The protagonist is always seen

Lin Luan has an awkward temper, like a bad-tempered cat. If you tease him a little too much, he will show his paws viciously, but as long as you take a step back and smooth his fur for him, he will show his belly to you with a grunt. touch.

Obviously already softened into a ball, but also to show the illusion that I am super fierce.

But this posture seemed a bit arrogant to outsiders, and the three people present had never been contradicted like this before.

Jiang Zike was born as a prince, and no one dared to show him face except his mother and father.

Although Mo Lin and Mo Yun's family is not very satisfactory, they are all serious sons-in-law. Mo Lin has a heart, and he has never suffered a disadvantage since he was a child.

Lin Luan wasn't impulsive either, he had expected that their status might not be low, but he had been at Jiang Zihan's place for the past two days like a fish in water.

He is a person who will never waste a little indulgence from others. As long as he is aware of your indulgence to him, he will unceremoniously indulge in the maximum range of your tolerance, so outsiders will think that he is real. Being held in the palm of the hand.

But he actually understands that Jiang Zihan is far from loving him that much. Any cat or dog can get such a favor, and he is still not irreplaceable.

But he feels that this is the scope of his arrogance, so if you can be arrogant, you can be arrogant, there is no need to swallow your anger.

Mo Yun moved a bit. Originally, he was standing with his feet apart and held his sword in one hand. The standard posture was meticulous. It was a habit formed after thousands of times of practice.

Lin Luan looked at him vigilantly, could it be that he became angry from embarrassment, he thought, and couldn't help but took another step back. Behind him was the beauty's couch, and he was too nervous, so he accidentally fell down on it.

But Mo Yun didn't do anything, he just put the sword into the sheath.

He lowered his head slightly.

"Is this my brother's fault? I will make amends first, but forgive me for not agreeing to your request."

He looked up at Lin Luan with sharp eyes.

"If you want to keep my brother's hand, your Excellency is going too far."

And Mo Lin on the couch was a little more sober, he was a little funny when he heard this little guy's arrogant words just now.

If this kind of guy who can't speak his head doesn't have a strong background, even if he is ignored, the future will not be easy.

Even he was very cautious at the beginning, catering to everyone, and would not offend anyone rashly.

Forget it, it's his fault, let him teach him a little lesson, let's get over this matter first.

Lin Luan was right in front of him.

He grabbed Lin Luan's neck and teased.

"I can't promise you that, I still have to use my hands to draw beauties."

Everyone knows that Kuangsheng is very good at painting, but he rarely paints landscapes, flowers, birds, fish and insects. He only likes to paint pictures of beauties. All of his paintings are unparalleled beauties, and often a picture of beauties can be sold for sky-high prices.

Hearing this, Lin Luan turned his head and looked at him.

Mo Lin's originally smiling voice stopped abruptly.

Only then did he see Lin Luan's appearance clearly.

He opened his eyes wide, a pair of long and narrow fox eyes added a hint of surprise, and murmured.

"beauty."

His voice was so soft that except for Lin Luan who was so close to him, the other two people in the room could not hear what he said clearly.

Lin Luan opened his hand, his expression was not very good, he didn't expect that beauty was pointing at him, he just simply didn't like others to touch him casually, he was born good since he was a child, and he was willing to touch him when he saw him He, touched his head, touched his hands.

So he hated others touching him so much, and since he was sensible, he didn't allow others to touch him casually. Zhou Yan took him out with great care, so that the little bully would lose his temper again.

"Don't touch me, who cares what you do, you pay me for the whip."

"It's easy to handle. Mo Yun has a lot of whips. I'll get you some."

Mo Yun frowned when he heard this, and looked at Mo Lin with dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything.

Lin Luan turned his head back again, his tone has softened a lot.

"Really?"

"real."

Morin leaned forward again.

"Not only will I pay you for your whip, but if you let me draw it, I'll give you another good sword."

"draw?"

Lin Luan frowned, a little moved.

"Just draw for you for a while."

Mo Lin didn't care, there was a moment and there was a moment.

"In a while, in a while, which family are you from? I'll go find you when I'm free that day."

"I belong to the Lin family."

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment, he was familiar with several well-known families with the surname Lin, but he didn't remember that there was such a person as Lin Luan.

"Which Lin family?"

Lin Luan thought for a while and added.

"Lin Yuezhi is my brother."

"Are you from Lin Shangshu's family? I've seen everyone from Lin Shangshu's family, but I don't remember you."

Lin Luan didn't shy away from it.

"My mother and I just returned to the Lin family last year, and no one knows about it."

Mo Lin understood just by hearing this sentence, he had seen these things a lot, so he naturally knew that Lin Luan should not have a good time in the Lin Mansion.

It's just that an unfavored bastard also came to the winter hunting, wearing expensive brocade, which is intriguing.

A bastard, or a very good-looking bastard, what can be plotted about him?

That's just him.

But what does it matter to him?

Morin smiled.

"Then it's settled, I'll give you a whip another day."

"I know, I know."

Lin Luan rolled his eyes impatiently at him, dropped the half of the whip angrily, got up and went out.

Only Jiang Zike and the other three were left in the tent.

Morin shrugged at the two of them.

"Quite bad-tempered."

Jiang Zike laughed.

"Mo Lin, haven't you always only painted beauties? Why, now you're going to start painting the people around you?"

"No, I still only draw beauties. The person just now is not a rare beauty. When I draw it, I just paint it as a woman. I have made an appointment with Li Hu and the others. Whoever has the most beautiful picture of beauties will draw Yan Shuang Who is the oiran of the building, if he is painted, he will definitely be the leader."

He lay down again, showing some regret.

"It's a pity, but he is a man with such a gorgeous face."

Jiang Zike didn't refute. Mo Lin sighed, and he also agreed. If it's a woman, it's good to marry back and be a side concubine.

Only Mo Yun frowned.

"Brother, it's better for you to stop messing around with those people. Father has already criticized you quite a bit."

Jiang Zike and Mo Lin looked at each other, then shook their heads knowingly.

Mo Yun's temperament is too straightforward, rigid like a stubborn old man.

***

Lin Luan broke the whip, and the rice didn't work well, Lingzhi and the others were very busy, and they didn't have time to coax him to play, so he could only sit on the railing sullenly.

He kicked the stones on the ground one by one.

Someone suddenly covered his eyes from behind him.

"Guess who I am?"

Lin Luan curled his lips and didn't even hide his voice, probably because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to guess.

"Jiang Zishuo."

Jiang Zishuo let go and sat on the railing, shoulder to shoulder with Lin Luan.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing to do, just boring."

Jiang Zishuo followed his example by kicking stones on the ground, and agreed.

"It's really no fun. Something happened just one day after I came here, and I can't do anything. It's not fun to have a meal with them. It takes so long to eat a meal."

He kicked out another stone, farther than Lin Luan, and he smiled triumphantly at Lin Luan.

"I'll take you to play with my grandfather another day, and let my little uncle take us to the barracks. It's fun there, where you can ride horses, race horses, and play with small crossbows."

"Really? Do you have a gun? Can you play with the red-tasseled gun like the one in the troupe?"

"There is a gun, which is much more beautiful than the ones in the troupe. You can play with it casually, but it is too heavy, and you may not be able to pick it up. But there are many other interesting things there."

Lin Luan had never been to a military camp, so he felt very itchy, so he agreed.

"Okay, then call me when you go."

He was also happy at this time, and he was with Jiang Zishuo again. With a playmate, he became more active.

"It's snowing outside, let's go horseback riding and look at the edge of the forest. There is a large open space where we can build a snowman."

Jiang Zishuo was also a little interested.

"Snowman? I saw the maids in the palace piled up. Let's set off quickly while it's still dawn."

The more Lin Luan thought about it, the better he pulled Jiang Zishuo to leave.

Jiang Zishuo grabbed him backhanded.

"Wait, I'm going to get two cloaks, you wait here for me."

After speaking, before Lin Luan could reply, he quickly ran away along the corridor.

After a while, he came back with two cloaks in his arms, and was chasing a palace lady from a long distance behind him. She looked not young, and she should have taken care of Jiang Zishuo since she was a child.

"Your Highness, please slow down, don't fall."

"I don't, auntie, go back, I don't need others to look at it."

The maid is in a hurry.

"This is absolutely impossible, let the guards go with you, or the empress will find out, and she will not spare me."

Jiang Zishuo turned over the railing with one hand, and handed Lin Luan a cloak.

"Come on, let's go."

As he said that, he fastened the straps of Lin Luan's cloak indiscriminately, then hugged another cloak by himself, and dragged Lin Luan away.

Lin Luan was used to playing on weekdays, and he was very familiar with this kind of routine. He knew that if someone followed him, he would definitely not have fun playing, so he ran to the place where the horse was tethered with Jiang Zishuo without being taught.