An alpha's ancient life record

After dinner, Shen Qingshu sat cross-legged on the bed, the injury on her shoulder needed medicine.

After a day, the congestion dissipated a bit, but the bruising was more obvious than yesterday, and it was extremely inconsistent with the surrounding fair skin.

She sat upright, her spine sunken, her clothes were half covered, Lin Weizhi's gaze wandered for a moment, the two had a skin-to-skin relationship, but their mood was very different from yesterday.

She calmed down, focused her gaze, and concentrated on rubbing the medicinal wine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. After cleaning up, she kept turning over and getting out of bed.

Shen Qingshu gathered her clothes, turned around, only saw the back of her going out, and said to herself a little funny: "I'm afraid you won't succeed if I eat it?"

She got out of bed slowly, poured a cup of tea by the table, and drank it slowly while holding the tea. After a while, Lin Wei stopped and came back.

The two looked at each other, and Lin Weizhi's gaze fell on her chest involuntarily. Her belt was not tightly tied, and the collar of her skirt was slightly loose, revealing a small piece of skin under her neck. It is very deep and stands out against the background.

She looked away, then quickly came back, frowned and said: "The weather is getting colder, put on your clothes."

Shen Qingshu looked down at himself, isn't he well dressed?

She raised her eyes and blinked suspiciously, but Lin Weizhi didn't look at her again, brushed her hair around her ears, and sat down beside her with her head down.

Shen Qingshu thought for a while, got up and found a blue robe to put on, although she didn't feel cold, but since Ah Zhi had reminded her so, she can also cool off.

It's still early, I'm sorry if I don't do something, the two chatted about homework for a while, and gradually became absent-minded. , looking at each other, leaving only the quiet and ambiguous air flowing.

It's not good to go on like this, Lin Weizhi decided to find something to do, she calmed down for a while, then suddenly got up and went to the study to get a pen and paper, and then she was ready to start preparing her own teaching process, and also practiced pen writing by the way.

There are not many things here, and there is no entertainment. The house is too boring, so she is very enthusiastic about this matter.In addition, even if she is teaching a little girl, she doesn't want to deceive her children, and she must do her best to do her best.

When she entered the working state, she had no distracting thoughts, didn't raise her head, and was very serious. The warm yellow candlelight shone on her side face, outlining a quiet and gentle outline.

Shen Qingshu supported his face by the side, watched her draw for a while, and suddenly felt neglected and neglected, why did he ignore her when he was so big by the side.

She coughed, and saw that Lin Weizhi didn't respond, and tapped the table lightly with her backhand, but she still didn't notice, so she changed her posture and lay down on the table, scratching the edge of the table aggrievedly.

After a while, she sat up again, dipped her fingertips in the tea in boredom, and wrote and played on the table.

What to write, Shen Qingshu hung her fingers, the first thing that popped up in her mind was her name, so naturally, a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth unconsciously, and quietly dropped the word "stop".

She looked at it for a while with a smirk on her face, and glanced away from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that Lin Weizhi hadn't seen it, she didn't cover it. She quietly watched it dry and disappear, then got wet again, and began to draw a small figure with a big head and a small body. .

But it was still too much effort to paint with fingers, and the thickness of the water marks was hard to control, which was quite different from what she had imagined. Shen Qingshu wiped away the water marks in disappointment, and suddenly had an idea, reached out and pulled Lin Weizhi's sleeve.

Lin Wei stopped writing and looked over, and asked quietly with her eyes.

Shen Qingshu smiled and said, "I will lend you a pen and paper."

"What's wrong?" Lin Weizhi didn't know what she was going to do, so she handed over the pen.

Shen Qingshu took a piece of white paper, licked the ink well, and conceived in his heart for a moment before carefully writing.

Lin Weizhi turned around curiously, and saw that after a few strokes, a vivid little figure appeared on the paper. This little man was very short, with his head accounting for nearly half of his body, big eyes, and black hair that almost reached his heels. The face of Yuxue is cute, somewhat similar to her.

The proportions of this villain are very strange, but it doesn't look deformed and ugly, on the contrary, it has a somewhat indescribable taste. Lin Weizhi has never seen this kind of painting method before, so she can't help being surprised.

"Is this me?" She leaned closer and looked carefully.

Shen Qingshu added another self of the same style next to him, and asked with a smile, "Well, how is my painting?"

She has also studied Danqing for several years, but she really doesn't have much talent in it, and can only draw some basic flowers, birds, insects and fish. Now she can draw cats and tigers, and she thinks she can still draw them.

Lin Wei only glanced at her, didn't say anything about the strength of the lines, and said strangely: "I've never seen this kind of technique before, where did you learn it from?"

Ah, this is hard to explain, Shizu didn't invent comics, Shen Qingshu scratched his face, and said vaguely: "Just...just learn from others."

Lin Weizhi was obviously dissatisfied with the answer, and asked, "Which artist?"

"No one, don't you also know the official teacher who taught me?" Shen Qingshu was stunned for a while, but couldn't get off the tiger, Shen Qingshu said bravely: "Anyway, I learned it blindly, and I drew it myself."

Lin Weizhi looked at her in disbelief, "You mean, you created it yourself?"

Although these few strokes are crude, they are quite different from the current figure painting style. Based on her understanding of Shen Qingshu's painting skills, it is difficult to explain it.

Cough, she's not that cheeky, Shen Qingshu changed the subject and said: "No, what kind of technique is this, I don't have that level, I just draw blindly, if you like it or not, if you like it, I will give it to you."

Lin Weizhi couldn't come up with any questions, took the paper and looked at it carefully for a while, she couldn't figure it out, and could only think that she hit it by mistake.

She was very interested in this painting method, as if it had opened the door to a new world, and decided to study it carefully.She looked at the two small figures standing side by side on the paper, smiled, folded the paper carefully and put it away, and said softly, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"It's fine if you like it." Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, seeing her expression, his heart moved, he gently covered the back of her hand, and said in a low voice: "Why don't you write it tomorrow, the painting club is still a while away."

She pointed to the candle and said, "And the light is too dim, you can easily hurt your eyes like this."

Lin Weizhi suddenly remembered what happened before, moved her eyes to the candles, blinked lightly, and replied without any change in expression: "Well, then I'll ask Sheng Han to light two more candles."

Shen Qingshu was at a loss for words, and seeing that she really wanted to ask someone to add candles, he hurriedly said: "Don't be so anxious, no matter how much you add candles, the sky will not be as bright, and... moreover, it is wasteful and not environmentally friendly, so why bother writing at night? "

Lin Weizhi raised her eyebrows, and asked her with a half-smile, "Then why did you have to deal with official business at night?"

Shen Qingshu was taken aback, how could she be sent to the first army? She is a bit obsessive-compulsive, and she doesn't like to postpone the things that can be done on the same day until the next day.

Lin Weizhi also mentioned her twice before, but with little success. Shen Qingshu peeked at her expression, and argued in a low voice, "Isn't it urgent..."

"My business is also very urgent," Lin Weizhi said solemnly: "The art club has chosen a place, and there are not many things to buy, and all the things I brought from the capital are ready-made, and they will start in a few days When teaching, you can’t be unprepared and mislead your students.”

After she finished speaking, she picked up the pen again, lowered her head and continued to write and draw.

Shen Qingshu understood, she did it on purpose, to treat her body in her own way, and to make trouble with herself.

She felt a bit dumbfounded, got up and walked behind her, bent over to hold him in her arms, leaned against her shoulder and neck intimately, and said softly: "Okay, I get it, I promise I won't do it again in the future." Is it okay to handle business at night?"

Due to the influence of her previous life, she also read books at night during the imperial examinations, so she got used to it naturally. She was not used to working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and she didn't think it was too late to deal with official duties.

But from another perspective, she immediately felt that it was getting late. For example, at this moment, she still wanted to write some articles and draw some paintings, and she just wanted to do bad things earlier.

The breath of her words brushed against her ears intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Weizhi snorted, and pretended to be indifferent at the beginning: "What do you ask me about your own affairs? I haven't finished writing, so don't mess around here. "

She had just finished taking a bath, and the breath on her body was clean and clear, and she was hugged like a fluffy cloud, warm and soft, at such a close distance, Shen Qingshu was in the susceptible period, and she really couldn't restrain the restlessness in her heart.

There seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, igniting the naturally growing weeds, she leaned over and kissed the back of her neck, her voice was hoarse and coaxed her warmly, "It's getting late, we Go rest, okay?"

Lin Weizhi's hands trembled a bit, this stroke was almost out of bounds, and she insisted on writing Laoshizi's picture album tonight, in fact, could it be because of nervousness?

At night, in a private and narrow space, desires and desires can always be easily aroused, and the minds are connected. Why doesn't she long for her?

It's just that it was only yesterday...wouldn't this be a little outrageous?

The person behind her went up her neck and had already kissed her ears. The sound of her rapid breathing clearly reached her ears and touched her heart. Lin Weizhi couldn't bear to push her away again, disappointing her.

Besides, this matter was not as unbearable as she had imagined, she was also addicted to it, she followed her heart's wishes, put aside writing, turned around and clasped Shen Qingshu's hand.

The blue coat fell to the ground, and the rice paper on the table was accidentally crumpled without paying attention.

"do not……"

Lin Weizhi groaned, Shen Qingshu's hand had already touched the knot of the small coat at the back of his neck, and before he could finish speaking, it was already untied lightly.

She leaned against Shen Qingshu's shoulder, panting lightly, her face was hot and flustered, and she finally managed to say, "Don't be here..."

Shen Qingshu chuckled lightly, took a breath, hugged her horizontally, and both fell softly into the bed.

"Sorry, I'm impatient." She kissed her eyebrows and felt that she had been looking forward to it for a long time. She was her ultimate temptation, the returning bird she had been waiting for, and the rose she had been waiting for forever.

When he was in love, Shen Qingshu clasped her hand and begged her to call his name. Even though she didn't have glands, she still instinctively bit the back of her neck, her body and mind trembled, as if her soul was going to merge into one.

Lin Weizhi grabbed her shoulders and shed tears from the pain. She vaguely smelled a strange fragrance from her body. It seemed that there was a stream of heat slowly dissolving in her body along the bite marks.

Before she could tell, extreme joy overwhelmed her.

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