents. It's like a kind of poisonous mist to confuse people.

Wen Wan always felt that this man was dangerous, and subconsciously wanted to avoid him.

Lou Yanqing saw Wen Wan's intentions, and supported her waist with the other hand that was originally on the table, "Don't be too stiff, lower down, writing in this posture won't be too tiring."

Wen Wan's body froze, and she instinctively pulled it away, but felt a little bumped into his arms. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, lunch is ready."

Wen Wan took advantage of the situation to push Lou Yanqing away, and said politely: "Master, you go down first, I'll clean up the study."

Lou Yan looked at her indifferently, how could he not know what this little thing was thinking, that he didn't want to get along with him.The more she was like this, the more he wanted to tease her.

"Leave it alone, go down to eat first. I still have to write in the afternoon."

"Ah—" I still have to write! The 17-year-old girl naturally showed the expression of being given homework by the teacher. She secretly poked and shook her hand, but was grabbed by Lou Yanqing.

"Sour?" Lou Yanqing grabbed her little hand, which was warm and soft. He didn't want to let go of it, and rubbed her finger joints with the other hand pretending to be serious, "You just learned calligraphy, so sour?" is normal."

Wen Wan felt weird in her heart after being rubbed, and her face was flushed with embarrassment.

Lou Yanqing thought it was cute, but she wanted to pinch it but couldn't do it openly, so she took a step closer, her voice fell from her head, and she asked seriously, "What's wrong? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Wen Wan raised her head instinctively, feeling a little apprehensive in her heart: this distance seems to be too close.

"Stupid burn?" As soon as the voice fell, he put his big palm on her forehead, and pretended to be confused and said, "It's not very hot, why is your face so red?"

The big palm slid along the way, and landed on her flushed little cheek, touched it lightly, and pulled it away without any trace.

Sure enough, it is very elastic.

Wen Wan swallowed her saliva, her heart beat violently, and she trembled when she spoke, "Third Lord, let's go eat."

Wen Wan withdrew her hand, lowered her head, quickly opened the door of the study, rushed downstairs, and was about to trot to the kitchen for dinner, but was stopped by Uncle Nian.

"Miss Wen, let's eat here. There are no servants in the other courtyard, and we don't eat alone. I always eat with the third master on weekdays. "

Lou Yanqing came down the stairs slowly, and raised the corners of his mouth when he heard the words.

(End of this chapter)