I painted skin in the cemetery for 15 years

Immediately, both Fu Caiwei and Xi Fan were slightly taken aback.

These four sentences are so beautiful.

The artistic conception and words are all superb.

Then, Wu Que said softly: "Caiwei, I have a poem for you."

Exporting poetry every day, you have to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

Fu Caiwei approached Wuque, her beautiful eyes condensed on his face.

Damn, this green tea is so beautiful, and these eyes are too lethal.

Practiced for thousands of years.

Wu Que read slowly:

Picking Wei and picking Wei, Wei also stops.Returning is returning, and there is no end to age.

Cai Wei Cai Wei, Wei also soft stop.Said to return, said to return, and the heart also stopped worrying.

Picking Wei, picking Wei, Wei also just stopped.It is said to return to return, and the age is also yang.

Delays in walking, thirst and hungry.My heart is sad, but I do not know I am sad!

In an instant!

Fu Caiwei's Taoist heart of thousand-year-old green tea has really almost broken her defenses.

The smile on his face also trembled.

It's not terrible to lick a dog, but it's terrible if a licking dog shows amazing talent.

That would be full of lethality.

As for Zhi Fan over there, his defenses had been broken long ago, tears had been pouring out wildly, and his entire beautiful face was weeping.

The whole body is cold, and the heart is dark.

I can't wait to become a nun immediately and escape into Buddhism.

Wu Que looked at the night outside, at this time the breeze was blowing, and said hoarsely: "Caiwei, you have also found that treasure, you have traveled thousands of miles, you have traveled long distances, you told me with great interest. , you walked through those places."

"Caiwei, I have been to those places too. I have been to all the places you have been to."

"The footprints you walked, I will walk again."

"That way, it feels like our lives overlap, and we can walk together for the rest of our lives."

"Every time I walk on the road you have walked, I will think."

"Does the scenery along the way still carry your breath?"

"I blew the wind that you blew, does this count as a hug?"

"I walked the road you walked, is this a meeting?"

Suddenly, Fu Caiwei's heart was really broken, her whole body became numb, and the corners of her eyes became moist instantly.

Perform it all.

Flawlessly fell into silence.

Standing under the night, it looks lonely and lonely.

After a long while, Wu Que sighed and said: "Other people's sentimentality is Huan Jun's pearl with tears streaming down her face. I wish I could meet you when I was not married. But I obviously met you earlier, Caiwei."

Immediately, Fu Caiwei's eyes were filled with tears, and she tremblingly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Wu Que said slowly: "Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sinking boat, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. Everything is over, let's go, let's go, wrong, wrong."

"Why are you here? Don't come here to congratulate me. The so-called first place in the University Examination is the most insignificant achievement I have gained in the past eight years."

Fu Caiwei closed her eyes, her thoughts calm like a tide.

Opening her eyes again, she became calm.

"Wu Que, what are your future plans?"

Wu Que said: "Compete for the position of the son, compete for the family business."

Fu Caiwei said: "But this is not what you want, you are an extraordinary person."

Wu Que said: "What I want the most is gone, I have to find a target."

Fu Caiwei said: "Come to my side?"

Wu Que turned his head: "What do you mean?"

Fu Caiwei said: "Sky Book City appreciates you very much. My teacher Ning Daoyi likes you very much and loves your articles. He is willing to accept you as an apprentice. You can become a direct disciple of Sky Book City and become an inspector of Sky Book City. We can ... get along day and night."

Wu Que said, "What about the conditions?"

Fu Caiwei said: "You leave Wen Daozi and the Reformist Party."

These things are very important, but Fu Caiwei still said it in front of Xi Fan.

Because, don't worry about others knowing.

Even the more people who know, the better.

This is the important purpose of Fu Caiwei's coming, even the only purpose.

Since Shen Wuque can't be suppressed, then pull him into your camp.

The enemy of the conservatives is not Shen Wuque, but the reformers.

Shen Wuque is the banner of reformists and the spark of a spark.

So once Shen Wuque changes his banner and joins the conservatives, it will be a disaster for the reformers.

First put Wen Daozi and others into heaven, and then send them to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Come? Come!" Fu Caiwei said softly, and then stretched out her hand towards Shen Wuque.

Qianqian's jade hands are like jade carvings.

Looking at these hands, Wu Que said slowly: "Hands are like catkins, skin is like creamy fat, collar is like grub, teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, gnat's head is moth eyebrows, you have a charming smile and beautiful eyes."

Suddenly, Fu Caiwei's hands trembled slightly, and her neck turned red.

Then, Wu Que looked at Fu Caiwei's face and said, "Caiwei, it's really strange. In the past eight years, I've missed you so much, but trying desperately to remember your face has become more and more hazy."

"My heart is like a lake, and my heart is like a mirror. When I am calm, I can learn from it clearly. I miss too much, and my mind is restless. Therefore, the memory of your face in the lake of my heart becomes less and less clear, like a layer of fog. "

"So, I want to make a painting for you, so that when I think too much and can't remember your face, I can take a look, okay?"

Fu Caiwei said softly: "Okay?"

Wu Que said, "You sit in front of the screen."

Xi Fan sat behind the screen, Fu Caiwei sat in front of the screen, and the two corresponded.

Next, Fu Caiwei sat down on the brocade pier, slightly sideways.

The charming figure is revealed.

The waist-hip curve, like a dream, has become the most attractive arc.

The straight line belongs to man, the curved line to God, and the arc to the devil.

At this time, Fu Caiwei has lost a lot of fairy spirit, revealing a little desire.

sexy!

Wu Que began to paint for her.

One quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

One hour, two hours.

The three of them remained almost motionless.

Xi Fan sat behind a screen like a sculpture, his whole body was cold, as if he had lost all senses.

The pain is beyond the limit.

Perfect, extremely serious painting.

Fu Caiwei tried her best to show her beauty.

Finally, the painting is finished!

Completely turn over the drawing paper and show it to Fu Caiwei.

In an instant!

Fu Caiwei was stunned.

In this world, there are still such good paintings?

In this world, there is such a genius paintbrush?

All along, she felt that no painter could paint her own beauty, even half of it.

I can't even draw the shape, let alone the soul, the aura.

But Shen Wuque's painting looks like the hand of the Emperor of Heaven.

Realism is the most basic, as if her whole body was printed on the drawing paper.

Flawless.

More real than a real person.

Clearer than the photo.

Never seen such a realistic painting.

I have never seen such a wonderful painting.

But it's much more than that.

This painting is not only realistic, but also full of soul.

Fu Caiwei in the painting is absolutely beautiful and has a fairy air.

But it also reveals a desire, a deeply hidden desire, sexy.

Very pure, very fairy, very lustful.

These three temperaments are perfectly blended into the painting.

The self that Fu Caiwei can perceive, even the self that she cannot perceive, is reflected in this painting.

She is really sure that 100 years ago, 100 years later, there will be no better paintings than this.

No one understands her better.

This is not only painting the skin, but also painting the bones and soul.

Fu Caiwei didn't know how much talent and painstaking efforts were concentrated in this painting.

This is... the most perfect painting in the world.

unique.

After happiness and sourness, Fu Caiwei is deeply proud.

Let's see, even if Shen Wuque has changed, he is still so humble and affectionate.

Such a talented man, such a man of extreme genius, is my Fu Caiwei's licking dog.

My whole soul and dignity are in my hands.

She was really moved.

But she deeply knew that there was only one way to make the man in front of her continue to be as affectionate as the sea.

That is to continue to abuse his emotions.

Continue to refuse and welcome, continue to ravage his soul.

Only in this way can this man want to stop, want to live and die for himself.

At this time, the sun rose.