Be Good Chapter 97: Forcibly pushed to the position of talented woman

Yuan Changhuan looked at Xie Ci from a distance.

Those phoenix eyes are still clear and gentle, and he really is a peerless and beautiful son.

However...

Yuan Changhuan's vermilion lips parted slightly, and he silently said three words: "Hypocrite."

Thank you for seeing clearly. The gentle smile on her lips deepened, but there was a hint of provocation deep in her eyes.

Yuan Changhuan is a person who cannot withstand provocation, especially Xie Ci.

"Yes, why not?"

After finishing speaking, he moved lightly with brisk lotus steps.

The face is delicate and charming, the figure is enchanting and seductive, and the gestures are lazy and magnificent. People want to look at them, but they are afraid to look at them, for fear of drooling and nosebleeds...

They all claim to be well-learned and well-educated scholars, so naturally they can't be so ashamed.

So, apart from Xie Ci, few people dared to look directly at Yuan Changhuan.

Yuan Changhuan calmly walked to Xie Ci's side and stood still in front of the table.

"Did you draw this?"

On the rosewood table is a picture of peach blossoms with broken branches.

Xie Ci looked at Yuan Changhuan's side face close at hand, isn't this little girl terribly afraid of him, why... suddenly so proactive.

He responded in a low voice.

Yuan Changhuan smiled at him, "Young Master Xie's painting is really good."

It seems that all the light is concentrated on this smiling face, which is unattainable.

The pale jade hand caressed the chin, in stark contrast to the bright red lips.

Thank you for a moment.

“…”

The next moment, Xie Ci's back hurts.

Looking at her originally rippling eyes turned into a smug and delicate look.

Xie Ci forcibly suppressed his inner desire.

It's still a little girl.

Xie Ci let Yuan Changhuan's lotus feet step on his instep, and slowly tidied up the creases made by painting just now, and said leisurely: "Miss Yuan, it's time to start, how about doing it for this eldest son?" An inscription on the painting."

"Aren't you going to ruin Xie Shizi's masterpiece?" Yuan Changhuan said modestly, but his hands moved very quickly. He picked up the brush on the table and was about to write.

The next moment, Xie Ci grabbed his wrist.

The two are in the center, very close together.

However, due to the large table case, no one saw the entanglement between the two people under the table who almost fought.

I just saw Xie Shizi holding Miss Yuan's wrist.

Whispered to her, "Forget it, I'm afraid your word will ruin this painting."

"Then you..."

Xie Ci took the writing brush in Yuan Changhuan's hand, and casually whispered a few words in her ear.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes were slightly startled.

What is this man thinking...

Aren't you embarrassing her?

How come...

Yuan Changhuan bit his lower lip. Immediately, he was pushed away two steps by Xie Ci.

Xie Ci said in his breezy and bright voice: "Miss Yuan, why don't you say, what about my son?"

"Let's take this peach blossom as the title."

"The trees are full of tenderness and redness, and the dandelion of thousands of branches is shining in the spring." Yuan Changhuan finally uttered the few lines of poems that Xie Ci said in her ear just now under the scorching gaze of everyone.

As soon as I said a few words, a talented scholar shouted: "Good poem!"

"How to build a millennium practice, will show the world's nature."

Then, after Yuan Changhuan finished reading the last two sentences, the face of the person who spoke just now turned red with excitement, "That's great, just a few words, there is no peach blossom in the whole article, but it makes people feel the beauty of peach blossom in full bloom, The last two sentences are even more eye-catching, amazing!"

"Miss Yuan has such talent, the rumors are really unbelievable."

"I'm talented but don't show it. I don't want to let go of the rumors outside. This is everyone's demeanor."

"Miss Yuan deserves the name of a talented woman from Daqi."

Seeing everyone's excitement and excitement, Yuan Changhuan looked at Xie Ci with a dazed expression on his face.

Xie Ci smiled mysteriously at her.

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The poem Xie Shizi secretly stuffed for Yuanyuan is excerpted from [Tang Wu Rong: "Peach Blossom"].