Song Lian didn't know what Yang Yuhuan was thinking in his heart, he wanted to know that Yang Yuhuan was such a woman in his heart, and he would definitely not get too close to Yang Yuhuan. Ｘ

Because Yang Yuhuan usually shows a polite appearance, there will be no such performance of black heart at all.

Song Lian's painting at this time is based on Yang Yuhuan in Yangzhou Tower, and the man he painted is the most handsome man in his mind, and this man is a fictional character.

At this time, the man was holding the small feet of the beauty in the painting based on Yang Yuhuan, and the intoxicated appearance made the beauty look shy.

Ancient women, who paid great attention to their feet, were not people who were determined to be in love for life, and it was impossible to show their feet to others.

So when everyone sees this picture, they will look a little embarrassed.

Yang Yuhuan also looked at this scene with a flushed face, Song Lian's inspiration came from Yang Yuhuan's hint to him, before he started painting, Yang Yuhuan told him that he could draw small feet.

This painting, if nothing else, should be able to compete with Liu Zongyang to the end.

Liu Yuemei, Qian Zhijie and others on the high platform saw that everyone had stopped writing, but Liu Zongyang was still writing, and Qian Zhijie looked at him to wait.

When Liu Zongyang stopped writing, Liu Yuemei smiled charmingly, and the hearts of everyone who looked at it with bright eyes and bright teeth were feverish, especially Liu Yuemei's snorting voice, which made everyone's bones soft, and secretly said that Liu Yuemei really deserved to be the concubine ten years ago, and she didn't lose her style when she smiled.

"Have you all finished writing?"

Everyone nodded in unison, all with confident expressions.

Only Master Li looked a little anxious, Zhang Wuji went to get some water, why hasn't he come back now? Is this painting like this? How embarrassing is that?

At this time, Zhang Wuji was taking water in the cabin, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a naked man who was stirring, looked sideways, and shouted in his heart, Mud Horse, why is Lao Si lonely here?

Took a closer look at the woman lying on a quilt in the cabin, and swayed! Isn't that Mi Yunyan beside Han Mo? This Mi Yunyan looked at Lao Si Lin with confused eyes at this time, and his legs were tightly clamped around Lao Si Li's waist.

A low groan came out, and Zhang Wuji was hot when he saw it! Zhang Wuji really wanted to say that you are not tired, let me help you top it first when you are tired.

Suddenly, Lao Si Lin also turned his head, and when he saw that Zhang Wuji was also on the cabin, he was stunned for a long time, and said secretly: Mud Horse, why is this Zhang Wuji here?

He heard that most of the Oiran were competing for a feast, so he rushed over from Suzhou City, such a lively feast, he must not be missing!

However, he has no invitation, and he has no reputation, everyone doesn't know what the hell this Lao Si Lonely is, and in desperation, he wants to appreciate the beauty, no, he overturned the boat, and happened to meet the conversation between Mi Yunyan and Han Mo.

Han Mo was angry that Mi Yunyan pulled him down, Mi Yunyan reasoned with him, and suddenly Han Mo slapped Mi Yunyan in the face, and scolded Mi Yunyan for being a prostitute, Mi Yunyan angrily scolded Han Mo not to come to her again in the future.

was irritable and conflicted, and just happened to meet Lao Si Lone, she wanted to take revenge on Han Mo, feeling that Han Mo had failed her, and such a man was not worth her life.

So seeing Lao Si Lone's still handsome face and slender body, she especially wanted to vent her inner feelings, so she pounced on Lao Si Lone.

Lao Si saw that Mi Yunyan was so beautiful and infinitely amorous, he couldn't hold the fire in his heart on the spot, so he took off his clothes directly, and he didn't have to find a place.

No, Zhang Wuji was looking for water, and when he found here, he finally found a tank of water, and he just happened to see this scene.

Lao Si was almost weak by Zhang Wuji's sudden appearance, Mi Yunyan said in a coquettish tone: "Don't stop, don't stop, I want to make Han Mo regret it, let him regret it......"

Lao Si Lin made a gesture and motioned to Zhang Wuji, you go quickly, you go quickly.

Zhang Wuji could only spread his hands, glanced at Lao Si Lonely, and asked him to come back to him.

Lao Si nodded silently, and then continued to start a new round of battle.

Gradually, Mi Yunyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt that Lao Si was more handsome, and endured the tearing pain of his lower body, and he groaned again and again.

When Zhang Wuji returned to his position, he found that his painting was gone, and Zhang Wuji asked, "Master, where is my painting?

"The painting has been handed in...... Master Li said with an ugly look: "That Yang Yuhuan was so hateful just now, he took your painting everywhere to show people, and said some ugly words, causing those two old bachelors to throw your painting directly to the ground when they saw it." ”

"Thrown on the ground?" Zhang Wuji looked gloomy in the stands, and found that his painting had been thrown to the ground at this time, and he was also stepped on the opposite side.

This made Zhang Wuji feel so angry in his heart!

Yang Yuhuan cast a pitiful look at him, but Zhang Wuji didn't appreciate it at all, you mocked my paintings and showed me this expression, is it because I'm so confused, right?

Zhang Wuji ignored Yang Yuhuan and asked Master Li to wait for him with peace of mind, and he walked to the top of the high platform.

At this time, on the high platform, Zhang Wuji's painting was being trampled on the ground by Liu Yuemei, and her feet were still on it at this time, and she did not move away.

"Yo! Zhang's boss came up this time, isn't it to be the host?"

"You stepped on my painting. Zhang Wuji looked at Liu Yuemei calmly.

When Liu Yuemei heard this, she exclaimed: "Oh! This is a painting by Zhang Zhang? I thought it was ...... of whom?"

Liu Yuemei leaned over after speaking, ***** was huge and showed a fair and tender skin, Zhang Wuji was not in the mood to look at her hugeness, he just wanted to get his painting back, it was as simple as that.

Liu Yuemei Yingying unfolded Zhang Wuji's painting scroll, and deliberately showed it to everyone, and said with a smile: "What the hell is the painting? Messy, Master Zhang, if you don't know how to paint, you can not paint! Why force yourself?"

"Drawing something like this is a waste of paper, and you might as well throw it away. After Liu Yuemei finished speaking, she was about to tear up Zhang Wuji's painting and throw it away.

Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice: "Give me back the painting, and the next moment, if you want to say that my painting is messy, you can just throw it away." ”

"Oh, does Master Zhang still have the ability to turn decay into magic?" As soon as Liu Yuemei finished speaking, her hand was loosened, and the scroll was about to fall to the ground.

Zhang Wuji turned his body and gently hugged Liu Yuemei's waist, and when Liu Yuemei was screaming, Zhang Wuji pinched Liu Yuemei's delicate body.

Liu Yuemei giggled, as if she had been tickled by Zhang Wuji, and her charming eyes were thrown at Zhang Wuji again and again...... r