Shin's painter

Chapter 107

The woman is cruel, but the knife sees the flesh.

Her heart can only accommodate Painter Shen, no matter how good the others are, it has nothing to do with her.

Sun Ling pushed open the door while thinking.

Since Shuang'er was not there, the little maid who kept watch at night probably got lazy and went to bed early.She shook her head to enter, lit the candle, and the dim candle light illuminated the room.

The moment she extinguished the lantern, she slowed down.

Is there someone in the house? !

Sun Ling took down the long sword on the wall, held her breath, and walked lightly into the inner room.

Who is lying in ambush in the dark?

She was in a bad mood today, and she just used it to practice swords.

With the scabbard in his hand, he drew the sword as soon as he entered, and shouted: "Who Renye breaks into my boudoir, come out and die!"

In the dead of night, there were only two breathing sounds.

Suddenly, a burst of sweet laughter sounded: "Hehehe..." The sharp laughter echoed in the dark night, making people shudder and shudder.

Sun Ling was stunned, and asked again: "Who is it?"

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and a ray of yellow in the front hall could not illuminate the darkness of the inner room at all.

At this time, the white shadow flickered, and someone in the darkness replied: "Hehe... I didn't know that breaking into Miss Sun's boudoir at night is such a heinous crime that it can even cause death!"

this voice.

It is sweet and soft, but the exit is harsh and poisonous.

Besides her beloved painter Shen, who else? !

Sun Ling put the sword back into its sheath, turned out of the front hall, and entered with a candle——

The candlelight was no different, it was still the same room she was familiar with, only there were people on the couch.

The painter was sitting on the couch, dressed in a sura, with long hair loose and damp at the end, it was obvious that he had just showered, and his whole body exuded an aura of beauty and laziness.

Sun Ling was shocked, the candle flickered and almost went out.She rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dreaming, when she opened her eyes, Master Shen still looked at her with a smile.

This is not a dream.

Sun Ling put down the candlestick, looking wary.

Rumor has it that the fox spirit clan, in order to eat people, loves to transform into their lover in the dead of night, taking advantage of their unpreparedness and feasting on them.

In the afternoon, Painter Shen said loudly that he would accept her group letter, and came to her boudoir late at night.The woman in front of him couldn't possibly be a monster that Shen Jiashi only resembled her in appearance.

Sun Ling didn't dare to go forward, and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

Shen Xiaozhi held her chin lightly, and looked at her calmly, pretending not to know her with fear and fear.Now, I don't even recognize my face!cut!

"What do you say?"

Shen Xiaozhi waved, "Come forward and see who I am!"

Painter Shen smiled and captivated all beings.

Sun Ling was fascinated, and her steps shifted.The person in front of her was so much like her painter Shen, she was exactly the same, and she couldn't pick out any differences.

The only thing that doesn't look like her is her sweet smile.

Painter Shen has never smiled at her like this.

Sun Ling stepped forward, touched her back, and shouted: "Your tail is—" There was nothing but smooth brocade underneath.

She grabbed a handful of Kong Kong, but Jiao Shen became furious, pushed her away, and said sarcastically: "So Miss Sun wanted to find my tail? I'm sorry, I was in a hurry today, and I forgot to bring it with me. I will bring it another day." Come to let you enjoy it."

When she is a fox, or a snake?

Tail? !hum!

Sun Ling was stunned for a while, then murmured: "You are Master Shen?!"

For a long time, she mistakenly thought that there was an illusion in front of her eyes, flowers in the mirror, and moon in the water.Shen Xiaozhi's anger dissipated for some reason, she turned around and replied, "It's someone Shen."

The woman on the couch moved her lips, but said nothing. She watched Painter Shen sit down in a chair beside her, looking at her with all kinds of flair.

"I didn't know there was someone so similar to me that Miss Sun mistook her." Her mother was an only daughter, and although the Shen family had a son and a daughter, her elder brother didn't quite resemble her in appearance.

Every word is sarcasm, every sentence is sarcasm, it is indeed Master Shen.

Sun Ling sat up straight and inquired: "I don't know why Master Shen came to visit late at night, what's the important thing?" He went to the Three Treasure Hall for everything, especially people like Shen Painter, every move has a purpose.

Now we can talk normally.

Shen Xiaozhi unfolded the fan and flicked it a few times.A cool breeze stirred the silence in the room, and a few wisps of black silk fluttered gently with the wind, making her little face more beautiful.

Sun Ling's face became hot, her throat felt dry, and she didn't dare to look directly at her eyes.

Ha ha!

Shen Xiaozhi closed the fan, leaned forward, held up this too handsome face with the handle of the fan, and forced Sun Ling to look at her.She said softly, "I'm here, there must be something. Do you remember that you still owe me meows?"

Inside the cave, the scene of the two cuddling each other came to mind again.

The sweeter it is, the more it hurts her heart.

She dared to bring it up.

Sun Ling lowered her eyes, still not daring to look at her.Disappointed, he asked, "You came here just to meow a few times?"

I thought she was drunk in a dream, but I didn't expect her to remember it in my heart.A few meows, she remembered.Why did she forget the promise that the two of them would live and die together and swore to be together?

The painter replied: "I'm definitely not here for meowing. I changed my mind, so there's no need for meowing. Ah Hua from across the street can meow better than you. You, in a few days, come with me to a place." .”

In a hurry, Sun Ling looked up at her: "Where are you going?"

The painter's phoenix pupils sank, their bright eyes were like stars rising from the sea of ​​night, one couldn't move them away.She bent down and replied with the softest and softest voice: "You will know at that time! I will let you know."

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