"Hold it." I handed the violin in my hand and the qin bow together with the face of happiness, but was contaminated with doubt. I looked at the girl with a little red look, and then I raised my strong arm and snatched it. "Oh! Brother Jun..." Cheng Luanluan called out in shame, and I shook my body and widened my eyes: "Oh what, I am your husband, I'm carrying you back to the room, what else? Let's not feel dizzy if I don't eat for a day? Don't you have eyes? Even if your stomach doesn't cramp, you have to be knotted?"

My voice seemed very charming. Inspired by my righteous words, Cheng Luanluan gave up the force of struggle and snuggled softly in my arms. Her shy eyes drooped down timidly. She nodded lightly, her fingers gently stroked the strings. The corners of her mouth were curved and so cute that I almost stepped on the air and dived in the two of them several times.

"Brother Jun, what's this called?!" Cheng Luanluan was restless in my arms, caressing the violin in his hand, raised his eyes and asked at me with a smile.

"This is called a violin, it is a new musical instrument I created specifically for you. Do you like it?" I showed my snow-white teeth, which was very white and bright under the moonlight...

I hugged a beautiful girl and took a small step. It took almost an incense stick to reach Cheng Luanluan's couch. I continued to look at the beauty who was about to transform into water with affection. The rapid footsteps of the thunderous footsteps sounded on the ladder, which scared me so much that I quickly ran up, and found a piece of land to sit in a dangerous position, restoring my true nature.

Cheng Luanluan looked at my actions and saw my panicked look. She couldn't help but hide her hand in front of her mouth and smiled with her face. Her bright colors were even sweeter. I was so angry that I glared at her, and the answer I got was a playful giggle.

"Hello, son-in-law, Miss, please eat something." Seeing the face that belonged to Xiaochan, I couldn't help but feel relieved. I stood up and raised my hand to take the food box, and smiled at the little maid: "I'll do it."

"Young sister can eat it yourself..." Cheng Luanluan's pink face was extremely charming, so embarrassed that she almost wanted to cover her cheeks. I guess Mr. Cheng would not do this job. This young master was probably the first man to feed this little beauty.

"You didn't sleep all night last night, and today you haven't had a drop of water. You must be weak. Let me do it." He picked up the small jade bowl, picked up a spoon, scooped the fragrant rice porridge, and slowly put it into her plump red lips.

Chan'er stood by, stared at me, looking at me feeding rice porridge spoonful to Cheng Luanluan's mouth, and in the end, Cheng Luanluan couldn't stand it, "Cyan'er, go down first, I'll call you if you have something to do."—

"I'm still ashamed? What's so shameful? In two months, you will be my wife." I finally breathed a sigh of relief as my footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs. Although we were thick-skinned, we felt hot just now. I turned around and laughed at Cheng Luanluan and said.

Cheng Luanluan bit her red lips with her teeth and looked at me with shame, but she didn't say anything to express her dissatisfaction.

"Come on, eat another piece of food, so that you can be good." Cheng Luanluan had a good appetite and swept everything away. Her face was as haggard as she saw when she was just now.

"This musical instrument is mine!" Cheng Luanluan let me wipe her mouth with a towel, and put the violin in her arms with both hands, locked it tightly, and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Of course it's yours. In the future, I will teach you some more songs!" He raised his hand and stroked her cheeks. The warm and smooth feel was really fascinating. Cheng Luanluan was so embarrassed that her eyebrows were full of indescribable shyness. Not only did she not want to avoid it, she fell to the ground and let my fingers rub her cheeks.

The skin was as clear as the snowy skin under the lamp, like the warm and moisturized fat jade, and the slightly bent mouth felt a sense of happiness. As my eyes opened and closed, a strange charm hit my heart bit by bit.

I closed my hands and hugged the violin in my arms. The high-bulging peaks almost completely submerged the piano arms. My God, this huge size is probably beyond my palm-like big hand.

"Brother Jun, what kind of song you played just now?" Cheng Luanluan said softly and softly, breathing in my palm casserole, numb and numb. For a moment, he was stunned.

Cheng Luanluan called out several times again, and then I realized that I had lost my composure. I withdrew my hand and rubbed it awkwardly, preparing to answer. Looking at her charming and lovely face, I stopped and shook my head and smiled: "I don't know. I just saw you standing in the attic. For some reason, I suddenly remembered such a tune and pulled it up." I looked at Cheng Luanluan sincerely, without any fluctuations on my face. Anyway, Chopin's ancestors were working in Europe at this moment, but they picked up sticks and ran wildly in the mountains. The copyright naturally could not belong to those people.

"No, since this is a song for me, I should name it." Cheng Luanluan blushed, gave me anger, frowned slightly, and began to think about the name of the song.

After concentrating for a while, a magnificent sense of arrogance and joy appeared on Cheng Luanluan's cheeks: "Since Jun Ge'er played this song because of his younger sister, why not just call it Luanluan's song?"

"Okay!" I slapped my hands: "Luan is the essence of the red god, red, five colors, chicken shape, five sounds in the crowing. The classics of the mountain and sea say: There is a bird called the phoenix on the mountain of the female bed. The Han Dynasty's "Dao Fu" also says: The phoenix on the female bed is singing, the phoenix on the elixir of the elixir, and the sound of the phoenix on the elixir, and the sound of the elixir in the elixir, is indeed a wonderful person." I continued to shamelessly flatter at this girl, until the Cheng Luanluan's anger continued to stop. At this moment, Cheng Luanluan's resentment was also all over my flattery. I said nonsense, in order to catch this girl with both civil and military, I naturally made a lot of hard work and found a large number of classics. Of course, it was mainly based on our palace maid, the beauty who never forgets and reads the classics.

"Okay, when you let yourself take the edge, will I just play this song for you in the future?" I leaned closer and blew in her ears, and felt the beautiful person tremble slightly and nodded ashamedly.

"Son-in-law, the second young master asked me to call you to have a drink, hurry up!" The crisp voice of the cicada came from downstairs.

"Second brother is the same. Whenever you come, you will be drunk by them. If you don't go to the sea now, what do I think I dare to do?" Cheng Luanluan sat up with a pout and muttered quietly.

Seeing her making plans for me, I couldn't help but feel warm and patted her hands: "It's okay, my uncles and I are also friends. Since they have all called me, how can I not please my brothers? You should have a rest. I will come to see you again in two days and teach you how to use this violin..."

Finally, I was reluctant to part with Cheng Luanluan. I slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard. Looking back and looking up, behind the thin curtain, the graceful figure was still stopping outside the window...

Three days later, Yan Liben's mansion became thin and haggard, but still energetic, sitting opposite him, sucking tea sips in one mouthful, but his eyes stared at me without blinking for a moment.

I was snatching the maps on the desk one by one, and I was squeaking my mouth, and I had illustrations, all of them were full of spirits, Lu Bu among people, and Red Rabbit among horses. The aura of the world, which was the loyal and loyal Marquis of Han Shouting, who drank the Changban, Zhang Fei, who was invincible in his wisdom, Zhuge who turned the world around while talking and laughing...

He used the simplest simplicity of the simplicity of the simplicity of the simplicity of Yan Liben's portraits, which was even more different than Yan Liben's simple living creatures. The charm makes people feel a deeper desire to penetrate the picture and be with the heroes of the ages. So much so that I couldn't even look away, I just wanted to hide all these pictures in my mind.

"Okay! OK, looking at this album, I am afraid that there will be no more pictures in the world in the future." I sighed sincerely-

"Brother Fang is too humble. If you hadn't taught me how to describe portraits and sketches, Yan would have been just a man who was working behind closed doors at this moment." Yan Liben finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had worked hard to spend more than two hundred small illustrations, and he could get the recognition of others, so how could he not like it.

I stood up, straightened Zhengguan very seriously, and bowed to Yan Liben: "Thank you, Fang Jun. It is not an exaggeration to call this collection of illustrations a national treasure."

"Oh, please get up quickly. You and I are using these false etiquettes. It is a lifelong blessing for Yan to learn about painting skills with Brother Fang. Yan remembers this love in his heart, and he is always worried and cannot repay. Now some small pictures are just works by Yan who practices the fusion techniques. In the future, Brother Fang will ask for something, and only one sentence is." Yan Liben quickly supported me.

"By the way, Brother Yan, I have a ruthless request. I hope Brother Yan can agree." After hearing Yan Liben's words, I really remembered one thing, which was the picture of the twenty-four heroes of the Lingyan Pavilion painted by Yan Liben. The original creator stood in front of me and did not give it a favor. Wouldn't we travel through the Tang Dynasty in vain?

"Haha, my good brother just say it clearly." Yan Liben picked up the tea bowl at me and said in a respectful manner.
Chapter completed!