A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 196 The Appearance of Sleeping Beauty
As soon as Meng Yan raised her head, she met Yin Heng's half-down gaze.She thought to herself, her mother had already seen her and taught her a lesson anyway, so why not hug her for a while, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of push?
So she wrapped her arms around Yin Heng's waist with peace of mind, and really hugged him for a while longer.

Although the behavior of the monkey not returning is very bad, the result is quite optimistic.

Yin Heng had a very clear masculine aura, and there was only a faint trace of acacia smell left on his clothes, and the rest was like the smell of breeze and sunshine.

After the meal, Meng Yan and Yin Heng went to the street and bought some more pens, ink, paper and inkstones and came back.Meng Yan didn't study the Four Treasures of the Study, but Yin Heng was knowledgeable and knew what was good and what was not.

There are many types of paper for drawing and writing, and Yin Heng only chose the common and practical one.

After returning home, Meng Yan put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in Yin Heng's room, leaving a table for him to paint.

Meng Yan asked: "Heng, do you want to look for inspiration first?"

Yin Heng nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes, yes."

"Then how do you find inspiration? Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Yin Heng looked at the night outside the window, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

There is a faint moon shadow in the courtyard, but it is almost invisible against the background of the corridor lamp.

Meng Yan said, "Then you should have a good night's rest and start tomorrow."

Yin Heng said: "Okay."

She knows that creation depends not only on talent, but also on inspiration, so she is not in a hurry for this moment.So Meng Yan went back to her room and went to sleep, planning to prepare for it tomorrow.

After Meng Yan left, Yin Heng closed the door, and then rolled the wheelchair to the table.

He slowly spread the drawing paper on the table and smoothed it with a paperweight.When Monkey Bugui came in through the window, Yin Heng was pouring water into the inkstone, it ran under Yin Heng's bed as usual, and took out the two wooden sticks for Yin Heng to practice walking.

While grinding the ink, Yin Heng said, "I have other things to do tonight."

The dim light in his room was always on.

The next day, Meng Yan got enough sleep, and when the time came, she excitedly went to Yin Heng's room to wake him up.

I didn't want to push open the door, and a scent of ink came to my face.Meng Yan took a closer look, and saw that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were still on the table as yesterday, but the difference was that there was still ink left in the inkstone, while on the table was a painting of distant mountains and heavy buildings.

Meng Yan was stunned.

Although it is just an ink painting, but the distant sky is the same color, and the mountains and towers reflect each other, which is very artistic.It makes people feel as if they are in the scene, placed in the misty blue sky, climbing high and looking far, open and magnificent.

This painting is not small, half of the drawing paper has already hung out of the table, and it is full of mountains and peaks. Next to the drawing paper is a used pen dipped in ink. It looks complicated but not messy, with a sense of chic.

Subconsciously, Meng Yan raised her head and looked towards the bed, searching for Yin Heng's figure with her eyes.

Sure enough, he still fell asleep and didn't wake up. He must have fallen asleep very late last night.His black hair was scattered by the pillow like ink, and a strand of his white clothes hung down to the side of the bed, giving him the appearance of a Sleeping Beauty.

Afraid of waking him up, Meng Yan quietly came to his bed and sat down, watching him quietly for a while.She wanted to caress his eyebrows with itchy hands, but she thought that he must be very tired, so she didn't bother him.

Meng Yan didn't plan to wake him up anymore, let's wait until he wakes up.

She got up and was ready to leave the room to warm his breakfast in the pot.Just turning around, before he could take a step, his wrist tightened, and a force suddenly pulled her back, pulling her straight down.

As soon as Yin Heng retracted his arms, he directly pulled her into his arms, tightly wrapping around her waist.

Meng Yan was buried between his clothes, suffocating for breath.

Only then did he slowly open his closed brows, his eyes were vaguely clear, and there was a bit of sleepiness between his brows.

"So you're awake." She said softly.

Yin Heng's voice was slightly hoarse, "I just woke up."

The two hugged each other quietly for a while, Meng Yan said again: "Didn't it be agreed to start today? Why did you start secretly last night?"

Yin Heng whispered in her ear: "I fell asleep at first, but I suddenly had an inspiration while I was asleep."

Meng Yan said: "Inspiration is something you can't come across, but you should try to stay up late as little as possible." She slightly got up from his arms, looked at Yin Heng and said: "Originally, you can just draw a few casually, but Now that your paintings are so good, how much do you have to sell them for? According to the consumption level in this city, it is not easy to sell if the price is too high."

Yin Heng also looked at her, and then raised his hand to pull off the hairpin that tied her hair, all the blue hair fell down from the back of her head, and entangled between his fingers.Holding her hair, he asked her casually, "How much do you think it should be sold for?"

Meng Yan made some calculations in her mind and said, "Is five taels of silver okay?"

Yin Heng paused, looked at her and said, "Five taels of silver?"

Meng Yan asked, "Is there too much?"

Yin Heng let out a low laugh.He pressed her lower back, hugged her in his arms again, and whispered softly: "As long as you are happy, you can sell it for a tael of silver."

As everyone knows, those handwritings of his in the past, not to mention five taels of silver, even 5000 taels to tens of thousands of taels, and there were people in the capital rushing to buy them.

But in this small place, the asking price was five taels of silver, and Meng Yan was still worried that the price was too high.It's not that Yin Heng's paintings are not good enough, but that they are too good, but the people's consumption level is not going up, and the goods are not equivalent!

So Meng Yan felt uncomfortable in her heart, she kissed Yin Heng's ear, and told him: "Ah Heng, next time you don't draw so well, or I think it would be a pity to sell it to others. You can just draw casually." .”

Yin Heng half-closed his eyelids, and as her soft lips touched his ears, the breath also went to his ears, and he secretly tightened his arms around her.

Yin Heng said in a low voice: "Well, how casual do you want to be?"

Meng Yan said: "Just like you usually draw paper lanterns, you won't bother so much. What's the big deal, let's sell lanterns. I'll make lanterns and you draw paper lanterns."

Yin Heng raised his lips slowly, and said, "Fortunately, this doesn't take much effort."

At that time, the Xia family called Meng Yan outside.Meng Yan hurriedly got up from Yin Heng's arms, and Yin Heng let her go easily.

She randomly gathered her hair, tied it back with a hairpin, and said: "Heng, it's time for breakfast, do you want to sleep a little longer, I'll warm it for you, and eat when you wake up?"

Yin Heng said: "I am also getting ready."

Meng Yan said: "Then get up slowly, don't worry, I'll go out first."

"it is good."

When Xia called Meng Yan, Meng Yan didn't dare to answer, otherwise, if Xia heard that Meng Yan was in Yinheng's room, she would have to be punished again.So she sneaked out of the room like a thief.

When the door was closed outside, Meng Yan couldn't help but look up two more times.

After seeing this, I was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)