World Tibet Bureau

My brain suddenly buzzed.

Just the two of them.

But every man has a dry mouth.

not to mention.

Xu Qing also made some small moves.

I gently grabbed her hand.

Xu Qing stopped, hugged me tightly, buried her head in front of me, said nothing, did not move, her cheeks were hot, and her breathing was extremely rapid.

After half an hour.

Xu Qing shrugged his shoulders, began to sob, and said, "I'm sorry... I swore, after you are with Miss Lu, I can't touch you again... But I couldn't hold back just now, I'm sorry, My sister was wrong..."

Soft and charming voice.

Pear blossoms are shy with rain.

In that moment.

I feel like I'm about to break my defense.

But Xu Qing let me go, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked a little shy and embarrassed, and said with a shy smile: "Am I so stupid? You are not allowed to laugh at me, I will never do this again... ..."

I don't know how to face this woman in front of me.

The so-called love does not know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.

Her feelings for me may have quietly grown when I sent her to the hospital.

But deep down in my heart, I feel that Xu Qing is more like my relatives.

I stretched out my hand to wipe her tears, shook my head, and replied, "How could it be..."

at this time.

There was a soft sound behind him.

Look back.

It was found that Lu Cenyin was standing behind with flushed face and embarrassment, and a bag fell on the ground.

Her eyes are very complicated, mixed with embarrassment and jealousy, and also full of disappointment.

Seeing that we found Lu Cenyin, she immediately turned around and ran downstairs.

I sigh slightly.

This matter may not be cleared even if it jumps to the Yellow River.

Xu Qing's face turned pale, and he became anxious immediately, and quickly pushed me: "Hurry up and chase her, why are you standing there stupidly?!"

I replied, "No need."

Xu Qing let out an annoyed "Oops" and ran downstairs to chase after him.

In fact, with my hearing, if someone comes up downstairs, I can fully recognize it.

But because Xu Qing's actions just now were too sudden, my brain was buzzing and I completely ignored the situation outside.

Xu Qing definitely didn't catch up.

I heard the sound of Lu Cenyin's red coupe roaring out of the yard.

Turn around and pick up the bag on the ground to have a look.

Inside was a brand new suit and shirt.

What day is it today, why do you send me clothes?

but.

Lu Cenyin's suit is quite formal.

I've already guessed that tomorrow is the day to pretend to be her boyfriend to light the sky lanterns for the ancestors of the Lu family. If you don't dress formally, it won't look good.

Xu Qing went upstairs with a face full of confusion and guilt.

She started to pick up her mobile phone to make calls, probably to explain to Lu Cenyin.

Based on my understanding of Lu Cenyin.

There was no way this girl would answer Xu Qing's call.

After Xu Qing hit him seven or eight times in a row, his face was full of disappointment.

She walked back and forth in the corridor uneasily, constantly complaining and blaming herself: "Damn me... Oh, I'm so ashamed... Brother, what the hell are you going to do about this..."

I smiled and said, "Why is it so serious? Don't overthink it, I'm not her exclusive item."

Xu Qing's voice was filled with tears: "Stop laughing! I have made many mistakes, but this time I feel that I have made a huge mistake!"

I replied: "What can be made up is not a fault, and what can't be made up doesn't matter."

With red eyes, Xu Qing replied, "My heart is not as big as yours!"

I looked at her a little jokingly.

Xu Qing said: "This can't be done, I still have to make it clear to Miss Cen Yin face to face..."

After finishing speaking, she immediately turned and went downstairs.

After calm down.

I reopened the carton and took out the Ming Xuande three-year incense burner to have a look.

The more I look at it, the more rare I feel.

Originally, I planned to give this thing to Lu Cenyin and ask her to keep it for me, but I'm afraid it won't work at this time.

I remembered Bian Wuzang's way of pretending to be the emperor's bloody heart that day. He dismantled the TV box in the room, wrapped it with cloth, threw the incense burner inside, and reinstalled the TV box.

As long as the house is not moved and the TV is not sold, this thing cannot be lost for the time being.

After doing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

It really takes a lot of brains to play this trick to steal cold food.

I took a shower, felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep.

After sleeping for less than ten minutes, I was woken up by a phone call. I picked up the phone and found that it was the owner of the mobile phone shop.

I got busy just now and forgot to change my phone number.

After I got connected, I didn't make a sound.

The shop owner's tone was extremely excited, and he said: "Hey, are you the little master? I'm the owner of the mobile phone shop! Damn! You are really amazing, I really got a broken pot today! But in which restaurant? The door was changed, because I was too nervous at the time, I forgot. What should I do next to make a fortune?"

I replied in a northeast accent: "What are you doing? You have something wrong, you made a mistake!"

Hearing the words, the other party was obviously taken aback, and asked, "Who are you?!"

I replied: "I stole the mobile phone, Nokia mobile phones are not allowed to steal?"

The shop owner was speechless, and cursed: "You dog thief, you have committed a serious crime, right? The owner of this mobile phone is playing tricks, so you should hurry up, hurry up, and hurry up, otherwise you will die! "

This counts as being sold and counting the money for others?

I replied: "Jiaogong? I tried my best to steal a mobile phone. How about playing it? Don't make a fuss, do you know? If you keep quarreling, I will come to your store according to the address of the lottery ticket to hack you, and even smash your broken store. Believe it or not." ?!"

The store owner was so scared that he immediately hung up the phone.

This ass is completely wiped clean.

Fall back to sleep.

But as soon as my head touched the pillow, I stood up suddenly, and an extremely important thing came to my mind.

I immediately called Fatty Xiao and asked where he was.

Fatty Xiao said: "After eating and taking a break, I went to the Confucius Temple stalls. We have to improve our eyesight, otherwise I will only fight and kill when I am by your side, and I feel low-end!"

I replied: "It's just right, go find some ancient paper for me, I need to use it right away."

Fatty Xiao said: "Ancient paper is rare, where can I find it?"

I replied: "Paper is not necessary. You can buy a relatively well-preserved Ming and Qing calligraphy and painting. If you are not famous, it will not cost you much."

Fatty Xiao replied, "That's it!"

In less than an hour, I heard the sound of a Lifan motorcycle in the yard, and Fatty Xiao had already arrived.

He entered the door with a scroll of paintings in his hand.

I spread it out and saw a very common landscape painting from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, which was relatively well preserved due to its good mounting.

"Where did it come from?"

"Ancient papers are the most difficult to identify. Let me look for them at the stalls. I'm not that capable. I went to Yingqing Pavilion and asked Miss Lu to ask for them. She gave me a copy at no cost."

"She's at?"

"Yes, but her complexion is very bad, and she is losing her temper with her subordinates. When I went, she asked me who wanted calligraphy and painting, and I said you want it. Guess what she said?"

"How to say?"

"She said that whoever wants it can give it, but you don't want it! I'll go, it's unreasonable!"

"Then why did she give it again?"

"I told her to be ruthless, so she turned around and left. She brought this work again and said that she forgot to burn paper for you during the Ghost Festival, so this painting should be burned paper for you. Suzi, why are you offending this lady of the family? gone?"

"..."

I lifted the framed corner paper outside the calligraphy and painting, and took out the painting.

Eyes half-closed, concentrating, thinking about the gesture that the old man Hua showed at that time, pinching the lower end of the calligraphy and painting with the left hand, pinching the middle of the upper end of the calligraphy and painting with the thumb and ring finger of the right hand, and rubbing the fingers quickly.

After a dozen times.

I shouted loudly: "Open!"