Before Ling Luoyu finished speaking, Mo Xuanchen suddenly began to take off his clothes.

Ling Luoyu was confused: "Mo Xuanchen...why are you taking off your clothes?!"

Mo Xuanchen was very serious: "For the sake of your painting, you are more similar, I have made a small decision!! I want to sacrifice myself and serve you well..."

Ling Luoyu: "…get out…”

She kicked Mo Xuanchen over and got up to find something.

"What are you looking for?"

"Carbon stone!"

Looking at the dozen carbon stones of varying thicknesses prepared by Ling Luoyu, Mo Xuanchen was a little surprised.

"Yu'er, what are you doing!?"

"Portrait your mother..."

"You... don't use a brush?"

"I don't know that thing!"

She can just sketch.

If you have the same attainment as the whole brush stroke, you still lack a lot of energy.

Following the memory, Ling Luoyu used carbon stone as the tip of the pen to draw a clear ear on rice paper bit by bit.

As the outline formed, Mo Xuanchen suddenly did not dare to look at it again.

Even though he can hide his emotions well in his heart and not reveal them easily, he still can't stand the torment like a knife.

Time passed by minute by minute, and he was also restless and walked around from time to time, but he did not dare to disturb her.

It was not until the lights were on and the candle was lit, and Ling Luoyu finished his pen.

"alright!"

Mo Xuanchen finally stopped the anxious circle: "Okay?!"

Ling Luoyu stood up: "I'll go out for a rest, you can see it yourself first..."

Emotional catharsis does not require anyone’s company!

Even his closest lover will make him focus.

Therefore, Ling Luoyu chose to avoid it.

After leaving the bamboo house, Ling Luoyu raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, and a smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of his lips.

"It's really interesting... If I hadn't protected his fetal aura two thousand years ago, maybe he would have had nothing to do now..."

She seemed to have forgotten that she was still the culprit for causing her mother to get angry.

Thinking of her first encounter with Mo Xuanchen, the stars flashed in the eyebrows and shone with bright light.

The figure under the shade of the tree now seems so interesting when I think about it.

What I was thinking about was beautiful, but a noise suddenly came.

"There is fire in the bamboo house! Come quickly and surround the bamboo house..."

Listening to the movement, I came straight to the scene.

"Mo Xuanchen..."

Just as she was about to enter, the candlelight in the room suddenly went out, and she was also pulled into the barrier by Mo Xuanchen.

"Shh!"

He whispered his lips, pressing her against the door, looking beyond her and looking out of the crack.

With the bright lights on, Long Tian led people to come, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"Who said there is ghost fire in the bamboo house?"

A guard stepped forward tremblingly: "I saw it when I replied to the eldest master..."

"Nonsense!!! The bamboo house has not been exhausted for hundreds of years. How could there be ghost fires appear now?!"

Ghost fire?!

Ling Luoyu looked at Mo Xuanchen.

He was still staring outside.

The joke suddenly felt upset, and she tiptoed and kissed his lips.

The kiss of the dragonfly made Mo Xuanchen tremble all over and suddenly looked down.

The fire outside passed through the gap and sprinkled on her face, adding a kind of calm and gentle beauty.

It seemed that at this moment, the one in front of him was no longer a stunning woman, but a wife who was as calm as water and calm as she was.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

When the lips touches, it is no longer the sparks of the past, but the refreshing quiet fragrance.

This is his woman.

A woman who can move forward hand in hand, retreat side by side, smile and watch the wind and clouds roll, and look down on the world proudly.

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I'm wondering, do you want to eat meat???! Girls, what do you think? Just ask for a reward and a ticket~~
Chapter completed!