Really young master holding sweet script

"How can you not know this question?"

Xie Yinhan didn't change his expression, "Everywhere."

Shi Jing put the manga behind her, took "May Three", read the topic for a while, but finally said nothing, pointed to the workbook, and started to talk about the first question.

Xie Yinhan's attention was not on the topic, he listened to Shi Jing's serious tone, the two were not far away, and he could even smell the milk-flavored shower gel on Shi Jing's body.

He couldn't help but think of when he was a child, since his mother died, he was sent to an orphanage, and then he was sponsored by his biological father and brought back to Shi's family.After so many years, no one has ever treated him well, and Shi Jing was the first.

But Shi Jing was too clean, pampered and spotless.

The voice beside her suddenly stopped, and Shi Jing sighed, "Is there any question?"

He smiled and asked, "Brother, do you really hate me?"

The people around him didn't answer.

His eyes fell on Shi Jing, he was restless and a little anxious, and he wanted to laugh at himself.

Shi Jing didn't look up, and she didn't have any extra emotions, "No, you should finish the other questions of the same type first."

I don't know if these two words are true or not, but Xie Yinhan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and returned to the desk with the exercise book.

After staring at the question for a while, he picked up the pen and started writing the question.

His handwriting was not good-looking, nor neat, but he was in a good mood for no reason, so he actually finished several questions of the same type just like that.

The inscription was written a little faster, so he was not in a hurry to show it to Shi Jing, but sat there. After an unknown amount of time, he turned his head and found that Shi Jing was already lying on his side on the bed.

Picking up the exercise book and walking to the bed, he heard Shi Jing's even breathing.

The mattress was slightly sunken, and Shi Jing's hair was hanging down softly, covering most of the side face, revealing a distinct jaw, her white fingers were still resting on the manga, and the mole on her ring finger looked so bright under the warm yellow light. soft.

Xie Yinhan pressed his knees onto the mattress, and stretched out his hands to support Shi Jing's body.

Hearing the rustling sound, Shi Jing, who was in a daze, opened her eyes, and saw Xie Yinhan, who was kneeling and pressing on him with his hands on his sides.

I just watched Xiao Huangman not long ago, and some classic scenes of 18x flashed in his mind.

The line of sight just followed Xie Yinhan's jumping clothes and saw a large piece of his skin.

I'm afraid he is dreaming, right?

Wouldn't that be a nightmare.

Why Xie Yinhan!

He twisted his thigh, feeling the pain, unable to react for a while, Shi Jing turned around, and was about to sit up, when Xie Yinhan took the manga from his hand.

Then he got out of the bed and turned his back, without turning his head, he walked towards the desk, his voice hoarse, "I've finished all the questions."

Shi Jing got out of bed and picked up the exercise book on the bedside table. Although the handwriting was written like a dog crawling, it was actually done, and there were no mistakes in every step.

A deep voice suddenly sounded, "Brother, go back to sleep."

Shi Jing was a little confused, but still said "um".

He walked out of Xie Yinhan's room calmly.

He calmly opened the door of his bedroom.

After closing the door and locking it, I realized my heartbeat accelerated.

It's all because of that little yellow manga.

Shi Jing went straight to her bed, lifted the quilt and found that there were three more books.

Throwing them angrily to the other side of the bed, pinning them down with pillows.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and put his hands on his hot cheeks.

—

Sunday is a rare good weather. The warm winter sun penetrates the window glass, rubs across the window sill and accumulates on the marble tiles.

Jiang Li leaned against the window, marveling at Shi Jing's clothes, "It's amazing, what kind of abstinence brother is this, let's pretend that we don't know each other well, I'm afraid six-pack abs will make me feel inferior."

Six pack abs—the art exhibition staff that Jiang Li flirted with in the past two days.

It was a rare holiday to go out for a walk, Shi Jing didn't wear a school uniform, a white shirt with a camel woolen coat, and a pair of rimless glasses on her face in order to enjoy the picture clearly.

Jiang Li looked at him, and he couldn't do enough to yell for a long time.

I almost took a picture and sent it to Moments for an official announcement!

It wasn't until a young man in his early twenties with a staff sign came over that Jiang Li became more normal.

After saying hello, Six Pack is a certain fish in the vast ocean of ginger oak. In order to achieve the ultimate goal of monopolizing this sea area, Six Pack enthusiastically introduced the source of each painting on the wall. He took the time to flirt with Jiang Li.

Walking into the exhibition hall, I found that there are many visitors, most of them are in small groups, taking photos with each painting one by one.

Jiang Li sighed, "Why does this art exhibition look like a tourist..."

The six-pack abs smiled, "Isn't this just opened, and the tickets are half price, so everyone who lives nearby can come and see the fun."

Jiang Li is harmless to humans and animals, "Then I will celebrate my adult birthday soon, if I am going to open the business, why don't you come and join in the fun?"

Six-pack abs: "Is it just me joining in the fun, honey?"

Shi Jing's attention was all focused on the paintings in the exhibition, and there was no painting he was looking for on the first floor.

After the introduction of the six-pack abs was finished, the three of them finally went up to the second floor.

Perhaps the guests were really here to join in the fun, and the number of guests on the second floor was less than half that of the downstairs.

The six-pack was still introducing each painting, Shi Jing quickened his pace and walked in.

Among the dazzling array of paintings of various styles, he caught sight of the dimly colored oil painting in the corner that didn't have the artist's name on it.

The realistic painting style is a dilapidated old building in the torrential rain, the overall tone is gloomy, and the strokes in [-]% of the places are blurred and unreal.

The only thing that is clear is a window on a rainy night.

There was cold and pale candlelight burning in the window, and there were deep red blood stains under the window. When I saw this painting, I just felt oppressed.

He looked at the oil painting for a long time, and it seemed that he could see some hidden emotions in such a strange style.

In his previous life, he bought the painting back home, and then through the manager of the art gallery, he asked for the artist's contact information. Although he sent a text message to the artist, he finally did not wait for a reply, and then called again, only to find that the other party's phone card had been cancelled. .

"Brother Jing, what are you looking at, why are you looking straight?"

"I want to buy that painting."

Shi Jing looked away, and turned to ask about the six-pack abs, "Can you contact your manager for me?"

The six-pack abs readily agreed, and he dug out the manager's phone number and dialed it.

Jiang Li looked at the painting up and down, and expressed his incomprehension, "This cold color tone looks scary, you are not afraid of having nightmares at night, you are not as courageous as me!"

Shi Jing was serious, "Can't you see the feelings expressed by the author in this painting?"

Jiang Li shook his head frantically, "It's so terrifying, I only feel resentment."

It didn't take long for the manager to come. I was a little hesitant when I saw their age, and I wondered if they were looking for trouble?

Instead, he kept smiling and exchanged a few words of greeting. When Shi Jing took out the card and didn't even cut the price, he really believed it, and found two more staff members to dismantle the painting.

When walking downstairs, the manager couldn't help sighing, "Our art gallery has been open for three days, but this painting that doesn't even have a name is the only one that the guests can't appreciate the most. Some people say that they are afraid to look at it, so they moved to the second floor. in the corner."

Shi Jing smiled lightly, "Do you still remember this painter? I want to get to know him."

The manager thought back, "Remember, I've seen it before."

"It seems to be about the same age as you, and he is tall and good-looking. By the way, we also left a contact information. I will find him later and ask him if he is interested in contacting you?"

"Excuse me."

Jiang Li walked in front, went down the stairs first, and ran back when he saw something, "Brother Jing, isn't that your uncle? Wo Ri, I just went out today and didn't read the almanac. Why did I meet him? My dad is very upset now." bother him."

Listening to Jiang Li's words, Shi Jing subconsciously turned her head to look, and there was a middle-aged man with a yellow and thin face and high cheekbones standing in front of a certain showcase.

It looks like a mean and mean face, the man's name is Bian Liushan, and he is Shi's mother's younger brother.

Shi Jing had been in contact with Bian Liushan a few times, this person was not very capable, he relied on gnawing on his old age in the past few years, and then he lost everything by investing indiscriminately.

So they can only rely on their family's relief and the company's dividends to live.

In the previous life, during the Spring Festival of Jing's third year of high school, Bian Liushan's family lived in the old house. They pretended that the family had a lively New Year's Eve, but they actually took a fancy to a new property bought by the Shi family.

In the end, because Shi Jianfeng couldn't save face, Bian Liushan didn't issue the IOU, so he borrowed the property into his hands.

Later, my father became seriously ill because of too much work.

At that time, Shi Jing was abroad, and later found out that Bian Liushan felt that Shi's was about to go bankrupt, and had sucked their family's blood for so many years, but at this time he sold the stocks at a low price.

Afterwards, Bian Liushan got involved with another wealthy merchant family, the He family. After one step to the top, rumors were sarcastically spread everywhere that Shi's was about to close down, and the flattering face he used to have was gone.

After Shi Jing's illness returned to the country, when he learned about this, the Shi family had already been rescued by Xie Yinhan, but his father's health was still broken, and he had to rely on medicine all year round.

It happened that Liu Shan was walking this way and saw him at a glance.

The moment he saw him, Bian Liushan looked a little guilty and flustered, looked around to make sure there was no one who shouldn't have come, and then showed a kind smile on his face.

"It's Xiao Jing, why are you still in this art gallery? Aren't you a senior year in high school? Shouldn't you prepare for the exam at home?"

Before Shi Jing could speak, Jiang Li interjected, "We didn't expect to meet you here, old man, my father and Uncle Shi are busy with company affairs, and you are so free Going to the art museum?”

Bian Liushan looked at Jiang Li's face and recalled something, and laughed twice, "This is the child of Lao Jiang's family. He played with Xiao Jing when he was young, and he has grown up so much now!"

It was only then that the staff behind Shi Jing was carrying a wrapped painting, and said in disapproval, "Is this painting going to be bought home, you kids, you know how to spend money recklessly."

Shi Jing said calmly, "My dad is tired of looking at those paintings in the corridor, buying them back will make my dad happy."

Hearing this, Bian Liushan immediately frowned, and he was sure that Shi Jing's family was strict and they would not take advantage of others easily.

"You child, just buy one. The long corridor of your house is not enough to see. I haven't seen my brother-in-law for a long time. You can choose two more, and my uncle will pay for it."

"Oh, I think the one behind the old uncle is not bad. It's so high-end and elegant!" Jiang Li quickly walked a few steps to the front of Bian Liushan's painting, touched the frame and covered his mouth, "The one behind the old uncle is also good. Fantastic workmanship and excellent painting!"

Jiang Li: "Manager, what kind of treasure is this, my uncle is sincere, can you sell it for twice the price?"

These two paintings were not masterpieces in the exhibition hall. When the manager heard about it, it was a good thing that someone would pay twice the price.

Nodding quickly, he cheerfully ordered, "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and wrap up the painting!"

Bian Liushan felt a tightness in his chest and was a little out of breath.

But with so many pairs of eyes staring at him, he couldn't wipe away his old face.

Jiang Li was about to go to the third painting, and Bian Liushan didn't care about the shame, "It's stuck in Aunt Xiaojing's hands, so I can buy two."

Jiang Li had no choice but to hold back, "Well, the corridor of Shi Jing's house is quite long."

After Bian Liushan swiped his card, facing Shi Jing with a warm and harmless face, he didn't find anything wrong.

He patted his chest and made an excuse to leave.

Jiang Li laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, "Hahahahaha, I'm so cool! Brother Jing, how old was I when I was at your house last time, he walked and drove away, I don't want to beat Bilian! "