The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

Yu Muxi slowly put down the paper-cut in her hand, picked up a new one, and repeated the method the teacher just taught, trying to complete one by herself.

The paper-cutting teacher saw that Luo Wanfeng's focus was not on paper-cutting, so he deliberately asked, "Third Young Master, what about yours?"

Luo Wanfeng immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at the paper-cutter, his eyes darkened slightly, unable to do anything with the scissors and the red paper.

The paper-cutting master understood the thoughts of young people, and said with a smile: "Look at how this little girl cuts, learn and learn."

Yu Muxi froze for a while, and paused for a moment. Although she was reluctant, she didn't deliberately refuse. She continued to fold the paper and cut it slowly.

Halfway through the cut, she forgot and asked the paper cutter for the next step.

Luo Wanfeng didn't have any thoughts or actions to learn from.

He stood up, went to the drawer, took a pen and returned it.

He frantically wrote three characters, pushed them in front of the paper-cutter, and said softly, "Teach me to cut these characters."

The paper-cutter was stunned staring at the words.

Yu Muxi glanced at the words on the paper curiously, then froze, and looked at Luo Wanfeng in astonishment.

Written on the red paper: "Yu Muxi"

The paper-cutting master frowned, picked up the font and studied it. For an experienced master like him, no paper-cutting is difficult for him.

Yu Muxi's heart trembled inexplicably, she wanted to ask in confusion, but couldn't ask.

Why learn to cut her name?

Do you want to paste her name on the glass window?Or stick it on a tombstone?

This bastard who is so bad to the bone is getting more and more inexplicable.

After breaking down the steps, the paper-cutting artist smiled slightly, "Okay, take the paper and follow me, don't make mistakes!"

Luo Wanfeng picked up the scissors and paper, and studied very seriously.

Luo Yiyi and Chen Zhina, who were not far away next door, had no intention of learning paper-cutting at all, and the two pairs of eyes kept looking at them.

There is some distance between them, and I can't see what they are cutting or talking about.

Chen Zhina's jealous eyes almost overflowed with juice.

After a while, Luo Wanfeng's paper-cutting was completed.

The moment he opened the paper-cut, the three characters Yu Muxi were integrated into one, showing the general shape in a lace circle.

Luo Wanfeng looked at the name he had cut out by himself, smiled in satisfaction, and put it in front of Yu Muxi.

"Here you are," he said.

Yu Muxi was not unusual, but she just glanced at it and felt that he had blasphemed her name.

"Thank you." A perfunctory sentence without emotion.

Luo Wanfeng could hear her attitude.

He didn't take it to heart.

Picking up another piece of paper, I continued to repeat the paper-cutting of these three characters, and even added my own creativity to make some changes on the lace.

Yu Muxi learned several simple ways of window paper-cutting from her master, and Luo Wanfeng also cut out several pieces of Yu Muxi's name and put them all in front of her.

After cutting the window paper, stick it up.

These things are already available to buy, but the old lady likes traditional culture and hopes to pass it on.

A piece of window paper costs only a few yuan, and the most expensive one is only a few hundred yuan.

And the two masters she invited back cost tens of thousands of yuan a day.

Next, sweeping the dust and offering sacrifices to the stove, nothing is treated carelessly.

Everyone is very busy.

It was also the first time for Yu Muxi to spend the New Year in the north, and she found it very interesting.

At lunch, everyone gathers together, lively and lively.

The food on the table was dazzling, but Yu Muxi ate very little. She didn't like heavy and fatty fish and meat very much.

"Xiao Xi, when will you go back? I'll ask someone to drive you." Grandma Luo asked suddenly.

Hearing this, everyone present had different reactions.

Some people are reluctant, some people are contradictory,

Some people were excited and excited that they could finally send Yu Muxi away.

Yu Muxi said softly: "It should be the day after tomorrow. I can just book the bus ticket online, so I don't need to trouble grandma to find me a car."

"There is a car at home, so it's very convenient to take you back." Grandma Luo insisted.

Yu Muxi couldn't refuse anymore, so she nodded and said, "Thank you grandma."

Luo Wanfeng didn't know how to eat, so he put down his chopsticks.

It felt like something was blocking my chest, and I couldn't explain the suffocation.

Grandma Luo glanced at Luo Wanfeng, and said, "Wanfeng sent you back before, and he knows the way, so let him take you back to your hometown."

Yu Muxi immediately refused: "No need, grandma. Brother Wanfeng is so busy...he..."

"I'm not busy." Luo Wanfeng's faint voice came.

These words shocked everyone present.

Only the old lady smiled like a flower.

"Then it's settled," said the old lady.

Everyone was very upset about this meal.

At noon, Yu Muxi followed Luo Wanfeng and left Nanyuan.

She walked in front, Luo Wanfeng walked behind.

On the long Garden Avenue, Luo Wanfeng looked at her slender back and fell into deep thought.

"Yu Muxi." Luo Wanfeng called her from behind.

Yu Muxi stopped, shrank her neck, tucked her hands into her sleeves, shivering slightly from the cold, and turned to look at him.

Luo Wanfeng made a decision, and said sincerely: "At night, wait for me in the living room, I have something to tell you."

Yu Muxi frowned, "If you have anything to say, you can say it now."

Now?

Not quite right.

"I have something to go out, I'll tell you tonight." Luo Wanfeng left this sentence, turned and left Beiyuan.

Yu Muxi was so cold that she stomped her feet in the snow, and didn't even bother to guess what he said, she rolled her hands shyly and rushed into the big room with heating.

At night, Yu Muxi came to the living room to wait as scheduled.

She was bored waiting, so she picked up the study materials for a first-level constructor and read them carefully.

The time is ten o'clock in the evening.

There was the sound of a car outside Beiyuan, it was Luo Wanfeng who had returned.

Yu Muxi didn't expect too much, she just hoped that nothing would happen before she left.

outside the door.

Ah Qian followed behind, and when he reached the door, Luo Wanfeng stopped and said, "Ah Qian, come here."

Ah Qian walked to Luo Wanfeng's side, "Third Young Master, what are your orders?"

"I'm a little drunk tonight." Luo Wanfeng said.

Aqian was puzzled, "Third Young Master, you have the physique to never get drunk after a thousand glasses of wine, how did you get drunk after just a few glasses of wine?"

Luo Wanfeng took a breath slowly, this subordinate was too dull.

"Just say I'm drunk later, just leave it to Yu Muxi, don't worry about the rest." Luo Wanfeng said in a low voice.

Even if Aqian didn't know what he meant, he just responded, "Okay."

Luo Wanfeng put his hands on his shoulders, and the two walked into the gate of Beiyuan.

The sound of pushing the door.

Yu Muxi looked up from the book.

The bodyguards helped Luo Wanfeng in.

What's going on?

Yu Muxi put down the book in her hand, stood up and asked nervously, "What's wrong with him?"

"Drunk." The bodyguard put Luo Wanfeng on the sofa.

He took advantage of the situation and lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The bodyguard bowed and left after speaking.

Looking at the unconscious Luo Wanfeng, Yu Muxi froze in place, somewhat astonished.

Luo Wanfeng had something to say to her, but he came back drunk?

Her heart was beating wildly, and there was a little impulse in her heart.

This is a rare opportunity.

"Brother Wanfeng." Yu Muxi called him, approaching cautiously.

The faint smell of wine on the man's body wafted into his nostrils, Yu Muxi knelt down beside Luo Wanfeng, and called him several times, but still saw no movement from him.

She slowly stretched out her hand to touch him, along the coat, and touched into the clothes on the chest.