Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

As soon as Ning Yu returned to Cuizhu Garden, Taohong came out and said, "Master, Master Shaofeng has been waiting for you for more than an hour... What's wrong with your forehead?"

Taohong came forward anxiously and took a closer look at Ning Yu's forehead: "Why is it so swollen?"

As soon as Taohong's hand touched Ning Yu's forehead, Ning Yu smiled and hid: "It's okay, I accidentally knocked her just now. Did Brother Shaofeng say what you want from me?"

Taohong looked at Ning Yu's grinning expression and couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

How could a girl who had not left the court be so careless? Fortunately, she didn't get any damage. Otherwise, she would have scars on her face in the future. What would she do?

She glanced at Ning Yu with dissatisfaction and said with a stern face: "He didn't say anything. He only said that he had something important to discuss when you come back. He seemed very anxious."

Ning Yu hurriedly hugged Taohong and made a face to her affectionately: "Sister Taohong, I didn't mean it. Besides, I didn't eat it, right?"

Taohong saw Ning Yu's bulging face and her big eyes blinking innocently, but she couldn't bear to blame Ning Yu.

She sighed and gently pointed her finger at the other side of Ning Yu's intact forehead: "It's just your skin."

Ning Yu saw Taohong regain her composure, patted her shoulder and walked towards the door.

Before entering, Si Shaofeng came out with an anxious look on his face: "Brother Yuxian, you are back. I have been waiting for you for half an afternoon."

Ning Yu paused and said, "I just went to Fan Lou to have a drink with my friends. I was delayed for a while. Brother Shaofeng is so anxious to find me, but what's the matter?"

Si Shaofeng looked around, grabbed Ning Yu and hurriedly entered the house.

Taohong took ice cubes and wrapped them in a handkerchief, and gently pressed them on Ning Yu's forehead.

At this time, Si Shaofeng also noticed the red envelope on Ning Yu's forehead: "Brother Yu Xian, how did you do this?"

Ning Yu endured the pain and said calmly: "It's okay. I accidentally took a bite just now. Brother Shaofeng hasn't eaten yet? Why don't you let Taohong go and make some dinner first?"

Seeing that Ning Yu didn't want to say more, Si Shaofeng paused and said, "I came in a hurry and haven't eaten yet, so I can just grab some food and deal with my brother in one bite."

Ning Yu looked at Taohong, who gave Ning Yu a reproachful look, then put down the ice cubes in her hand and prepared for dinner.

Ning Yu poured herself a cup of tea, took a few sips and asked, "Brother Shaofeng, what's so urgent?"

Si Shaofeng took out a storybook from his arms and handed it to Ning Yu, with a rather strange tone: "Read it for yourself."

Ning Yu took it and looked through it slowly.

This is a folk tale book called "The Story My Lord Prime Minister and I Have to Tell."

Although pseudonyms and unknown dynasties are used in the book, the lifelike little figure can be recognized at a glance. The person in the painting is Ning Yu.

The Prime Minister's painting uses an abstract painting method. Only a few simple lines will not let people see the true appearance of the person in the painting.

The book tries its best to describe how Ning Yu became the Prime Minister's dog-licker, including working hand in hand with the Prime Minister in the largest restaurant in the city, and then waiting to deliver breakfast to the Prime Minister on his way back home.

The subsequent scenes were so bold that even Ning Yu, who came from modern times, had her eyes widened.

Seeing the invincible postures of the two people in the picture, Ning Yu closed the notebook with a snap.

Is this a restricted painting book that she can read without paying?

She wiped the corners of her mouth subconsciously, smiled silly at Si Shaofeng and said, "Where did this book come from? The drawings are quite good."

Even if you can watch it, you can't be with Si Shaofeng.

She looked at Si Shaofeng's surprised mouth, which looked as if he could swallow an egg, calmly stuffed the notebook into the clothes on his chest, and continued drinking tea as if nothing had happened.

Si Shaofeng's peach blossom eyes were full of shock. He asked in disbelief: "Brother Yuxian, are you not angry at all?"

Ning Yu looked at Si Shaofeng, smiled calmly and said, "Why should I be angry?"

This is everyone's freedom, not to mention that in this book, he is painted like a tree in the wind, and he has the demeanor of a young man from an aristocratic family.

The only drawback is that the author added a phantom limb on his own initiative.

Si Shaofeng said: "That picture is obviously your face, and the Prime Minister. Although he didn't say it clearly, you can tell at a glance that it is Prime Minister Chu. It is a clear hint that you and Prime Minister Chu are like Long Yang."

Ning Yu took a sip of tea and nodded with a slight smile: "This painter has a rich imagination. I didn't know that the Tiansheng Dynasty was so open. It's really surprising."

In the previous life, celebrity posters were plastered all over the streets, and everyone could spend money to buy them and take them home. What's more, they would paste the faces of their favorite celebrities on the large-scale pictorials beside their beds and make love to the posters.

Ning Yu was really surprised that she had reached the standard of Tiansheng, but after the accident, she had no other feelings.

Everyone has had sexual intercourse with others in their minds, but it’s just that the author of the drawing drew it and everyone saw it, it’s no big deal.

Si Shaofeng looked at Ning Yu's calm face in disbelief: "How can you not be angry? Do you really, really covet Chu Xiang?!"

Si Shaofeng slowly covered his beating chest: One is his best brother, and the other is the male god in his heart. How can these two people get involved! ?

When Ning Yu heard this, she spit out a mouthful of tea: "Brother, won't you scare me?"

Si Shaofeng looked at Ning Yu's expression and slowly sat back on the chair.

His heart slowly relaxed, and Si Shaofeng asked doubtfully: "Since you have no desire to covet me, why are you not angry?"

Ning Yu looked at Si Shaofeng's serious face, and suddenly she didn't know what to say to make this close friend who often called himself eldest brother understand that her modern thinking was far different from his.

She had no choice but to divert Si Shaofeng's attention and asked with a smile: "I haven't had time to ask you yet, which girl did the servant book with you for the last flower viewing party?"

After Si Shaofeng heard this, he was led astray by Ning Yu as expected. He scratched his head and said, "My grandfather has made an appointment with me for the daughter of the direct grandson of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion."

Taohong walked in with dinner in hand and said with a smile: "Then I have to congratulate Young Master Shaofeng. That Miss Huo is a virtuous and virtuous woman with a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart. She is a famous talented woman in Tiansheng."

While serving dishes to Si Shaofeng, Ning Yu smiled and said, "In that case, dear brother, I would also like to congratulate Brother Shaofeng on this beautiful woman."

An embarrassed smile appeared on Si Shaofeng's face: "Where is it?"

He took the chopsticks handed over by Taohong: "But... Brother Yuxian, do you really not mind being drawn into the storybook?"

Ning Yu looked at Si Shaofeng funny and said, "If everyone cares, wouldn't there be no drama in the theater?"

Si Shaofeng paused, then smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, I don't know that Brother Yuxian is so open-minded, I admire you."

Ning Yu touched the notebook in her arms and smiled lightly: "No, no, Brother Shaofeng is too generous."