beautiful woman at home

But no matter how long the road is, there will be an end, and this winding path leads to the end of the promenade.

When the two arrived at the corridor, Wen Zijin had to let go of his hands, feeling a little lost in his heart, so he shifted his gaze to the woman's black dress. Although the rain was falling quickly, the skirt was not wet.

The woman put the umbrella away and put it aside, the rain dripped down the umbrella to the ground, and the water that slid down the eaves formed a rain curtain.

Wen Zijin hugged the bookcase and quietly looked away. Ye Ran raised his hand and lightly touched the rain-soaked shoulder, and the water stain disappeared. Then he withdrew his hand and said, "It's cold outside, come in quickly, young master."

"Ah."

There was a charcoal fire in the inner room, which made it very warm, and the doors and windows were naturally closed. Wen Zijin poured tea and took a sip, and his pale face, which was frozen by the cold wind, was a little rosy.

Ye Ran sat on the side, protruding to the frozen red nose frequently, gently stroking the outer edge of the teacup with her fingertips, she could feel a little warmth, and the rain slapped on the window finely, making a little noise.

It had been a long time since the two of them were alone in the same room.

Taking out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bookcase, Wen Zijin held the thick bamboo scroll and placed it in front of Ye Ran, and then sat aside to study ink and practice calligraphy.

Wen Zijin rolled up his sleeve robe a little so that he could grind the ink more conveniently. With one hand, he wrapped the ink stick with oil paper to grind the ink carefully, and with the other hand, he pulled the sleeve robe to avoid ink stains.

The thin body is straight and straight, dressed into a small ball by the long-haired man behind the head, revealing a small part of the white and slender nape of the neck, and the small ears are still a little rosy, probably because of being frozen.

In front of that smooth forehead, the brows are thicker than those of ordinary girls, and because the facial features are too soft, they look a little childish.

Right now I'm still young so I can't see much of a difference, but if I get older, it will be hard to conceal the beauty and fragility of the woman.

Ye Ran withdrew her thoughts, lowered her head and took a sip of tea, and then slowly unfolded the bamboo scroll.

Wen Zijin on this side was a little nervous, and vaguely noticed that someone was looking at this side.

But before Sister Ye opened her mouth, Wen Zijin practiced calligraphy at a much slower speed, and her heart was full of confusion. After waiting for a while to lose her sight, she quietly looked at the person opposite.

He was caught straight at just one glance, Ye Ran blinked his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, his white and tender cheeks were quickly stained with red, his expression was really cute.

Ye Ran's mind softened, and he leaned forward and asked: "But you encounter something you don't understand?"

Wen Zijin quickly shook his head, "No."

It's really rude to peek like this.

Unable to get a truthful answer, Ye Ran vaguely noticed that the girl's emotions were a little volatile, so she didn't ask any more questions, and lightly flipped through the bamboo scroll.

From then on, I could often notice some weak gazes, and Ye Ran didn't look at them any more, just as if he hadn't noticed.

The rain in the spring fell intermittently until March, and it was clear just now.

In the early morning, the sound of reading aloud came from Jingzhou City College, the sunlight dispelled the mist, and the whole college was very bright.

When the bell rang, there was intermittent noise in the academy.

Wen Zijin was reviewing the poems, while Qin Yu got up from the desk, stretched his waist and yawned again and again: "The sun is shining today."

"En." Wen Zijin turned his head to look at the dazzling sunlight coming in from outside, thinking that Sister Ye must be basking in the garden now.

Qin Yu suddenly approached and asked, "Zijin, do you want to study with me after school in the afternoon?"

"The study?" Wen Zijin turned to one side calmly, keeping a distance at all times, holding the book in one hand, "I haven't finished reading the new books issued by the academy, what books do you want to buy in the study?"

"These books are so boring." Qin Yu flipped through the poems and books on the low table in front of him, his eyes were full of energy and said, "I still prefer to watch heroes roam the rivers and lakes and fight for righteousness, that is the prestige! "

Seeing Qin Yu gesticulating, Wen Zijin was a little worried about the inkstone set aside, so he quickly reached out to move the inkstone to another place and replied:

"It's harder for a hero to practice martial arts than to study. I heard that it takes decades to practice."

Qin Yu stopped and said, "Then I'll practice martial arts cheats quickly, preferably in a day."

amount……

If there really were such martial arts cheats, there would be heroes all over the place. Wen Zijin couldn't bear to break Qin Yu's confidence, so he didn't say it.

In the afternoon, students came out of the college after school one after another, Qin Yu handed the bookcase to the servant and urged: "Zijin, don't dawdle, any good books will be bought by others."

Wen Zijin packed up the utensils in a hurry, and then came out with the bookcase.

The study is in an alleyway in Jingzhou City. I thought it was a small shop, but Wen Zijin was surprised by the size of the place.

The yard is full of books, and there are many, many people, it is as lively as a busy city.

"This way, Zijin." Qin Yu walked around the staggered bookshelves to the inside.

On weekdays, when Wen Zijin bought books, the servants would send them to the house, and the books were selected by the old master and mother. Wen Zijin had never been to the study.

Wen Zijin glanced at the titles of the books on the shelf, and was dumbfounded.

A hero can make a hundred quick tricks.

Is this the title of the book to deceive children?

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu stretched out his hand to take this book, and said seriously: "Anyway, I'll pick and read first, maybe I'm born to be a martial arts wizard."

Wen Zijin, who silently didn't want to stay any longer, went elsewhere. There were quite a few people here.

The light is a bit dark, and the bookshelves block most of the light outside, and there is still a fragrance of ink stains in it.

Wen Zijin turned around casually, and wanted to go back to find Qin Yu, but unexpectedly, a bluish-white face appeared among the bookshelves.

Wen Zijin was so frightened that he was startled for a moment, cold sweat broke out on his cheeks, and his whole body was pressed against the bookshelf, causing a loud bang, and some books on the far side fell off.

"You, don't come here." Wen Zijin moved his steps carefully, and was about to run outside.

The figure of the girl in the green dress stopped not far away through the bookshelf, and there happened to be no sunlight there.

Most ghosts are afraid of light.

Seeing that the ghost was not moving, Wen Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to pick up the books and put them on the shelf indiscriminately, unexpectedly the ghost approached him suddenly and said, "Can you see me?"

"Ah!" Wen Zijin hurriedly covered his face with a book, but he didn't feel hurt, so he revealed his eyes slightly and said softly, "Don't eat me, I don't taste good.".

The female ghost frowned and smiled, stretched out her hand and glanced at the evil spirit pouch beside Wen Zijin, and said, "Coward, I thought I met the same kind."

"what?"

Wen Zijin looked puzzled at the female ghost who was about the same height as him, no, it could be called a girl.

"You have this thing, I can't touch yours." The girl floated slowly from left to right, with a very relaxed expression.

She looked nothing like the ghosts Wen Zijin had seen before.

Except for the pale blue cheeks, and the levitating footsteps, everything else is almost indistinguishable from a human being.

The female ghost stretched out her hand to tidy up the books, glanced at the books that Wen Zijin was covering her face, her eyes were full of sly smiles and said, "So you like this kind of stuff."

Hey?

Wen Zijin looked down at the book in his hand, only to realize that it was not an ordinary poem, but a strange portrait.

Most of the portraits show two women embracing each other. If you have to say something strange, it is that these two women are not wearing any clothes!

The female ghost approached, with a crisp laugh like a bell, she stretched out her hand and flipped through the book and said softly, "The next part is more exciting, you can read it again."

Most likely the female ghost was too human-like, Wen Zijin flipped through it obediently, and felt bad all over.

The two women were sleeping together, still not wearing a strand of hair, and the woman above touched the other's bottom with her hand...

Wen Zi shut the book in a hurry, his white and tender face was so red that he could bleed, he murmured: "This is a bad book!"

I vaguely heard some students in the college mention pornographic books in detail. Later, Wen Zijin asked Sister Ye curiously. Sister Ye said that those things are bad books, and bad books will make people bad, and she taught Zijin severely. Don't touch it.

Well, presumably bad books should be such books.

The female ghost picked out a few more books and handed them over, "Here, these are even worse, you can hide and read them secretly."

Hey?

Wen Zijin shook his head as if he was facing an enemy: "Zijin can't read bad books, sister Ye will be angry."

"But you have already read bad books." The female ghost approached viciously, "If you don't buy it, I will tell your sister Ye."

This female ghost is really too bad!