They were standing, lying, walking or standing 'pocket jades' made of different materials, from precious wood such as golden rosewood and agarwood, to white marble, mutton fat jade, topaz, blood jade and even the purple jade in his hand.

, all of them are lifelike, and their appearance and behavior are profound. Yu Linglong can even recognize the clothes she once wore on these little people.

The eyes of these villains cannot be seen, but it does not mean that they are not there or they are covered by the cloth belt she usually wears. Instead, they are covered with angles, obstructions and even bangs, but they are still recognizable at a glance.

The little person is her, she is Yu Linglong. It can be seen that Shi Lianshuang's concern and deep love for her have been deeply rooted in her bones for ten years.

She gently picked up a miniature version of herself, and saw that the wooden brilliance was a bit rougher than the other carvings, and it looked a little older. It must have been one of the original carvings, but the difference was that the wood carving had been naturally polished.

It is very smooth, which shows that it is often touched by people.

Thinking of this, Yu Linglong's index finger stroking the little man began to tremble slightly, as if she saw the cold and lonely young man sitting alone in front of the window, carefully carving the wood in his hand, with a focused look on his face, and as if he saw the lonely young man.

Whenever he was alone, he took out his wooden box, took out the carvings, looked at and touched him affectionately, but his concentration and affection were deeply hidden under the thick veil and cold face.

Her throat was a little choked. No one knew where this young man's persistence and passionate love came from, but the purity and profoundness of this love truly enveloped her: "It's so beautiful."

Shi Lianshuang's stiff face relaxed, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared closely at Yu Linglong's soft profile, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Perhaps after this moment, even if he died for her, he would be willing to do so without any regrets.

Yu Linglong raised her face, looked at Shi Lian Shuangbing's cool and extremely handsome face, suddenly smiled brightly, and put the small sandalwood 'Fliu Liu Meditation Standing Sculpture' in her arms: "Shuang, come on.

Let's prepare to go home in a few days." Before leaving, you have to deal with the people in the Jimo family who have plotted against you, right?

Shi Lianshuang asked subconsciously: "Then they..."

Yu Linglong smiled clearly: "They are in my heart."

Shi Lianshuang looked at her deeply and took her into his broad arms: "Okay."

There is a kind of tacit understanding and affection, which is unwavering support and silent dedication.

The next day, it drizzled.

The experienced people in Jingdu had been prepared as early as the day before yesterday, and the drizzle in Jingdu was also a rare sight in Jinghu Lake. The arty literati and young lady happened to like such a day, so she took an umbrella and went boating.

Yu Linglong woke up in the morning and opened her eyes to see Shi Lianshuang sitting at the table in front of the bed.

Shi Lianshuang's frosty handsome face was very serious and gentle. While looking at himself sleeping, he stubbornly carved the half-finished purple jade in his hand. Seeing Yu Linglong stand up, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, his expression cold and dull.

The eyes full of affection made Yu Linglong feel a little embarrassed for the first time.

Xu Shishi Lian Shuang's gaze was too pure and not tinged with lust at all. Yu Linglong simply started dressing and grooming carelessly. Shi Lian Shuang was not a person who could help a woman comb and tie her hair, so she continued to wave the carving knife in her hand.
Chapter completed!