Su Jinxin's yelled "Far-Zhi" so naturally, as if she had called him a thousand times, engraved in her heart and merged into the flesh and blood. The slight shock in Young Master Yun's eyes deepened, and it was this moment of astonishment that gave Su Jinxin the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity. Her plain hands firmly wrapped around Young Master Yun's neck, her whole body was close to him, and buried her head in front of him.

Everything seemed to be still at this moment.

The heartbeats of each other and there are two different auras that linger on the tip of their noses.

There is indeed a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves in the distant body. It is so close that it is still as light as it exists. When you smell it, it makes you calm your mind.

Su Jinxin smiled on her lips and quietly pulled the sachet tied around her waist with her fingernails coated with elixir. Immediately, the freshly dried cinnamon powder scented in the sachet emitted a confusion, making Mr. Yun's cold handsome face turn red, but it is also endlessly charming, which makes people sink.

Even in a short moment, she was satisfied.

He looked up and his lips gently covered Mr. Yun's cold lips. He closed his eyes, sucked slowly, and licked lightly. There was no feeling of heartbeat, but it was just a faint, without any ripples.

Then, let go.

"Fuanzhi, you blushed." Looking at Mr. Yun with a dull face, Su Jinxin smiled cunningly, her clear eyes flowed, bright and charming.

Although Su Jinxin's appearance is inconspicuous and ordinary, perhaps not even half of Su Jinyan, when she smiles, it feels like a warm breeze across the earth, making people unable to open their eyes and even more amazing.

Oh my God... Her second lady was actually kissing Mr. Yun, but Mr. Yun did not push the second lady away. What's going on? Qiaolan was already shocked by her second lady's indignation and habitual behavior, and blushed and lowered her head.

Yun Yuanzhi obviously did not expect that a dignified lady from a noble family would be so bold and arrogant. Even if she had not yet finished her studies, she should have learned the virtues of the woman who should have learned. Even if Miss Liu, who was already infamous in Lin'an City, was still obeyed the etiquette and knew how to behave in a position. She was not like her, and she smiled arrogantly, as if he should have hugged her, as if he should have been hers.

Qingjun's face suddenly turned red, her eyebrows frowned, and when the purple bamboo flute in her hand moved, Mr. Yun pushed Su Jinxin to the ground.

"Shameless!" His face was as cold as frost, but Mr. Yun's voice was even colder.

The bright red rouge is still clearly left on the lips, and the woman's quiet aura is clean and untainted.

But she is a shameless woman!

Mr. Yun was so angry that his whole body trembled slightly. He had always known how to control his joys and anger, but he was easily angry by this woman. He was ashamed and angry as he looked, but more so, at a loss.

"Far away, I like you!" I like you as my husband, that's all.

The smile on the corner of Su Jinxin's mouth became more and more gorgeous, but the bitterness in her smile was hidden without any trace. If she could, how could she have made such a bad decision?

She, Su Jinxin, has never been a woman who doesn't know how to love herself.

"Qiaolan, Miss Fu Ben gets up." Su Jin sat calmly on the ground, not feeling any shame at all, nor was hesitant at all. Some were just unwilling to accept it.

With a proud and arrogant eyebrow, he raised his hand and quickly stood up with the power of Qiaolan. Su Jinxinsu held her cuffs tightly with her eyes and smiled indifferently. Then, she turned around and left without looking back, no longer looking at Mr. Yun.

This sudden change made Mr. Yun stunned again, and was a little angry. What a cunning woman who dared to keep playing with him!

The wilderness is steep and dust is revealed, and the green bamboos and green leaves are noble;

The horizontal branches are hugged and want to flow into the sky, but they are just relaxed in the mountains;

...

As my eyes turned, on the rice paper, the beautiful small calligraphy came into my indifferent eyes. Yun Yuanzhi picked it up in disbelief and read it carefully, but was still shocked.

Did she write this?

Thinking of the woman lying on the big stone table just now, holding her pen and writing, Yun Yuanzhi's heart was complicated. If she looked at people with poetry, she shouldn't be like this.

He quickly caught up with him, but when Su Jinxin suddenly looked back, he stopped.

"If the young master wants to know the next stanza of this poem, he should know how to find this lady."

In his previous life, there was a poem in the famous painting that was passed down from generation to generation. The four lines written by Su Jinxin today took half of the poem. Since Prince Yun was willing to put the poem together with his painting, the poem must be deeply loved by Prince Yun.

It seems that she had the right bet.

Mr. Yun was upset, what did he do after her?

I don't know, but I can't understand any thoughts. It seemed that at that moment, when she left, he subconsciously chased after her, trying to ask her for an explanation or settle the score with her?

Junrong frowned repeatedly, Yun Yuanyi's face was complicated.

Haha... A silver bell-like laughter suddenly rang in the green bamboo forest, and it was so crisp and pleasant, innocent.

Young Master Yun's beautiful brows frowned even tighter.

I never knew that a woman would have many changes. She would cry like a child and smile very charmingly. Although her appearance was ordinary, her eyes were extremely lively and cunning. Which one was the real her.

The wilderness is steep and dust is revealed, and the green bamboos and green leaves are noble;

The horizontal branches are hugged and want to flow into the sky, but they are just relaxed in the mountains;

He lowered his head and looked at the poem on the rice paper. Mr. Yun sighed for a while.

"Uncle Yun, Uncle Yun..." Fan Yichu shouted timidly twice, knelt in front of Mr. Yun, as if he had done something wrong.

Yun Yuanzhi came back to his senses and looked at Fan Yichu with a faint look, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Fan Yichu nodded vigorously, "Uncle Yun, I'm here to take the thorns and apologize. For the sake of my sincere regret, I will just give it a fewer hits, okay?"

Fan Yichu tied a few thorns on his small body, stretched out his little hand, and hugged Mr. Yun's robe with a flattering look, "Uncle Yun, I really didn't mean it. The cunning second lady said that if she didn't let her come in, she would set fire to the mountain. For your safety, I had to bring her in."

He was saving Uncle Yun’s life. Fan Yichu muttered in a low voice, “It’s better to lose your innocence than to lose your life.”
Chapter completed!