Chapter Eighty-Six: It's Too Literary
/*ps: Sorry again, old guests, urban life, inevitably men and women, hug and hug, otherwise write about the other world and the cultivation of the truth, ask what is the love in the world, the most intense love is just pop papa, recently the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info sweep the yellow, some chapters have been deleted very much, the number of words is not enough, imagine to make up, the lack of book friends to make up for it! About chapter 84, I've changed it twice, and if it's still over, I'm not going to change it, anyway, it's just like that, it only affects the mood, not the plot, bow and apologize again!*/
Purple is a color between blue and red, deep and elegant, fresh and solemn, if you like it, you can't put it down, and if you hate it, you can't abandon it, in life, only people with their minds and their sensitivity like it, the so-called Ayaluo Diao Qiu, cold and warm self-knowledge, imagining Han Xue's tempting face, charming **, snow-white skin, gentle breath, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and then took a deep breath and turned on the polishing machine.
Two round and jade, smooth and flawless gems were placed in front of him, his eyes faintly exuded a trace of confusion, put a year ago, if there was such a gem in front of him, it would make him ecstatic, and the happiness was estimated to be dizzy immediately, but now, he was just a little ripple in his mind, and then if the ancient well did not wave, there was no slightest emotion.
After pondering for a long time, he stood up and opened the safe in the corner, and took out the fiery red gem that had been polished for the first time, and he placed the three gems together to look at them, and occasionally picked them up and compared them repeatedly, and finally chose the fiery red one.
In his mind, Han Xue is like a ball of hot magma, which can ignite the burning ** in his heart at any time, making himself addicted to it and unable to extricate himself, and only a red color like this flame can be worthy of her.
Yang Ling was deeply informed, turned on the computer and began to look up some jade design patterns and styles on the Internet, his face was full of solemn sΓΉ immersed in it, but he didn't notice that Han Xue appeared at the door of the studio, looking at him blankly, his breathing was a little scattered, and his eyes flashed with a thick infatuation.
Yang Ling, who lowered his head and pondered, suddenly felt a movement in his mind, and when he looked up, he saw the woman standing at the door, and immediately beckoned to her happily.
"Huh~, Sister Han, you're up! Come and take a look!"
Han Xue smiled and walked behind him, leaned her whole body on his shoulder, looked at the computer and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yang Ling felt the fullness and tenderness coming from behind her, took her hand, and put the fiery red gem in her palm, "Sister Han, see if you like this piece or not?"
Han Xue was stunned for a moment, looking at a bright red flawless gem the size of an egg like a drop of water in her hand, her small mouth opened slightly, her eyes flashed with excitement and excitement and said, "It's so beautiful!" and then looked at the pattern that Yang Ling was looking at, "Do you still design jewelry?"
Yang Ling's eyes rolled a few times, turned around and picked her up and sat down on his lap, hugging this mature and sexy, intoxicating body and smiling: "Yes! You see that I have nothing to do every day, learn something to make a living!"
Han Xue hugged his neck and kissed him on the face, then rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's strange to believe you, but it's also very good-looking like this, it's just bigger, otherwise it must be beautiful to be a pendant!"
"Is it big?" Yang Ling smiled and lifted her coat, at this time the central air conditioning of the entire villa was working, and the room was also more than twenty degrees, warm as early summer, Yang Ling gently touched her cheek, and gently put the fiery red gem between her full double peaks, under the light, snow white and fiery red complemented each other, exuding an intoxicating light, Yang Ling smiled and said: "Sister Han, look, it's not really big for you at all!"
"Me?" Han Xue trembled slightly, she held Yang Ling's hand and said, "You are going to give me this?"
"Yes!" Yang Ling said with a smile as he put his arms around her soft waist.
Han Xue took a few deep breaths and picked up Yang Ling's face and said cautiously: "Xiao Ling, I know your thoughts, as long as you don't dislike your sister, your sister will always be your woman, as long as you want, I will come to accompany you at any time, but this gem is too valuable, I and I are a broken flower and a willow, and I am not worthy of it at all." β
"It's just a little bit of my heart, I'll throw it in the garbage if you don't want to. Yang Ling was a little angry and helped her sort out her clothes, wrapped her coat, and then pointed to the computer screen and said, "Sister Han, come, take a look at some of the patterns I selected, and I'll help you make them now!"
Han Xue had no choice but to smile bitterly and shake her head, and then the two of them gathered in front of the computer to carefully screen, and finally chose a phoenix pattern style with a simple structure, Yang Ling turned on the engraving machine and began to carve it according to the gourd painting scoop.
Under the light, there were constantly fiery red debris being dug down, and a large gem like a drop of water also began to become angular in Yang Ling's clumsy work, and as time went by, his hand was as fast as the wind, and the carving pen in his hand turned into a ball of white light, pointing or pecking at the gem, or cutting or digging.
He has cultivated the Tongmai Soul Refining Technique and the Tianxin Acupoint Technique, although he has never had experience in carving, but he can't stand his strong divine thoughts, insightful and subtle, and his heart is steady, so in terms of carving technology, he is no less than a skilled jade carving master, and the imitation has been meticulous, but he doesn't have a little design skills.
In less than half an hour, the original smooth and round surface of a gemstone slowly showed a lifelike phoenix pattern with wings ready to fly, and then polished and polished, and soon, the drop-shaped gem turned into a embossed jade pendant, which was tied by a thin golden silk thread and hung on Han Xue's chest.
"Tsk, it's so beautiful!" Yang Ling smacked his lips and looked at the pendant, but his eyes stayed behind the pendant, and he couldn't help but admire.
"Ling, thank you so much!" Han Xue lowered her head and whispered, her cheeks crimson as she looked at the little man who fascinated her, crying and laughing, she glanced at Yang Ling with silky eyes, and then squatted down.
"Shh~!" a long inhale suddenly came from the room.
The beautiful scenery of the good day is no day, and it will be enjoyable to enjoy the courtyard, the morning and twilight rolls, the clouds and clouds, the rain and the wind, and the smoke and waves paint the boat.
Oops! It's so literary, in fact, I just want to express that Yang Ling is very cool now.
After a long time.
Yang Ling lay on the chair and hummed comfortably.
Han Xue glanced at him with a blank look, and said while getting dressed: "You, you are really my little enemy, in a few years, my sister will be old, and I don't know how to serve you." After speaking, he suddenly looked at Yang Ling with some melancholy, "I'm afraid that Linlin will follow you in the future, and one person will not be able to satisfy you, Yang Ling, you can't let down Linlin, a stupid girl, in the future, go outside to mess with flowers and grass!"
Yang Ling was dumbfounded all of a sudden, where is this? Before he and Han Xinglin could get to the point of messing with flowers and grass, he smiled and said, "Sister Han, I think it's enough to have you and Xinglin!" If you don't feel at ease, you can deal with me with Xinglin every day, I should be easily satisfied!"