Han Luo also seemed a little uncomfortable, feeling that he shouldn't ask Twilight this question, so he hurriedly turned around and left: "Well, you didn't say anything about me." ”

He was careless for a moment, how could he let Twilight know that he had a habit of secretly taking care of his skin? What if you think he's not a man anymore?

"Wait," Twilight Li called Han Luo and said with a smile, "If you have time, send two boxes over and have a look." You also know that once a woman is old, she ......"

"No," Han Luo stopped urgently, the flush on his cheeks spread to the roots of his ears, and said softly, "You are not old, and besides, you are beautiful." ”

After saying that, he walked away quickly, and his robe brought a cool wind.

Twilight smiled faintly and closed the door with a wave of his sleeve. This man is always shy......

…………

In the corridor, the afternoon wind blows slowly.

The branches and flowers in the courtyard swayed with the wind, and the fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, like flower petals flowing along the corridor.

Chang Leng'er appeared in the corridor, from far to near, seemingly unmoved, only her robe swayed at her ankles, and then stopped abruptly as the wind rose.

He carried a long painting tube in his hand, came to the door in an instant, bowed slightly, presented the painting tube in front of him with both hands, and said, "Master, the picture scroll is back." ”

When you go, the tube is slender and thin.

When I returned, the tube had been significantly enlarged, apparently with soft edges.

A light man's voice came from the study, "Come in." ”

"Yes, master." Chang Leng'er pushed open the door and walked into the room with a painttube in both hands. As soon as he walked into the door, he was a little startled, and his footsteps suddenly stopped, and it took a few seconds before he came to his senses and asked, "Master, what are you doing here?" ”

In the study, a desk was already covered with drawing paper.

There were countless layers of paper, all of which were spread on the tabletop, thick and full, covering all the tabletops. If you look closely, it's all portraits of Twilight.

Some of the portraits had been crumpled out, as if they had just been picked up from the paper cage, and they had been carefully kneaded and spread on the table.

The content of the portrait is a woman, her facial features are delicate and beautiful, the corners of her slender lips are slightly raised, and a pair of beautiful eyes are faintly floating with the silver flower, which is really the best in the world, and it makes the pen and ink shine.

That man, yes, twilight, leave!

It turned out that these drawing papers were all drawn by Chang Xi on purpose in the morning. The content on each piece of paper is different, but it is all the same, just twilight.

Chang Leng'er was shocked by the drawing paper in front of her for a while, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

He guessed that these misdrawn pictures should be liked by the great sect master of their family, but he was embarrassed to say it in front of Miss Twilight, so he deliberately made excuses and painted more.

After all, the great sect master of his family has been a long time, and he hasn't written for a long time. That long time may last for thousands of years......

"It's nothing, I painted it casually, Xiao Li'er didn't like it, but it was a pity to lose it, so it was better to pick it up and keep it as a souvenir." Chang Xi's voice was as flat as water as always, without waves.

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and smoothed out the last crumpled piece of paper on the table, then stopped, and turned to Chang Leng'er, as if thoughtful, "Leng'er, do you think I'm too idle?" ”

"Of course not." Chang Leng'er didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately replied.

In Chang Leng'er's heart, the sect master of his family is not too idle, but too lonely. But he didn't dare to say this, and he was easily beaten.

Besides, in the past, the sect master of his family could still have a hobby of leisure and elegance and fishing, but since the beginning of the blood clan's civil war, the sect master has never fished again.

Perhaps, the sect master of their family is trying to catch a big fish with peach blossoms flying! Chang Leng'er thought silently.

Chang Xi sighed lightly, rolled up his sleeves, and ordered: "Put down the picture scroll, and then send these words to frame." Be careful not to let others know about it, lest it cause trouble. ”

"Yes, master." Chang Leng'er put down the framed scroll, put all the other papers into the painting box, and moved out.

Chang Xi picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then opened the painting tube, spread out the picture scroll, and looked at it carefully.

I have to say that the little person in the painting is really beautiful, just like the naughty girl he suddenly met in the North Sea many years ago......

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Crunch, crunch.

The afternoon wind blew along the courtyards, blowing the swaying window sashes and making a soft noise.

Twilight has not been free since Hanluo left, and he has been extremely busy.

At first, the escapist blood clans who were ordered by the 'White Lotus Lantern Order' rushed to Nujiao City one after another, and followed the answer code she left to report one by one.

Twilight had prepared a courtyard for them to rest in advance, and when everyone came, they distributed the courtyard and let everyone go to rest.

Everyone came at different times, and this delay was the whole afternoon, until the time of the lantern, all the talents were assembled, and each had a temporary place to escape from the world.

Since everyone did not live in the Lifu in unison, only Pixelyi, Qingyi and others were arranged in the Lifu, and the others acted in order to be safe, and they all waited until night came before leaving as soon as possible while it was dark.

They also need to rest to recuperate from their injuries, stabilize their strength, and prepare for the subsequent attack on the ancient capital.

When leaving, everyone pretended not to know each other, blended into the downtown area, and passed by. Occasionally, his eyes glanced slightly, and he stopped for a second to look at each other, and there was a bit of strange light flowing in the bottom of his pupils.

Twilight had taken care of everyone's business, and the servants had already prepared dinner.

Ying Tu and the stubborn master walked in one after the other, naturally dining with Twilight.

Of course, before the two people come in, they always have to fight each other.

The stubborn lord has probably been emboldened lately, and he is no longer afraid of winning at all. He knew that when every Bloodline was about to enter a dormant period, it was the weakest beauty lamp.

"Twilight, you judge." Win Tumei's face was as gloomy as snow and frost as ice.

The stubborn lord blinked his beautiful eyes, indicating innocence, "I didn't provoke him. ”

"You dare to swear?" There was a hint of murder in Ying Di's voice. Although, the murderous aura is a little soft, and there is no lethality at all.

Seeing this, the stubborn lord obediently swore without any psychological burden, "I swear, I really didn't provoke you!" ”

"You dare to lie?" Ying Di's light purple pupils narrowed, his eyes were cold, and his tone rose sharply.

"Uh, I'm not lying." The stubborn master felt a flock of little crows flying above his head, and he had already raised three fingers to swear, why didn't he still believe him? Do you want him to cut off his belly and apologize?

Twilight listened for a long time and couldn't figure out what Ying Tu and the stubborn master were talking about, and they were confused, as if they were watching two little immortals fight.

She waited until neither Ying Di nor the stubborn master spoke, and finally had a chance to speak, "What the hell happened?" ”