Dressed as the villain master, the boss snapped off his vest

Ye Qingcheng wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead out of habit. After a whole day of drawing, he finally finished the painting.

Ye Qingcheng twisted her sore neck and rubbed her sore waist after sitting for a long time.

Ye Qingcheng sat down and drank three cups of tea in a row. Only then did she feel extremely thirsty.

Ye Qingcheng sat in front of the desk, looking at her two paintings with satisfaction. Although they were not very good as she had not painted for a long time, they still looked pretty good overall after she finished them.

Ye Qingcheng smiled with satisfaction. Looking at the painting, she always felt that something was missing.

Ye Qingcheng's mind rang with a ding-dong sound, and she realized that she should write a poem or a lyric next to the painting.

Ye Qingcheng actually can't write calligraphy, but writing with charcoal seems to lack some artistic conception. Letting someone else write for her doesn't seem to be a good idea either.

Ye Qingcheng thought about it in her mind and decided to just write it herself, just focusing on expressing her sincere gratitude.

Ye Qingcheng picked up the brush and wrote in traditional Chinese characters "I had no intention of attracting Jinghong, but Jinghong entered my heart."

On another painting it is written "Even though there are hundreds of beauties in the world, you are the only one I love."

Then sign your name below.

Ye Qingcheng waited for the ink to dry before carefully framing it. Looking at her work, she felt extremely happy.

Ye Qingcheng covered it with white paper and walked out of the study.

When Ye Qingcheng came out, it was already very late.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng coming out, Xiao Cui walked up to her and said, "Miss Ye, the general came here at noon. He asked me not to tell you so as not to disturb you. After Mo Yan got out of school in the afternoon, the general and Mo Yan had dinner and then took him out to play. When he came back in the evening, he saw that Miss Ye was still busy, so he asked me to make ginseng chicken soup for her."

Ye Qingcheng asked: "What about your general?"

Xiao Cui said, "After the general coaxed brother Mo Yan to sleep, he saw that Miss Ye had not yet come out of the study, so he went back first."

Ye Qingcheng felt a little disappointed, then said, "Okay, it's okay, I'll go find him tomorrow."

Xiao Cui said happily: "Miss Ye, I'll bring you the chicken soup."

Ye Qingcheng said: "No need Cui'er, it's too late, I don't want to drink."

Xiao Cui said, "Then I will go get Miss Ye some bath water."

Ye Qingcheng said: "Okay."

After taking a shower, Ye Qingcheng also washed her hair to wash away the day's fatigue.

Xiao Cui used her inner strength to dry Ye Qingcheng's hair. Ye Qingcheng sighed in her heart again, Xiao Cui was so young, but her inner strength was so profound. Then she secretly mobilized her own spiritual power, but there was still no reaction.

Ye Qingcheng complained inwardly: What a crappy system.

Ye Qingcheng rubbed her waist which was sore from sitting for a long time. Seeing this, Xiao Cui said softly, "Miss Ye, let me give you a massage!"

Ye Qingcheng lay on the bed, allowing Xiao Cui to gently massage her waist.

Xiao Cui used her internal force, and Ye Qingcheng only felt a burst of comfort around her waist. There was a warm feeling in the place where Xiao Cui had pinched it. Ye Qingcheng squinted his eyes in comfort.

After Baili Chenyuan returned to the general's mansion, he tossed and turned in bed. He hadn't seen Ye Qingcheng the whole day and didn't know what she was doing in the study.

Driven by curiosity, Baili Chenyuan put on his clothes and disappeared in the general's mansion in a few flashes.

In front of the study room of the Princess's Mansion, Baili Chenyuan gently opened the door and walked in. Then a black-clad secret guard knelt on one knee and bowed, saying, "General."

Baili Chenyuan said: "Go and guard the door."

The black-clad secret guards then disappeared.

Baili Chenyuan lit a candle, came to the desk, and looked at the two paintings and calligraphy on the desk that were covered by white paper.

Baili Chenyuan put down the candle and gently moved away one of the covering white papers.

Under the white paper, I saw a man in a long robe and a jade crown on his head standing under a silver osmanthus tree. The tree was full of osmanthus flowers and leaves were falling in the air.

The man had picturesque eyebrows, eyes like stars, a gentle look on his face, and was looking at her with a smile.

The man's facial features were lifelike, exactly the same as Baili Chenyuan who was holding the scroll at this moment.

Baili Chenyuan looked at the poem written by Ye Qingcheng next to him, "I had no intention of attracting the stunning beauty, but she entered my heart anyway."

Ye Qingcheng's name was also written below the poem.

Baili Chenyuan was extremely happy at this moment.

Baili Chenyuan carefully put down the painting, and then gently took away another piece of white paper.

I saw a scroll covered under the white paper. In the scroll, a man and a woman were hugging each other in a pavilion on a mountain. Their black hair was flying and the ends of their hair were entangled with each other. The breeze lifted the corners of their clothes.

There were only a few small words "Zhaixing Pavilion" written on the plaque of the pavilion, and the steps from the foot of the mountain to the pavilion were lined with flowers.

Fireworks were blooming all around the pavilion. The woman's face was filled with a happy and shy smile.

The man's profile also showed a happy smile.

The man's profile is extremely similar to Baili Chenyuan, and the woman's profile is extremely similar to Ye Qingcheng.

There is also a poem next to the painting: "Even though there are hundreds of beauties in the world, you are the only one I love."

Looking at the three words "Ye Qingcheng" on the signature, Baili Chenyuan felt extremely sweet at the moment, and at the same time, his desire to see Ye Qingcheng also reached its peak.

Baili Chenyuan knew that the day under the silver osmanthus tree was when he came to confess his love to Ye Qingcheng, and the second painting was when his confession was successful and Ye Qingcheng agreed to be with him.

Baili Chenyuan was quietly looking at the two paintings in front of the desk again.

This was the first time Baili Chenyuan had seen such a painting technique, which almost restored the person one to one.

Baili Chenyuan stared at the painting in a daze for a long time, then carefully put the painting back to its place, covered it with white paper, turned off the light and walked out of the study, as if no one had been there.

Baili Chenyuan unknowingly arrived at the gate of Ye Qingcheng's Fangfei Garden. He looked up at the three words "Fangfei Garden" and felt a palpitation in his heart. He also knew that it was against the rules to come to the courtyard of an unmarried girl so late at night.

But at this moment, he missed Ye Qingcheng like a tide, and finally understood what it meant to miss someone so much when you haven't seen them for three years.

Baili Chenyuan told himself that he could just take a sneak peek at her. Since he had his own secret guards in the mansion anyway, he wasn't afraid of damaging her reputation.

Baili Chenyuan walked into Ye Qingcheng's yard and saw that the light in Ye Qingcheng's room was still on. He restrained his breath in confusion and walked forward slowly to check.

Through the window, I saw Xiao Cui massaging Ye Qingcheng's waist. Ye Qingcheng was lying down and seemed to be asleep.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng asleep in the room, Xiao Cui quietly left the room.

When Baili Chenyuan saw Xiao Cui coming out, he quickly hid himself, fearing that he would be discovered.

Watching Xiao Cui walk out of Fangfei Garden, Baili Chenyuan tiptoed to Ye Qingcheng's bed.

Ye Qingcheng twisted her waist uncomfortably, and Baili Chenyuan was so frightened that he froze in place.

Fortunately, Ye Qingcheng simply turned his face from looking outward to looking inward.

Baili Chenyuan just saw Xiao Cui massaging Ye Qingcheng's waist. He thought that her waist must be sore from sitting still all day painting.

Then Baili Chenyuan plucked up the courage and walked gently to Ye Qingcheng's bed. He placed his hand lightly on Ye Qingcheng's soft waist, and his heart was beating fast.

Ye Qingcheng stammered in a daze: "Cui'er, rub it again."

Baili Chenyuan then used his hands and internal strength to gently massage Ye Qingcheng's waist. Ye Qingcheng's waist was soft and boneless, as if Baili Chenyuan could hold it in one hand.

Ye Qingcheng hummed comfortably, but Baili Chenyuan's body temperature was rising and he felt more and more uncomfortable.

Baili Chenyuan felt Ye Qingcheng's soft waist in his palm, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable. He felt that an inexplicable desire was about to burst out of his body.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng sleeping soundly, Baili Chenyuan couldn't help but kiss Ye Qingcheng lightly on the cheek and then fled.