In the pavilion, Luo Yuchen was persuading Luo Qianqian with bitter words.
"Little aunt, are you really not going back?
Grandpa reads you so much at home!
” "Ah, auntie, what a big deal, you are father and daughter, how can you have an overnight feud?"
"They said that they will never force you to marry again, really, really!"
"I swear!"
…… Luo Qianqian threw the rice paper on the stone table, obsessed with painting, completely treating Luo Yuchen as air.
Luo Yuchen went to the left for a while, and then to the right, but let his saliva dry, Luo Qianqian ignored him.
After a long time, Luo Qianqian finally said: "Go back!"
” As soon as he opened his mouth, let him go!
Luo Yuchen is very happy.
"Little aunt, do you really want to do this?"
Luo shallow ignored.
"Do you really, really, really want this?"
Luo Yuchen just had to kneel down for Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian still stared at his paintings, painting seriously, as if Luo Yuchen didn't exist.
"Little aunt, if you go on like this, I really can't play happily with you!"
Luo Yuchen resented.
Luo Qianqian lifted the pen, and glanced up at Luo Yuchen rarely, she said lightly: "Yuchen, you are not young, you have time to worry about your aunt's affairs, why don't you worry about your own life's affairs?"
If you play around like this, I'm afraid no girl will dare to marry you in the future!
” "......"
Luo Yuchen's expression froze instantly!
Which pot is not opened, which pot is this!
This little aunt of his own, he is really out of line!
Luo Qianqian is a few years older than Luo Yuchen, but he is a generation older than Luo Yuchen.
Luo Qianqian is famous for her talent and learning, and has the reputation of "the first talented woman in Xiyan", she is conceited all her life and is unwilling to be bound by the world.
She is so willful, even in the matter of choosing a husband, she is always willful, so that after the age of marriage, she is still alone.
The Luo family members were all in a hurry, but Luo Qianqian didn't think so at all.
Five years ago, she simply came to Tianxuan Academy to be a teacher, and even Emperor Xiyan didn't have a problem with her.
Luo Yuchen thought of her beautiful little aunt, and felt that her head hurt.
The elders in the Bisheng family all had to come to negotiate with Luo Qianqian, and they really had a headache thinking about it.
He is a dignified prime minister of a country, and he runs to Tianxuan Courtyard from time to time, just for this little aunt who is not a few years older than him......
"It's okay to come to me, Tianxuan Yuan is not your meeting room."
Luo snorted lightly, too lazy to take care of it.
Luo Yuchen said angrily: "What, little aunt, don't dislike me so much, I have been completely disliked in the Luo family!"
” "Do you know you're disliked?
Well, pretty self-aware!
Luo Qianqian dropped the last stroke, picked up the pen, and put it aside, very satisfied.
"That's it!"
Luo Qianqian's painting is a pair of ink orchids, dyed with ink on rice paper, beautiful and refined.
Luo Yuchen glanced at it, smacked his tongue and said, "You really love orchids for ten years, you paint so well." ” "Count yourself insightful."
Luo smiled lightly.
Luo Yuchen pouted and said, "No matter how well it is drawn, it is still a dead thing."
I really don't understand you, what's the meaning of being intoxicated with ink?
If you don't marry again, you're really old!
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” "Shut up!"
Luo Qianqian stretched out his hand to beat Luo Yuchen, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Ning Huan and others not far away.
Coincidentally, Ning Huan also looked towards them.
"Is that you?"
"Is that you?"
Luo Qingqian and Luo Yuchen spoke at the same time.