Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 1865 Heartbeat II

Man Bao had closed the sword and let Wei Yu hold it. She also carefully arranged the cuffs for him. She took a few steps back and looked at the window standing by the window, bathed in the spring sunshine, her face seemed to be plated with light. The average Wei Yu nodded in satisfaction.

  Based on her understanding of Changyu, if she could see Wei Yu like this with her own eyes, she would have a good impression on her.

  Wei Yu didn't think much in his mind at this time. It was almost Zhou Man commanding an action, but Bai Shan quietly shook his head, thinking that Princess Changyu liked all the fancy.

   Isn’t Wei Yu looking handsome looking at his homework?

  Man Bao ran to Bai Shan, saw him spread the paper, and took a look at the paint he had picked, then turned to look at Wei Yu, then picked the paint and rubbed it out for him.

  Bai Shan naturally did not have the care and thoughtfulness of Mingda, so he did not intend to paint this small portrait too finely, but it was vivid, and he painted the facial features and the clothes on his body.

  Bai Shan outlined the person in a few strokes, and then began to trace slowly, looking up at Wei Yu from time to time.

  Man Bao was helping out while talking to Wei Yu, "Master Wei, since you know how to use swordsmanship, do you know polo?"

Wei Yu also heard people say that Princess Changyu likes to play polo. Knowing that Zhou Man was quietly leaking Princess Changyu's preferences, he smiled embarrassedly and said: "I don't know how to play horses. The ball, but watching friends play, it needs riding skills."

  Man Bao nodded, and asked curiously, "Then what entertainment does Young Master Wei like? Except for reading, playing chess, drawing, and writing."

  Wei Yu opened her mouth and got stuck for a while.

  Man Bao understood at a glance, he was gone.

  It was she had expected it, and at this time she could not help but sighed quietly in her heart, then they had no common topic.

  She glanced at Bai Shan, who happened to be looking up at her.

  After the eyes of the two people met, they moved their gazes tacitly, and Bai Shan continued to lower his head to paint.

   Standing by the window, Wei Yu, who knew that they had decided to kiss early, became silent.

  Man Bao has found a new topic, "Do you like to eat? Princess Changyu especially likes delicious food."

  Who doesn't like the delicious ones?

  Eating and drinking are the same as having fun. Why should you care too much?

  Zhen food is naturally good, but rough tea and light rice are not a bad idea, but Wei Yu didn’t say that. Instead, he smiled and nodded: “People in the world can’t live without food and drink. Who wouldn’t like delicious food?”

  Man Bao seemed to have finally found their common ground, and said happily: "That's great, I don't know what Wei Gongzi likes to eat."

  Wei Yu smiled and said two things that she loves more, and then asked Princess Man Bao Changyu what she likes to eat?

  Man Bao paused, thought for a long time, and finally said: "She likes everything that is delicious."

  This answer is too broad. Wei Yu blinked and looked at Zhou Man.

  Man Bao slightly embarrassed and laughed with Wei Yu.

  Bai Shan also thought of Princess Changyu's preferences, couldn't help but smile, raised his head and glanced at Wei Yu, then continued to draw with a pen.

  He didn't want to paint in detail, but it took more than an hour. The servants walked back and forth twice outside the door, wanting to invite them to lunch, but he didn't dare to disturb.

When Bai Shan finally closed his pen, Wei Yu was also stiff and numb when he stood by the window. He moved slightly first, feeling the numbness on his legs disappeared a lot, and then he hung the sword back without any discoloration. On the wall, and then walked over to look at the painting.

   Seeing himself in the painting, Wei Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at Bai Shan after a moment: "Brother Bai drew me too well."

  Bai Shan smiled and said, "The Shen Yun is less than one-tenth of Brother Wei's."

  Wei Yu looked at himself in the painting and exclaimed, “Brother Bai is too humble. This painting can become a heirloom.”

   is just right for future generations to pay their respects to the ancestors.

  Bai Shan left the table to wash his hands on the shelf, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Wei likes it. You can leave it to posterity for later use as a visitor."

  Wei Yu smiled and said, "How can this be? This painting is not mine."

  After he finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, and his face blushed as he reacted.

  Man Bao had already laughed, and said, "Aren't the princesses belong to your descendants?"

  Bai Shan also smiled.

  Wei Yu bowed his head a little embarrassedly, and when he turned his head to see the person standing by the window again, he cleared his throat.

  The people outside the door immediately came in and asked them to have lunch.

  Wei Yu also hurriedly turned sideways and asked them to go to the front hall for dinner.

  Bai Shan dried his hands, smiled and nodded, and went to the lobby with Man Bao.

  At this moment, all the members of the Wei family have eaten, and Bai Shan is here, and it is not easy to eat with the female family members, so the three of them form a table alone.

  While eating, Man Bao also paid special attention to what Wei Yu was eating, and found that he was really impartial and ate everything.

  Man Bao couldn't help but bring out a bad problem when he was thinking, biting his chopsticks and looking at Wei Yu.

  Bai Shan's foot gently touched her under the table, Man Bao immediately returned to his senses, pretending that nothing happened and continued to eat.

  When they left the Wei family with the dried paintings, Bai Shan couldn't help but complain: "You haven't cared about my preferences so much."

  Man Baodao: "Growing up together, who doesn't know who? Then I want to ask what do you like best?"

   Not waiting for Bai Shan’s answer, Man Bao said directly: “You like fish the most, or mandarin fish.”

  Bai Shan opened her mouth, and finally closed her mouth. Forget it, what she said is right, who grew up together, who doesn’t know who.

  But he was still a little unhappy, so the two of them didn't speak along the way.

  When he got home, Man Bao stretched out his hand at him, Bai Shan reacted for a while before remembering that she was going to take the painting in his hand.

  His face was dark, he directly patted the rolled up painting on her hand, turned around and left.

  Daji led the horse and stood aside, and when the young master walked away, he asked Man Bao, "Why is the young master angry?"

  Man Bao raised his head and snorted, took the painting and turned and left. He was angry, who wouldn't know it.

  Daji looked at Man Bao, who was angrily going to the other side. After a while, he turned to look at the other side. Sure enough, he saw a figure standing there on the floor tiles at the corner.

  Daji saw the figure pause for a long time before leaving, then shook his head slightly, and left Mara to the stable.

Man Bao took the painting back to her room, and then remembered that her book basket was still in the study in the yard over there, but she was at odds with the people, she didn't go there, so he put the painting in his hand. On the table, decided to talk about it later.

   Zhou Lijun heard the clanging sound of the next room and couldn’t help but ran out and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"

  Man Bao, who can fall to the ground with a book, picked up the book and replied, "Nothing, I'm looking for a book."

  　See you at nine in the evening

  (End of this chapter)