Chapter 787

Lin Sui chuckled lightly, leaving marks on the scroll.

He knew that Yan Qin's reluctance and reluctance were mixed with moisture, if he remembered it, he would blushed and ask him to draw more.

But even if he has no memory, he doesn't seem to be able to last long, and his strength is not going anywhere.

No, it's hard enough.

"You are like this, I am a little difficult to deal with."

Lin Sui picked up something that was hindering his writing with his pen, his tone soft.

He didn't realize that it was his own random writing, and he blamed the young man for being ignorant, and gave him a chance to repay the favor, but not only did he not thank him for his generosity and kindness, but instead created side effects and let things get in the way.

Yan Qin couldn't help but tilt his head, and his eyes fell on the burning silver charcoal in the corner, wishing that he was really a piece of paper and was burned to ashes.

Beads of sweat rolled down from the corners of his forehead. The last time he was a painter, he didn't realize it, but this time he knew the taste of writing with a soft brush.

Unfortunately, he was still facing Lin Sui head-on, and he could see Lin Sui hanging his head and painting, and his eyes fell on him.

He seemed to be unable to smell the bitter smell of the medicine, and there was only an almost sweet and warm fragrance around him, which made his palms sweat.

Lin Sui raised his hand, traced along the top with great interest, and then commented: "It's ugly."

Yan Qin couldn't help but look at it. It was not good-looking at first, but now it was smeared with black ink marks, making it look even more ugly and hideous.

"You disturbed my interest in painting, Mr. Yan Lang, what do you think now?"

Lin Sui put the pen aside and waited for the young man's answer.

Yan Qin's appearance looks so pitiful. Others say that the talented person with calligraphy and painting is like Zhilan Yushu, and now he stands in an embarrassing posture in the villain's house. He obviously promised to repay the favor, but he was wronged by himself.

Yan Qin's chest heaved, knowing that this was Lin Sui's trick, but he had no choice but to continue.

"What do you think, my lord?"

Yan Qin couldn't figure out what the person in front of him was thinking, and didn't know what to do with the current situation, so he simply followed Lin Sui's mind and did whatever he wanted.

"Wipe clean, since you said so, then please trouble Lord Yan Lang to serve me. When the service is satisfactory, this matter will be over."

A basin of clean water was placed on a shelf in the corner of the pavilion. After Lin Suijing cleaned his hands, he wiped off the water droplets on his hands with a handkerchief, and threw the handkerchief on Yan Qin's body.

Unbiased, exactly where he said ugly.

Yan Qin's mind was bright, so his eyes widened slightly, and his heart was full of shock.

He suddenly understood that the reason why Lin Sui came to him was not because of his paintings, but because of his people.

He should have been extremely disdainful of the sycophant's style of behavior, but his legs seemed to betray his reason, driving him to a corner, and using a handkerchief to wipe himself clean, the originally clean water was stained with ink and became muddy .

Yan Qin turned around, and the things on the long table were pushed aside, only a box of ointment was in it, and Lin Sui was sitting on a chair, propping his chin and waiting for him to approach.

Most scholars only hold a pen in their hands, but Yan Qin is different. He has practiced swordsmanship, and his fingers have a thin layer of calluses.

Doing a job he has never done before, he seems to be more attentive than painting and outlining the edges.

It's a pity that the basin of water has turned black and can't show people's appearance, otherwise he would have discovered that the face reflected in the water was extremely bright instead of being reluctant to submit.

The slender and thin crescent moon is beautiful in the world.

Sanqiu osmanthus fragrance overflows from the courtyard of the study.

Caixiao and the others got the order to stay three feet away from the small courtyard, and no one could enter.

This mansion is luxurious and the courtyard is deep, the faint sound from the pavilion in the middle of the lake has long been scattered in the wind.

The Rahu Bead radiates light, which is fleeting.

Before the sun set, Lin Sui couldn't take it anymore. His body was really useless, and he was hanging on medicine to continue his life. He couldn't lift his tired hands after two times, and even breathing became a little laborious.

Even so, he is still a dignitary, and he gave today's guest a 'fair' comment.

Yan Qin's throat tightened slightly, and he resisted the impulse. The person in his arms looked too weak, which also made the satisfied breath between his brows more arrogant and indifferent.

Since Yan Qin wanted to serve, he naturally did a thorough job, tidying up the clothes, and the new dirty handkerchief sank into the water along with the old handkerchief that had been wiped.

"Mr. Yan Xiaolang, let's go out, this time the two will be settled."

The young man's words lingered in Yan Qin's mind. He should have relaxed, but Yan Qin's expression when he left the house was unknowingly ugly.

Such a domineering person suddenly breaks into his world, and throws it away when he is done using it.

How can I be cleared, I am afraid that I have to get that person out of his mind, so that he does not dream of him, and does not recall the Huxin Pavilion that day.

Yan Qin was depressed and locked himself in the room, but his parents were about to travel far away, so he had to deal with these matters.

The things in the house were explained to him one by one by his mother. Yanqin asked his classmates in Yanzhou if there were any urgently needed things in Beijing that Yanzhou did not have, and bought some things for them.

Even though she was used to parting, Mrs. Yan didn't know how long it would take to go to Yanzhou, and she couldn't help chatting with Yan Qin, telling him to study hard and try not to offend others on weekdays.

Yan Qin was a little distracted when he heard the last sentence, and didn't know if he offended someone unintentionally, would that Master Lin appear to make him owe him more favors.