Three thousand weak waters reflect the fading

After the man finished painting, it was already dark.

She only sketched out the rough shape and charm, so Jing Zhui didn't have to maintain one movement for a long time, it was still the same, when she said that she could move, she still felt extremely sore, forget it, and sat for an hour at least.

She smiled and said, "I've been drawing very slowly, I'm really sorry for you."

"It's already very fast." Jing Zhui rubbed his sore shoulder and said.

"After I finish the painting, how about asking the young master to inscribe it?"

Jing Zhui was a little embarrassed: "This... I'm afraid it will ruin your painting."

"It's okay, if that's the case, I'll draw another one. It would be a pity if the young master couldn't write the inscription himself." The man said sincerely.

Jing Zhui still wanted to say something more, but she said again: "I'll ask someone to take the young master to the inn opposite to stay first, and then send someone to send the painting and the reward together when the painting is finished, and then I will send you the painting when the young master inscribes the words." Send it back, what do you think?"

Just as Jing Zhui was about to speak, she took a step forward and said, "By the way, how much does the young master want to pay?"

"Your Excellency, just give it as you see it, but it's absolutely impossible to let me write the inscription. I'm just a vulgar person. I don't understand these things. Isn't Your Excellency embarrassing me?"

"My lord, don't think too seriously. Just write a few words on it. No matter whether it's good or bad, I won't say anything. This is the rule here. Please forgive me, lord." She said without giving in.

She asked someone to take him to the inn, and said that the money from the inn would be the reward for Jing Zhui's inscription, but Jing Zhui had no choice but to agree first.

The boy at the inn took him to a guest room, said he had something to tell him, and then left.Jing Zhui opened the window and sat at the desk with the window behind him, thinking about the inscription.

Before he had time to think about it in the future, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder indifferently.

Jing Zhui was startled, and when he turned his head, a patch of red and black flickered in front of his eyes, his heart was shocked, and he immediately looked up to see the person, and it was indeed Cang Ming.

Cang Ming put his arms on his shoulders, and said with thin lips, "What are you thinking? You are so serious, you don't even know when someone is coming."

Jing Zhui let him move, wondering how he came in, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of the wide open window out of the corner of his eye, and he knew it in his heart.

"Who will know when you come in like this?" After finishing speaking, he said, "But, what are you doing here?"

Jing Zhui was sitting at this time, while Cang Ming was standing, because his arm was on his shoulder, his waist was bent, a few locks of hair fell down with the movement, and the wind blew in through the window, the hair was slightly swaying, gently blowing in the air. The side of Jing Zhui's face was itchy.

"Of course I'm here to report the news." Cang Ming glanced at him.

"What kind of news can I bother you with?"

Cang Ming tightened his arms, and the two got closer: "You may not believe me when I tell you, but I miss you."

Jing Zhui frowned, pretending not to know what he was talking about: "Miss me? Miss me for what?"

Cang Ming didn't answer him, but continued to close the distance between them.Jing Zhui froze slightly as he watched him approach, and forgot to resist for a moment, just watching the face that was full of anger between man and god slowly zoom in before his eyes until it became blurred.

Finally, he felt a soft and warm object sticking to the corner of his mouth, and when his mind went blank, he heard Cang Ming's somewhat vague voice: "I want to go anywhere."

The lips rubbed against each other slightly because of speaking, itching, Jing Zhui licked his lips habitually, but the tip of his tongue touched Cang Ming's at the same time.

When Jing Zhui realized what he had done, Cang Ming bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and pressed his own tongue against his.Jing Zhui instinctively wanted to retract, Cang Ming exerted some force between his teeth to stop his movement, and when he stopped struggling, Cang Ming let go of the tip of his tongue, but was not satisfied, and followed Jing Zhui before closing it. His lips slid into his mouth, and he gave up after a burst of domineering siege.

Cang Ming drew the distance between the two of them too close, the corners of his normally cold eyes were now slightly bent, although no emotion could be seen in his eyes, but his whole face softened a lot, he stroked Jing Zhui's face and said : "I originally wanted to tease you, but you seduced me yourself."

Jing Zhui frowned and panted slightly, looking at Cang Ming with too much emotion in his eyes, which flashed by so quickly that people couldn't catch them.

The two were silent for a while, and after they both calmed down, Jing Zhui spoke first, "What are you here for?"

"Lu Chi has already launched an offensive against Bai Song." Cang Ming got up and walked to the window, it was already night, the lights outside the window were brightly lit, and he forgot to hold the lamp in the interior scene, the light from outside the window came in, partially blocked by Cang Ming.

"so what?"

"Why don't we take a gamble and bet on how long it takes for them to succeed." Cang Ming turned around, his face looked a little dark because of the backlight.

"Why should I bet with you?"

"Because I want to."

Jing Zhui never resisted such a person, because he knew it was useless.So he followed Cang Ming's words: "But I don't have the capital to bet with you."

"Why not, aren't you yourself?" Cang Ming folded his chest and leaned against the window sill, the wind outside the window gently brushing the ends of his hair.

"Okay, how do you want to bet?"

"If you win, I will not bother you anymore, otherwise, you must agree to be with me."

"What do I have that is worth your effort." Jing Zhui no longer had the energy to think about this question anymore, so he simply asked him directly.

"Because I want to." Cang Ming repeated what he just said.

Jing Zhui was speechless by his words, so he could only return to the topic just now: "Then how long are you betting for?"

"I know you don't think this is fair." Cang Ming said lightly, "Lu Chi and I have known each other for a long time, so I can naturally cheat during this period. Even so, don't you have anything to say?"

"It's useless to say it, why do you still say it?"

"That's right, it's useless to say it, the one who wins this bet must be me, so why do we still gamble?" Cang Ming said to himself.

"You can do whatever you want." Jing Zhui stood up and walked towards the door. He was getting hungry again and wanted to go out and order something to eat.

Before his hand could touch the door, he was pulled back by a strong force. The inertia made him unable to hold his body, and he fell heavily into a warm embrace.

Cang Ming tightly strangled his waist, but his tone was still calm: "Why don't you always resist? You should know that sometimes resistance is useful."

He tightened his grip more and more, Jing Zhui was almost suffocated, but he still didn't say anything.

Cang Ming suddenly pushed him away forcefully, and his voice finally fluctuated: "If I kill you now, you won't say a word!"

Jing Zhui was pushed violently by him, his back hit the door, and his slightly protruding shoulder blades hit the carvings of the door. The pain was so severe that he almost fainted, staggered a bit, and finally stabilized his figure.

Looking up at the position of Cang Ming's eyes, although there is only darkness there: "Who said that, maybe I will say something."

Immediately after he clearly felt the condensation in the air for a moment, Cang Ming turned around and walked quickly towards the window, then jumped down nimbly, his head full of black hair showed a beautiful shape in the air following the movement of the jump, Just for a moment.

The air gradually returned to normal, but Jing Zhui still felt a little pain in his back.