Heavenly Star

Ye Shuiyao turned around and placed the long scorpion on the table, revealing the unsettled color of his face. When she turned around, she was already cold and calm. "That you taught me to paint the lotus."

Ye Wuchen still shook his head and said with a smile: "My sister took a break today, I want to draw a picture for my sister, can I?"

"give me?"

Ye Wuchen went forward, set up the drawing board, laid the drawing paper, and then moved to the door, just opposite the location of Ye Shuiyao. He whispered: "The lotus is beautiful, but how can it compare with my sister's case. I have painted alpine green water, beasts and birds, and have never painted a person. Today, I want to try to draw a pair. A beautiful woman, is my sister willing to help me?"

The expression he longed for made her softest position in the heart feel a light impact. Almost involuntarily, she nodded slightly, then stood there, waiting quietly for his description.

Ye Wuchen's gaze swept through every part of her body, from her glamorous and cold face to the white jade-like neck, to the chest that was erected by the clothes, the soft waist... One inch has not been let go. His gaze seemed to have a kind of aggressiveness that was still substantial. Ye Shuiyao even had a feeling of being gently touched by him all over the body. His eyes were constantly moving, avoiding the touch with his eyes.

From beginning to end, Ye Wuchen did not write, but smiled faintly while observing his "sister". After a full minute, Ye Shuiyao's body began to have a slight twist under his gaze of aggression. Suddenly closing my eyes, the right hand began to dance on the drawing paper quickly.

Ye Shuiyao sighed quietly and sat quietly in the chair. She clearly did not do anything, just stood quietly for a little while, but there was a deep sense of disengagement. As if his eyes took her strength.

Her eyes fell on the face of Ye Wuchen, who was closed in the eyes, and had not been removed for a long time. This is the first time Ye Shuiyao is so focused, so looking at him in such detail. Because at this time she does not have to worry about being discovered by him. Looking from his forehead, to the eyebrows, to the eyes... over and over again, so familiar, so strange, so... let her obsess.

Time passes quietly in silence, and only the sound of brushes and paper rubbing is left in the world. Ye Shui-yao’s gaze gradually faded away because of her flying thoughts, without the focal length.

"Sister, I have drawn it."

A voice awakens Ye Shuiyao in the absence of God. At this time, Ye Wuchen's gaze constantly switched between the picture board in front of her and her body, and her face was full of smiles, which seemed to be seriously compared. Ye Shui-yao gave birth to a deep expectation, and walked to Ye Wuchen in front of her eyes. At the turn of her eyes, a beautiful woman appeared in her sight...

The lake is like a mirror, the canoe is swaying with the waves, and the woman of the day is quietly standing in the boat. The beauty is beautiful and the dust is refined. A light blue dress, the color of the skin is as beautiful as the jade, the eye waves flow, the beauty of not applying powder is reflected by the water, adding a bit more gorgeous. Under the long and curved eyebrows, the bright and deep eyes are looking forward to sputum, and the corners of the mouth are slightly squirmed, bringing a smile that makes people feel lost. The shoulders are like a knife, the chest is proud, the waist is awkward, and the fiber is combined, and the teacher can't help it.

If anyone has to see such as Sri Lanka, he will be dazzled and fascinated, and he will give birth to the feeling that "this woman should only be in heaven, and how many times she sees it in the world."

"This person, is it me?"

Ye Shui-yao looked at the idiot, and his eyes were pulled as usual. In this newly completed painting, the nightmare sound overflowed.

"In addition to my sister, there are still a few people who are worthy of the best of the best. Isn't the sister even knowing it?"

Ye Shuiyao was obsessed with gaze, and tried to reach out and touch the face of the person in the painting.

"Look, how beautiful the sister on the picture is. I believe that as long as my sister smiles, the man in the whole world will be fascinated by his sister. Do you believe in your sister?"

"..."

"Just, I know that my sister hasn't laughed for a long time. Even in front of me, my sister never laughed. If my sister likes this picture, can I...send it to me." Turned my face and looked at her.

The softest position in my heart suddenly became very warm, and there was a sting in the warmth. Her lips moved a little, trying to evoke a smile of curvature, she tried again and again, but could not really laugh.

"I forgot." She shook her head and replied. I don't know how long, maybe five years ago, maybe ten years ago, she has forgotten how to laugh.

"No! Emotion is the instinct that God gives to everyone. It can never disappear completely or really forget. If my sister forgets for a while, then I will help my sister remember it?" Ye Wuchen finished, his face suddenly It’s a smirk.

Ye Shuiyao looked at him with some confusion, no nod, no rejection. Until Ye Wuchen suddenly extended his hands and pressed the soft waist on both sides of her, the fingers quickly scratched and the face narrowed.

Ye Shuiyao, who was suddenly attacked, subconsciously twisted his body to dodge, and sent out successive exclamations in his mouth. How could Ye Wuchen let her escape, her hands drifting around her waist, or scratching it lightly or heavily...

"Don't... don't... ah..."

A light smile with an impatience sounded in the ears of the two, and Ye Shuyao finally revealed a twist in the unconscious, but still a beautiful smile, and her body was already in the chaotic twist of the leaf. Without Chen’s chest, the arrogant **** honed on his chest, bringing a sense of numbness that made her almost effortless.

Ye Wuchen’s ten fingers have finally stopped, but his hands are still on her waist. “Sister, you laughed.”

Ye Shui Yao sighed heavily on his chest, his thin shoulders warm and wanted her to be so cuddling forever. Just... After a short indulgent, she gently pushed Ye Wuchen and turned her side and said softly: "Xiao Chen, I am a little tired, can you go back first?"

"Well, that sister has to rest more."

Ye Wuchen did not deliberately want to stay and went out. When he reached the door, he turned and smiled and said: "Sister smiles really nice."

The figure disappeared into sight and the footsteps gradually drifted away. The empty room, only Yu Ye Shui Yao, and a chaotic to the heart that can not be calmed down.

Before she went to the painting for her, her eyes stopped again and she could not move away. I don't know when, her eyes have been covered with a faint mist of water.

Today, she laughed and cried.

"Why is it because you are... why it is you..."

Caressing the woman on the screen, she whispered softly, and almost distressed. Finally, a drop of tears fell on the mirror-like lake in the painting...

After three days.

Today can be said to be an unusual day. Because of the rumors that have been rumored from today, everyone in Tianlong City knows that today is the day when Lin and Huajia officially decided to kiss each other. After the appointment, a few days will be the date of the marriage.

However, there is a rumor that the Ye family’s son is also interested in Miss Huajia. It is also rumored that the two actually admire each other, and the flower family is therefore prepared to refuse to make a marriage with Lin’s family and turn to Ye’s family. The most conclusive evidence is that many people have seen the flower family's main flower and shake their daughters to visit the Ye family. After coming out of the flower house, the expression is called a spring breeze.

In the morning, Tianlong Chengnan slowly came alone.

The first feeling he gave was... white. He was dressed in white, with a sash around his waist (here is a white belt), white shoes on his feet, and a white towel around his head. There are countless white dresses on the street, and his white dress makes almost everyone look. Because the dress is not only white glare, but also like a mourning. And his face was equally white and scary. In the face of various eyes, his face did not have the slightest expression fluctuations, like a pale zombie face. It is difficult to see his age from this dead man's face, maybe thirty or forty years old, maybe fifty or sixty years old, maybe he just wore a human skin mask.

His left hand is holding a sword... The scabbard and the exposed hilt are also completely white. And his name is even more scary - peach white.

He walked so quietly, and some people would notice that his steps were slow, but each step was so uniform, as if it had been accurately measured. And he did not deliberately put any momentum on the outside, a suffocating murderousness has been around the body, so that people passing through his side can not help but fight a chill.

Tianlong City... Ye Wuchen...

Looking at the front, his mouth twitched, revealing a creepy white teeth.

Tianlongcheng Linjia.

Lin's guest hall was very lively at this time, and the big ones entered and settled. Lin war stood in front of the hall and smiled in person, but he was worried. A dear banquet, originally did not need such grandeur, but they had to make a wide invitation to do this thing vigorously. Because they have to put pressure on the flower house. In the presence of so many people, he does not believe that Hua Zhentian will renege on his own and the reputation of Huajia.

The most unfortunate, there is the emperor. Although the original marriage contract was only a verbal promise, it was all personally combined and witnessed by the emperor.

Lin Xiao also said hello in the hall, and the manners of words and demeanor made these people admire. However, it is a bit weird for anyone to smell the atmosphere of this engagement. Although Lin’s family is in a big situation, there is no need to do such exaggeration. The big names in the Tianlong City are all invited. The more the Lin family is, the more they feel guilty and prudent. The rumor is true, and the flower home may really change.

"Zhuge is coming!"

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"Liu Daren is here!"

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"General Ye is coming, Ye Gongzi is here!"

The people who had been talking about each other suddenly looked at the hall with their eyes in the same breath. General Ye Ye came here. Even the original Ye Jiagong, who had nothing to do, was coming. This is somewhat intriguing.

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