Su Moyang followed immediately.

"Are you still looking for him?"

The angular lips were stretched into a straight line, and the eyes shone with a faint cold light, with red threads faintly visible.

There was a cold and violent aura all over his body.

Ye Qianqian just guessed that he might have tasted something bad, but now it seems that it is more serious than that.

"What's wrong with you? He's just a friend."

They didn't do anything just now, right?Why is he so angry.

"I dislike him!"

He growled as if he was out of control. After a period of intense breathing, he seemed to be able to suppress his anger. He looked at Ye Qianqian steadily and reached out to grab her shoulders.

Her voice was pleading: "Qianqian, I feel uncomfortable when I see him. Can you please stop seeing him?"

Not only was he uncomfortable, he wanted to kill him!

When Chi Zhao told him, he didn't believe it, but he was still angry that Ye Qianqian would be in the same room with a man in the middle of the night.

Until I saw that person just now.

Somehow, the image of them together couldn't stop popping up in my mind.

He didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't stop it.

Where's the shallow gonggong sand?Why not, why not!

They are so close!His slave treated her like a mistress!

Su Moyang has never been so out of control, and his eyes are filled with cold and gloomy energy, which is heart-stopping.

But it can be seen that he is trying his best to restrain himself.

"Yuan Guang, don't be like this." Ye Qianqian hugged him and gently stroked his tight back.

Heartbroken and surprised.

He instinctively hated Jiang Yi.

But now Jiang Yi is not Ye Qianqian's adulterer, and nothing has happened. Why, why does he feel this way?

"He's not a bad person, trust me."

Su Moyang closed his eyes in disappointment.

She still wants to find him.

"If you get in contact with him, you will understand that he is simple-minded and a fool who doesn't understand everything. Also, he has a brain disease. If the cause cannot be found, he will not live long."

Su Moyang was silent, and he could feel that his breathing had stabilized by his ear.

Ye Qianqian touched his face and said, "Open your eyes."

Su Moyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened them, and looked at her quietly.

"Can you stop preconceptions and get to know him just like you got to know me again?"

Something strange flashed in Su Moyang's eyes.

What does this mean?

"I don't want to know you." He muttered.

"Don't be childish." Ye Qianqian stepped forward and kissed his face, "Do you want to get to know him?"

Don't want to!

He just wanted to kick him to death and break his waist!

"Oh~ I know, you just want me to kiss you." Ye Qianqian was about to taste it.

Chi Zhao's indifferent voice sounded at an inappropriate time.

"Sir, madam, Chang Mansion has arrived."

The doorman from Chang Mansion had already come over to say hello, so Ye Qianqian could only give up.

Today I was invited to Chang Mansion. Ye Qianqian came halfway without preparing anything. However, Su Moyang brought two boxes and entered the house, only to find out how many books they contained.

According to Chang Song, it is a few rare copies that are difficult to find.

The two of them immediately entered the study, and she was taken to the old lady's side by Mrs. Chang.

Ye Qianqian came empty-handed and felt a little embarrassed.

Especially the old lady was too enthusiastic and said her hair was too plain. She took out a box of jewelry and made signs on her head.

Finally, a golden hairpin as thick as a chopstick was inserted into her.

It’s not pretty, but it’s worth the money!

Ye Qianqian had no idea of ​​repaying her, so she just said that she would paint a portrait of the old lady.

Mrs. Chang was worried that the old lady could not sit for that long and her body would be unable to bear it.

"Don't worry, it will be quick. Just give me two quarters of an hour."

Once the facial features are drawn, she can draw the rest herself.

Ye Qianqian brought the charcoal pens with him, so the maid immediately brought some paper, pen and ink and laid them out.

Mrs. Chang saw that she was not using pen and ink, but took out a black stick from her bag and started to move.

And she didn't let the old lady sit next to her. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were still sitting cross-legged on the couch!

"This is the beginning?"

"Yes, don't worry about me, just keep chatting."

The old lady smiled "haha" as if watching a child misbehaving, and signaled her daughter-in-law not to worry about it.

The two chatted and ate dried fruits, chatting with Ye Qianqian from time to time.

Almost two quarters of an hour later, the old lady was a little tired, and she noticed that Ye Qianqian really didn't raise her head to look this way, so she smiled and asked, "How is the painting going?"

"Well, the old lady just needs to rest. All that's left is polishing."

Polish, what color should be polished?She didn’t even use paint at all!

The Chang family is a scholarly family, so the old lady naturally knows about painting. She thought Ye Qianqian was just like a child painting on the sand, just joking!

Who would have thought that when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went over to take a look, they exclaimed.

It's like a living person on paper!

Ye Qianqian didn't finish the painting. She was holding the black stick horizontally and moving her hands back and forth quickly. Straight and dense lines appeared on the paper. The lines were deep and shallow, making the face of the person in the painting three-dimensional and realistic. .

Neither mother-in-law nor daughter-in-law dared to say anything for fear of disturbing her.

What kind of painting technique is this? It's simply amazing.

Even the strands of hair can be seen clearly.

Those eyes were bright and sparkling with water inside!

The lines on her lips are clear, as if she could open her mouth to speak in the next second.

And this is just using a black stick?

What she painted was a scene of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatting leisurely on the couch. She focused on the head, while the clothes and body shape were simply outlined, but very natural and smooth.

Excellent painter.

It's amazing, this can't be practiced in a day or two.

This lady Su Moyang is incredible.

No wonder they can make such beautiful clothes.

Chang Song and Su Moyang came out of the study and drank another cup of tea before Mrs. Chang hurried over with a happy face and called them to eat.

"What are you happy about?" Chang Song asked.

"Master, my mother and I just got a baby."

Upon hearing this, Chang Song felt that it must be a woman's stuff and was not interested in asking any more questions.

Mrs. Chang saw through his thoughts and called to the back: "Yuexiang, Yuegui, open your eyes for me."

The two maids carefully took the rice paper and unfolded it slowly.

As the drawing paper unfolded, Chang Song's eyes became wider and wider.

"Okay, put it away and send it to be framed quickly." Mrs. Chang smiled proudly and waved.

Before Chang Song could take a closer look, the painting had already been taken away.

"Ma'am, this?"

"Ms. Su is an expert." Mrs. Chang praised Su Moyang.

"Is this made by Madam Yuanguang?" Chang Song looked at Su Moyang in surprise, "Which genre is this? I have never seen it before?"

"Dean, this is called sketching. It does not belong to any school. It was also taught by my wife's strange master."

"It would be great if we had a chance to meet this strange and masterful man." Chang Song sighed with regret.

Ye Qianqian helped the old lady over.

Su Moyang looked at it without any trace, and then looked away.

The Chang family attaches great importance to rules and does not speak when eating or sleeping.

After the old lady finished her meal, she patted Ye Qianqian on the shoulder, looked at Su Moyang with satisfaction, and then rested under the care of Madam Chang.

The table was removed and replaced with tea.

Ye Qianqian looked at Su Moyang several times, but he never looked back.

She felt uncomfortable holding it back, and the feeling of alienation came again.

She thought they had become intimate again in the carriage when she arrived.

But it turns out not.

By now she was sure that something must have happened.

Or, he really met Princess Huayang.

And then discover that they are soul mates who are connected?

Ye Qianqian was very angry.

He said it was him who brought it up in the beginning, but now that it's over, he just needs to say it. Will she still be entangled in it?

Why do you bother dragging people along while they cook the meat slowly?

She is angry.

No, it's more of a discomfort.

It's so frustrating.

My heart is so clogged that it hurts.

"The dean asked you something."

Su Moyang suddenly reached out and touched her leg.

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