After Ye Fan walked out of the study with Zhao Guodong, Zhao Lina did not immediately clean up Ye Fan's calligraphy, but stood in front of the desk and tasted it carefully.

Influenced by her father's ears and eyes, she also has some calligraphy appreciation ability, of course, her calligraphy is very bad.

When she was in elementary school, she was sent to a calligraphy interest class by Zhao Guodong for three years, and she also studied seriously for three years, but the brush words she wrote were like earthworms crawling on the ground, which was unsightly. Zhao Guodong saw that she really didn't have that talent, so he didn't send her to the calligraphy interest class again.

Although she couldn't learn calligraphy, calligraphy left a mark on her life. She especially admires people who write well in calligraphy.

Zhao Lina looked at Ye Fan's calligraphy a little stupidly, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but she was afraid that it would be broken, so she could only put her slender jade hand above the literal and stroked it.

She was distracted for a while, and Ye Fan's unserious and angry appearance suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but whisper with a hateful and shy: "This nasty guy is always so annoying!"

After a while, Zhao Lina packed up her things and walked out of the study.

Seeing Ye Fan and Zhao Guodong sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table in the living room chatting happily, she didn't go over to join in the fun, and walked towards the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen, she called "Mom" and helped out.

Yang Zhizhuo asked Zhao Lina while stir-frying: "Your father is looking for Xiao Fan to show calligraphy, right? Xiao Fan has been hit, why don't you accompany him more to comfort him? ”

didn't hear Zhao Lina answer, Yang Zhizhuo couldn't help but say, "Na'er, why don't you say anything?"

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Zhao Lina and saw Zhao Lina's strange expression.

Seeing her daughter's strange expression, Yang Zhizhuo felt a "sigh" in her heart, and had a bad premonition: "Could it be that your father's calligraphy has been compared to Xiao Fan?"

"Not only was it compared, but it was miserable. Zhao Lina said with a smile.

Yang Zhizhuo was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was impossible, but then he thought that he had abused Zhao Guodong by playing chess before, didn't Ye Fan also abuse Zhao Guodong?

"Poof," she laughed, "it's a joke." It's good to sweep away his majesty and save your dad from always being like a leader at home. ”

She decided to wait until she went to bed and shame Zhao Guodong with this matter.

Seeing that Yang Zhizhuo didn't care about Zhao Guodong being slapped in the face, Zhao Lina explained a little embarrassedly: "Mom, in fact, before entering the door, I had already warned him that he had to lose to Dad." Unexpectedly, my father stopped playing chess with Ye Fan and rewrote calligraphy. Next time, I'll tell him to lose to Dad no matter what. ”

Yang Zhizhuo smiled: "Let's leave this kind of thing alone." Maybe the two of them are already addicted. ”

After eating, Ye Fan and Zhao Lina's family sat in the living room chatting, drinking tea and eating fruits.

After chatting for about half an hour, Zhao Lina walked away quietly.

Seven or eight minutes after Zhao Lina walked away, Ye Fan's mobile phone suddenly received a text message.

After saying sorry to Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and looked at the text message, and his face couldn't help but have a strange look.

Seeing this, Yang Zhizhuo asked, "What's wrong?" Did you receive bad news?"

"Hehe, no. Ye Fan shook his head and said, "It's Na'er's text message, she said that she has something to say to me, let me go to her room." ”

Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo couldn't help but glance at each other, thinking that maybe Zhao Lina had something inconvenient to say to Ye Fan in front of them.

Therefore, Yang Zhizhuo scolded with a smile, "This girl!" and then said to Ye Fan: "Xiaofan, go ahead, there is a star poster on the door of her room." ”

"Okay, uncle, auntie, then I'll be out of company. Ye Fan replied and stood up.

Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo smiled and nodded.

Leaving the living room, Ye Fan found the door with a star poster, reached out and knocked on the door, and then put his hand on the doorknob to open the door and enter, but he didn't expect the door to be locked inside.

"What kind of plane is this big-breasted girl changing, mysterious. Ye Fan thought secretly.

At this time, Zhao Lina's voice came from the room: "Who?"

"It's me. Ye Fan shouted.

Then, Ye Fan heard a click from the door lock, and then the door was opened a crack in the door, Zhao Lina leaned out half of her beautiful face, looked outside, and then suppressed her voice and said, "Come in, and then close the door immediately." ”

Seeing that Zhao Lina was acting like a thief, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a trace of curiosity in his heart.

Ye Fan pushed the crack in the door a few points wider, then got in through the crack in the door, and then immediately turned around and closed the door and locked it.

After closing the door and locking it, Ye Fan turned around to look, and suddenly felt that his eyes were bright, and then his eyes were straight, and his throat bone kept sliding and swallowing saliva.

I saw Zhao Lina wearing a brightly colored silk dress on her lower body, and her upper body was wrapped in the Indian sari she bought last time in FIC Mall, posing in a pose full of feminine femininity, looking at him with seductive eyes.

Unlike the last time she tried on clothes at the FIC shopping mall, this time Zhao Lina wore the magnificent Indian sari more boldly and seductively.

"Hee-hee, is it good-looking?" Zhao Lina changed her sultry posture and smiled charmingly.

"It's good-looking, it's so good-looking!" Ye Fan exclaimed excitedly, and couldn't help but walk towards Zhao Lina.

However, as soon as he took a step, Zhao Lina immediately shouted: "Don't come!"

Ye Fan had no choice but to retract his feet and stand still.

I saw Zhao Lina explain: "You bought this sare, and I only wore it to show you once." You must not be sentimental and think that I will accept your pursuit. ”

Then, she raised her delicate and small chin and said proudly, "Tell you, if you want me to take a fancy to you, it will take at least ten or eight years of cultivation to be possible!"

"Hehe, yes, yes. Ye Fan replied repeatedly, then blinked and asked, "Then how long can I watch it now?"

"Hee-hee, it depends on my mood. Zhao Lina laughed and changed to a third sultry pose.

Ye Fan saw that his blood was full of blood, and he really wanted to pounce. However, he found that Zhao Lina's posture was a bit like the standing posture of an Indian woman in a sari, which reminded him of belly dancing.

Belly dancing is characterized by extremely seductive twisting of the hips and abdomen, as well as shaking the chest, which is very exciting for the adrenal glands of the male audience.

"Lina, let's have a belly dance, okay?" Looking at Zhao Lina's graceful figure, he shouted to Zhao Lina.

Zhao Lina glared and said, "You think beautifully." You don't want to look at it, you don't look out!"

In fact, she doesn't know how to belly dance at all.

"Hehe, I love to watch, I love to watch it very much. Ye Fan hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't be angry. ”

Zhao Lina proudly raised her pretty face, and then changed to a sultry posture.

"Ye Fan, let me ask you, before I went upstairs just now, didn't I say that you were not allowed to win against my father?

Ye Fan smiled: "You just said that I am not allowed to win your father by playing chess, but you didn't say that I will deliberately lose to your father in calligraphy." Besides, there is no way to deliberately write ugly such a thing as writing. ”

"Qubble!" Zhao Lina bit dissatisfied.

Ye Fan could only spread his hands helplessly and smiled.

In fact, before he put pen to paper, he didn't know the bottom of his own heart, after all, he hadn't used a brush to write for so many years, who knows how well he could write. It's just that the result was a bit unexpected to him, although he hadn't started writing for too long, the calligraphy he wrote was still stronger than Zhao Guodong's halfway monk.