Why do they always want me to change my filial piety?

It is the old close-fitting clothing, which will bring various inconveniences and various disadvantages, such as affecting developmental problems and so on.

Secondly, I found some famous ladies and some women from ordinary families, and let them try it out before promoting it in their respective circles.

With the combination of the two, coupled with high quality and low price, the new intimate clothing was quickly sought after by women.

On the other hand, Xuanlingjiao has also launched a kind of underwear, which is aimed at the high-end market as always.

It's a pity that the silk given by the family is an ordinary thing. No matter how luxurious you process it, not many people are willing to pay for it.

There is no doubt that the two industries have formed a sharp contrast, and it is clear at a glance who wins and who loses!

Lu Ran asked: "In other words, now we only need to wait for the results to come out?"

Qu Qirong replied: "Well, this time it will also be a month, and see which industry makes the most profits."

"This time it's up to chance to win so easily."

"With Aunt Rong's method, even without my suggestion, I can still win!"

In this regard, Lu Ran shook his head.

During the time he spent with Aunt Rong, he already knew her to a certain extent.

Since Aunt Rong accepted this business dispute, she must be very confident.

Just like the cooperation between Lingbao Pavilion and Zixia Sect, Aunt Rong has always been in the dominant position.

Qu Qirong didn't mention the business dispute anymore, instead she changed the subject: "It's rare that you have free time today, I want to paint a picture of the snow and the dawn."

At this time, the sky has cleared up, and the light of the rising sun, through the faint white clouds, sprinkles on the courtyard, which is the beautiful picture of the first clearing after snow.

Lu Ran smiled: "All according to Aunt Rong's arrangement!"

For the elder who cared so much for him, he had no reason to refuse at all.

Anyway, it's just one sentence: Just be filial!

Not long after, in the Orchid Pavilion, Qing'er cleaned up the dishes, then turned and left.

Qu Qirong set up the drawing board again, stood up, looked at the snow scene outside, and began to draw on the rice paper with a charcoal pencil.

But compared with the previous painting of Lu Ran, she now lacks a bit of fluidity.

Lu Ran also noticed this scene and felt a little strange.

It stands to reason that when Aunt Rong draws him, she can clearly understand him, and she doesn't need to look up to find the real thing.

But how come the snow scene in front of me is so jerky?

Like last time, Lu Ran also held her hand and began to outline slowly.

Feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, and the familiar masculine breath coming from the tip of her nose, Qu Qirong's heart beat faster, her face turned reddish, and her breathing gradually became a little short.

She had never felt such a strange emotion before, and she didn't know whether this kind of emotion should be felt by elders towards younger ones.

Now she only knows that she likes to be by her side, talk with her, hold her hand, and teach her to paint.

The elegant and indifferent fragrance was lingering, and Lu Ran was also agitated, inexplicably thinking of the charm of pulling out the mind-controlling Gu last time, and the faint peach blossom fragrance at the end.

He quickly suppressed the restlessness, and began to teach with concentration: "Aunt Rong, the scenery in the courtyard has been drawn, and now we outline the falling snowflakes."

"En!" Qu Qirong responded softly, her jade face became more and more beautiful, and even her jade-like earlobes were a little rosy.

Just because the two were next to each other, the heat from Lu Ran's words inevitably hit her side face, causing ripples in her heart.

Under Lu Ran's hands-on guidance, the difficult-to-draw picture of the first clear sky after the snow gradually came alive on the paper.

Frost-covered courtyards, rock gardens, lotus ponds, and a little snowflakes...

It's just that Qu Qirong frowned slightly: "Why do I feel that the whole body is a bit skewed?"

"how could be?"

Lu Ran took a look, but didn't feel anything unusual about Xuehou Chuqingtu.

But when he took a closer look, he discovered the problem.

It turned out that because he was leaning sideways, next to Aunt Rong, the angle was inevitably tilted.

In this sideways situation, the depicted things will naturally begin to skew.

Of course Qu Qirong also discovered this.

She frowned and pondered for a while, then thought of a way: "How about...then hold my hand from behind, so that there won't be such an angle gap!"

Lu Ran was stunned: "Is this okay?"

from behind?

Didn't it mean that he wanted to wrap his arms around Aunt Rong's waist with one hand and hold Aunt Rong's catkin with the other.

But in this way, the physical contact is too intimate.

"It's okay, but it's just teaching me how to paint, it's harmless!"

Regarding this, Qu Qirong shook her head in a ghostly manner.

When she said that she came from the back just now, she already felt that something was wrong.

After all, she is an elder and Lu Ran is a junior, no matter how you say it, you have to take into account the etiquette of seniority.

But when the younger generation asked, Qu Qirong, the elder, for some reason, did not refuse, but agreed instead.

Lu Ran asked, "Draw another picture?"

Since it was Aunt Rong's request, of course he had no reason to refuse.

And this shouldn't be regarded as exceeding filial piety, right?

After all, he and Aunt Rong simply wanted to paint a picture of the first clear sky after the snow, but the posture might be a little more intimate.

Qu Qirong's thoughts are a little confused now, and she feels that what she is doing is wrong, but she has some inexplicable expectations: "Let's draw a new one!"

While speaking, shrouded in shyness and nervousness, she didn't look back at Lu Ran's expression, but just changed another piece of rice paper.

"Aunt Rong, I'm here!"

Seeing this, Lu Ran walked behind Qu Qirong, slowly hugged her slender waist, and gently held her catkin.

Even through the clothes, he could still feel the plumpness and firmness of Aunt Rong's delicate body, as well as the warmth through the clothes.

It wasn't the first time he hugged Aunt Rong, but he was dazed by the soft touch of a mature woman.

Compared with Lu Ran, Qu Qirong's delicate body trembled when she was hugged, her face was hot and her heart was beating fast.

She could feel the palms on her waist, and at the same time feel the warm chest against her back. Inexplicably, the roots of her ears began to heat up, and her delicate body became inexplicably soft.

Especially the sentence: Aunt Rong, here I come!

Let Qu Qirong once again think of the charming scene of pulling out the mind-controlling Gu and being controlled by the atrium...

Chapter 78 The First Sunshine After Snow

In the snowflakes and the silver-covered courtyard

A young man hugged the slender waist of a mature beautiful woman from behind, while holding that frail and boneless hand in the other hand, he was painting a snow scene.

If this scene is seen by others, I'm afraid they will widen their eyes and drop their jaws in shock!

Of course, it's not just because of the age gap between the two.

It was also because the well-acquainted lady was the wife of the Lingbao Sect Master, and the boy was still her junior.

But Xiaoxiang Yayuan is the place where Qu Qirong lived alone.

Except for a few trusted maids, no one can enter here, let alone see the scene in front of them.

Even Qing'er and Ling'er would not step into the courtyard without Madam's order.

At this moment, the atmosphere was beautiful, Qu Qirong and Lu Ran did not speak, even the catkin holding the charcoal pencil did not move.

Because of the closeness between the two, Lu Ran could clearly feel the fragrance, slender waist, and soft roundness of Aunt Rong's mature woman.

The suppressed restlessness rose again, and his mood was slightly messy.

The same was true for Qu Qirong, it was the second time that she was held in Lu Ran's arms.

The last time it was because of removing the mind-controlling Gu, whether it was grasping the full heart or being hugged in the warm arms, it was all due to force majeure.

But this time?

Qu Qirong's thoughts were very confused, her mind went blank, and she didn't know how to give an answer.

Maybe she just wanted to complete this picture of Chu Qing after the snow!

As for the subtle, unreasonable and chaotic emotions, she herself did not dislike them, and she was faintly obsessed with them.

As his own family said, he stepped into the practice just to be able to do whatever he wanted.

For so many years, she has been arranged by her family to do things she doesn't like.

Now that the mind control Gu has been removed, why can't I do what I like?

Now it's just with Ran'er to draw a picture of the first sunshine after the snow, why not?

"Aunt Rong, start drawing!"

At this moment, there was heat in the ear, and a warm voice came.

"Hmm!" Qu Qirong snorted softly, feeling the temperature from the back of her hand, and slowly began to draw.

First is the overall outline of the courtyard, then the lotus pond waterside pavilion, the rockery flower garden, and the surrounding green plants covered by snow, as well as the sunshine after the snow.

At this moment, her and his heartbeats seemed to overlap, and they could feel each other.

In this charming but intoxicating atmosphere, the outline of Chuqing after the snow gradually took shape.

"But~ slow down!"

Just when the outline was halfway through, the charcoal pencil that Qu Qirong held in her slender hand paused.

Lu Ran asked in surprise, "Is it faster?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression became a little strange.

Why does this sound so wrong?

Qu Qirong naturally didn't notice Lu Ran's strangeness, her red lips parted slightly and said, "Well, I can't remember."

"Then I will draw more slowly!"

Lu Ran nodded, continued to hold Aunt Rong's catkin, slowed down and continued to draw, and asked, "Can Aunt Rong still adapt to this speed?"

Qu Qirong smiled softly: "That's it, I can clearly feel the priority of writing!"

"Okay, I understand!"

According to what Aunt Rong said, according to this rhythm and speed, Lu Ran slowly described the complete Chuqing after the snow.

After a long time, the overall outline and lines have been drawn, and Qu Qirong began to pick up the brush to paint.

"call……"

Seeing this, Lu Ran exhaled deeply, and let go of her catkins and slender waist.

Aunt Rong's aristocratic temperament, light and intoxicating fragrance, coupled with her mature and plump figure, made his heart rippling.

Fortunately, after being teased by Master for many years, his state of mind was extremely strong, and he did not make any outrageous actions.

Qu Qirong also breathed a sigh of relief, but after leaving that warm embrace, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

After a while, after Xuehou Chuqing finished painting, she immediately became lifelike.

Qu Qirong's eyes turned, and she looked at Lu Ran: "But, it's your turn to write the inscription!"

"Let me think about it!"

Lu Ran pondered for a while, searching for the poems written by Yongxue in his previous life.

Can be looking for a while, did not find the right one.

Suddenly, he saw the plum blossoms in the courtyard that were still covered with frost, and there were immediately.

He picked up the pen and slowly began to write on the rice paper.

[Open the door in the morning and the courtyard is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light, the sun is cold. 】