Today is another day of hooking

Chapter 1359 My Person, Full Score of Sweetness [8]

In this new city overnight, many people moved.

In the middle of winter in the twelfth lunar month, the night is quiet, and more people can't sleep.

……

When the sun is warm in winter.

"Hmph..." Jiang Zhongqing hummed a little tune, picked up a paintbrush she hadn't touched for a long time, and set up an easel to paint in the pavilion in the yard.

Another good day today.

Her butler came over: "Miss, Master Shen is here."

This housekeeper is very prestigious, he is the son of the old lady Jiang's grandmother, as a qualified eyeliner, he is on the side of Jiang's aunt's fiance, because Shen Yinian is very popular with the old lady.

Jiang Zhongqing is dressed like a noble lady today, she heard that Shen Yinian is here, who is it?Shen Yinian?

She asked: "What is Shen Yinian doing here?"

There is neither a date nor a family dinner today.

What does he come to do?
The butler couldn't answer this question, so he smiled kindly: "Miss, Master Shen is already in the living room." So it's time for you to see Master Shen.

Jiang Zhongqing hasn't seen Shen Yinian these few days, because another year has passed, and Shen Yinian is still younger than her. If you talk about dating with that face, it is really a crime. Covering your face makes it difficult for my sister and me.

If you haven't passed your level, don't see him yet.

Jiang Zhongqing: "Housekeeper, if you tell Shen Yinian to go to the front yard, you just say I'm not free."

The housekeeper: "Miss, you can paint again when you have time. It's rare for Young Master Shen to come here. It's a pity not to be able to accompany Young Master Shen."

Jiang Zhongqing: "..."

It seems oh.

Shen Yinian seldom comes to my yard, maybe he doesn't even know how to get to the garden.

I also blame him for not being close to me for so many years.

Deserve it.

It was impossible for Jiang Zhongqing to put down the paintbrush in his hand, forget it.

"You let him come here."

……

Shen Yinian came here and was in a daze.

Jiang Zhongqing focused on drawing paper, and the two of them were sitting in the pavilion. The background was white snow and red flowers, which also looked beautiful like a picture scroll.

"Shen Yinian."

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

Since this year has passed, the atmosphere of the two people has changed. It can be said that the children in the family have grown up.

Jiang Zhongqing still took the initiative to pick up the topic: "Shen Yinian, why did you come to my house today?" Grandpa Shen didn't grab you to study?
He turned to look at her, with a quiet and beautiful face, starry eyes in his dark eyes: "Because you didn't look for me, so I came here."

Because you have neglected me during this time.

Jiang Zhongqing: "..."

Why is hhhhh such a big deal?

I'm so guilty!

Shen Yinian didn't expect Jiang Zhongqing to say some love words, he took the initiative to move closer to Jiang Zhongqing's side, and saw the familiar silhouette on it...

He lightly pursed the corners of his lips, revealing a faintly visible dimple around his mouth. His facial features were exquisite and flawless, but together they gave off a heroic and chilling feeling...

"this is me."

Tsk, what are you proud of.

Jiang Zhongqing didn't stop her wrists, and a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth unconsciously, "Yeah."

Shen Yinian was the only one who painted under Jiang Zhongqing's pen.

When she finished drawing "Shen Yinian", she picked up a pen and left a line of words on it: You are the joy of youth.

——The other way around is you.

"???"

Every time Shen Yinian received a painting, there were words written by Jiang Zhongqing on it. He always thought she was practicing calligraphy, because he didn't feel that she was distracted...

just now.

Shen Yinian couldn't help but look at her.

Jiang Zhongqing blushed, looking at what he was looking at, he didn't see anyone writing a love story, and sent him off angrily: "Okay, okay, let's go back with the painting..." He muttered, "Anyway, you can't understand ..."

(End of this chapter)