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It's just that Ouyang Feifei's mood is very calm, and although she is disappointed in her heart, she just nodded lightly, indicating that she understands.

But what she didn't expect was that Luo Ziling felt her disappointment from her overly calm performance.

Based on Luo Ziling's own judgment, he felt that Ouyang Feifei would definitely be pleasantly surprised after getting his consent and being willing to work together to make medicines. She didn't show surprise, she was a little too calm, there must be something else in it.

She was disappointed, Luo Ziling thought of this.

Of course, Luo Ziling didn't want Ouyang Feifei to understand that he was watching out for him--- although he did mean that.

"The prescription I wrote to you last time is gone, right? Give me a pen and paper, and I'll write a new one. He made a request to Ouyang Feifei with a frank face, and said with a little shyness: "Actually, you can also add two medicines containing other ingredients, the effect will be better, at that time, I was afraid that you would have symptoms of drowsiness and affect your daily affairs, so I didn't add it." ”

Luo Ziling actually told a little lie, the prescription he wrote to Ouyang Feifei was the full version, and there was no need to add other drugs, but it didn't matter if he added two more drugs that didn't affect the effect. He just didn't want Ouyang Feifei to think that he was stingy.

Luo Ziling's trick still had an effect, and after he said this, most of the unhappiness in Ouyang Feifei's heart was immediately eliminated.

"Okay," Ouyang Feifei replied in a low voice, "Then you write a new prescription, and I'll prepare pen and ink for you." ”

Last time, she collected the prescription provided by Luo Ziling, but she didn't think about using that prescription to produce any medicine, because she didn't know what disease the prescription was used to treat.

Of course, even if she knew what kind of disease it was a drug for the treatment of diseases, when it was used for commercial purposes, she would still discuss it with Luo Ziling.

At this point, Luo Ziling is really a bit of a villain.

Luo Ziling followed Ouyang Feifei into her study.

In the villa in Xiangshan Garden, he had entered Ouyang Feifei's bedroom and study, but he had never entered the study here.

The decoration style of the residences on both sides of Ouyang Feifei is similar, and the layout in the study is even more similar.

But to Luo Ziling's surprise, the pen and ink that Ouyang Feifei prepared for him was really "pen and ink" in the traditional sense.

Brush and inkstone, she also used the inkstone to polish his ink herself.

Seeing Ouyang Feifei with her head down, very attentively grinding ink, Luo Ziling inexplicably poured out an ancient poem: "Red sleeves add fragrance to read at night." ”

When he was in a small mountain village before, because he had seen a lot of stories about ancient talented and beautiful women, he was also very eager to have a time when he could read at night with red sleeves.

Under the lamp, he held a book and read, accompanied by a stunning beauty, the two looked at each other from time to time, looked at each other and smiled;

After getting acquainted with Yang Qingyin, he felt that there would be such an opportunity in the future, but he didn't expect that it would be Ouyang Feifei who sharpened the ink for him.

Luo Ziling didn't realize that he was the first person to enjoy this treatment, but he still felt lucky.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he walked to the front of the case, preparing to write the prescription on the rice paper that Ouyang Feifei had spread out for him.

After Ouyang Feifei polished the ink, she stood quietly to the side, looking at him without smiling or smiling.

Luo Ziling smiled at her, then picked up a thin thread on the pen stand, dipped it in ink, and began to wave the pen.

He wrote very fast, and a beautiful handwriting appeared in front of Ouyang Feifei in the blink of an eye, and the beauty of the handwriting surprised Ouyang Feifei.

After writing the prescription, Luo Ziling picked it up with both hands, dried it gently, then folded it up, handed it to Ouyang Feifei, and said with a smile: "The matters to be paid attention to in the production process, I will talk about it later." ”

"Okay," Ouyang Feifei took the prescription, held it in her hand, opened it and looked at it, and then looked at Luo Ziling quietly: "The words are good, there is everyone's demeanor, can you give another pair of ink?"

Luo Ziling looked at Ouyang Feifei with a puzzled expression, not understanding what she meant.

"There is one less word in the living room on my side, I hope you will give ink, are you willing?" When she said this, Ouyang Feifei looked at him with a little strange look in her eyes, a little naughty.

Ouyang Feifei looked like this, how could Luo Ziling refuse, and immediately agreed.

As soon as she heard Luo Ziling agree, Ouyang Feifei immediately went over and took out a piece of rice paper from the bookcase.

Luo Ziling could recognize that this was a good rice paper, and the price of a piece of paper was at least a few hundred yuan.

Luo Ziling has never written on such expensive rice paper!

"What to write?" Luo Ziling laid out the rice paper, took a branch and was about to write, and asked Ouyang Feifei.

Xin Qiji's "Qingyu Case, Yuan Xi". Ouyang Feifei gave the answer without thinking about it.

Luo Ziling nodded, and after thinking about the content of this noun, he began to write a quick book, writing and reciting silently in his heart as he wrote.

"The east wind blooms thousands of flowers at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain...... The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

Soon, Xin Qiji's masterpiece was swept away.

When Luo Ziling wrote, Ouyang Feifei stood quietly behind him, and Luo Ziling could clearly smell the fragrance emanating from her, which was very attractive. Even, he could feel that a few of Ouyang Feifei's green silks brushed his face.

Fortunately, when Luo Ziling was writing, he was engrossed in writing, otherwise Ouyang Feifei's interference would really affect the quality of the words.

"The words are good, the words are better," after Luo Ziling wrote and got out of the way, Ouyang Feifei stood in front of the case, and after quietly admiring it for a while, she praised it, and smiled at Luo Ziling, her smile was full of charm and gentleness.

This close-range smile made Luo Ziling stunned, a little dizzy--- Ouyang Feifei's expression was too beautiful, right?

"It's ugly. Luo Ziling smiled and said modestly.

Ouyang Feifei felt proud from Luo Ziling's momentary distraction, and showed a bright smile at him again.

After Luo Ziling smiled back, she lowered her head and read the words.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. These sentences are the most classic sentences of Jiaxuan Jushi, which makes people feel a lot of emotion!" As she spoke, Ouyang Feifei glanced at Luo Ziling meaningfully again, and lowered her head in front of him again.

Hearing Ouyang Feifei's words, Luo Ziling's heart was suddenly touched.

Could it be that this woman asked him to write this poem for a special purpose?

Do you want to express your heart with the last few famous sentences of this word?

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim, "Does it mean that he is the person she has been looking for?"

Thinking of this, Luo Ziling's heart was a little confused.