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Chapter 430 [The pen falls on the red dust, Mo Yang beauty repairs]

The buildings where Date lives is located at the most peripheral of the apartment group. Standing on the balcony, you can see the bustling crowd of the Tsim Sha Tsui area. Xiangjiang is a semi -ocean climate. It should have been extremely cool, but the high -rise building formed a Tao screen wall.

Hardborn turned this beautiful place that was once the seasons of the sea breeze into a steamer.

Xiangjiang is damp and humid, and the temperature is clearly 30 degrees Celsius. But people will become full of water on the street, and the mainlanders are particularly used ..

In the hot days, Zhou Yi is still a cyan gown. This is customized in the cutting shop downstairs, but there is no publicity logo printed with the "Zhou's Group";

It is a bit of a bit of great taste.

It may be the reason why the small leaves are dissatisfied. The small leaves are hot and wounded; the hospital here is also very interesting. As soon as the temperature is not high, the doctor will give a cold medicine for a cold medicine to rest at home.

The concept is good. The result of abuse of antibiotics is to force the virus mutation, causing the result of non -antibiotic availability. Many strange diseases in recent years have come from this.

Zhou Yi agreed with the doctor's approach, but in this way, the treatment cycle of the leaflets is long, and the room does not dare to turn on air -conditioning. He can only use an electric fan. His long shirt is fluttering, like a more ancient man who has just worn.

It's not hot, just put on the navel installation and Qi

Small shorts, there was no one in front of Zhou Yi, and from time to time, he pouted and smiled: "You can still repair paintings when you are so hot? You still wear a gown ... what about you, fool ...

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"This Nizi is more and more like a fairy."

After the eyes were slightly split on the snowy skin, it took it back. The monster of his own demon was getting more and more upset. It seems that the catkins are not so hot in the 13th limit of the beautiful house.

How long is this, how can there be a tangible one?

The answer is obvious. Rain dew nourishing and herself is more and more powerful, which has contributed to this Nizi's posture.

The deserted mountain becomes good field ... The nose hummed, Zhou Yi was very fulfilled.

"What a beautiful woman. Do you think she is prettier or me?"

After Zhou Yi wiped the dining table, put it on the balcony. At this moment, he just removed the picture frame and paved the tank on the desktop. Under the fantasy of the sun.

The catkins looked jealous.

"This is Queen Zhou, the dream goddess in men's hearts for thousands of years..."

Zhou Yi glanced at the woman with a smile: "But this painting is damaged, I want to repair it."

"After repairing it, can you draw a picture according to it? I want to keep it for our future baby to see. It is said that when a baby sees a beauty, he will become a beauty in the future."

"Okay ..." Five -level mounting skills made Zhou Yi easily find the stitching place of the painting. It wets from the back according to the ancient method, then gently unveiled, and put it on the desktop. "

Wait, why do you have to become a beauty? Shouldn’t our future baby be a boy?”

"Oh, who said it would help you give birth to a child?"

Liu Su's face blushed, and he went to the kitchen with his little butt.

"Isn't that what you said? Are you still being reasonable?"

Zhou Yi shook his head. His eyes returned to the painting again. Zhou Yi felt that the dead beauty in the painting was more believable.

On the table are the top-quality langhao obtained by Tang Bao, the Hui ink from the Five Dynasties period, and the thousand-year-old ancient xuan that Shi Shengsu picked up from nowhere. Coupled with Zhou Yi's elegant blue gown, they fit the same pattern, although they are not perfect. However, we have sharpened our tools and the external conditions are considered OK.

It’s not that there isn’t a better environment. The Li family’s mid-level villa is good, and the leisure and wilderness in Lantau Island is even better. But Zhou Yi likes the feeling of being in the popular apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui. People are actually a kind of strange animal, and they have to live in rural areas. Ye's "Wang Qi Hospital", I do n’t know how many people are envious of peach blossoms, but I have lived for a long time. I also occasionally look forward to this life.

Looking at the rolling world of mortals and the bustling people rushing for life with the mentality of a bystander, Zhou Yi felt that he was lucky. If there was no idle system, maybe he would be one of these people, right?

Hiding in the world, hiding in the world first, small employees who are struggling to make a living should not talk about joining the world. The almighty idler system allows Zhou Yi to have a material foundation that ordinary people cannot have. Only when he stands at a height like an immortal or a god can he have This feeling of looking down on all living beings, perhaps it is because of the lively and fragrant catkins around, that Zhou Yi will not have the feeling that "everyone in the world is just an ant", and will not despise life because of his own strength... .

Sometimes when I think of it, I really should thank my loved ones. Love people. It is the relationship between family relationships and love that makes Zhou Yi, who is not like mortal people, still maintains a mortal heart. The heart of red dust can enjoy this rare in the red dust. Clean and relaxing.

Gently picked up the brush, his heart was full of love for loved ones, lover, and the coquettishness of the 'frame jumping' after Xiao Zhou, as if it turned into a catkins. Zhou Yi smiled and fell down the brush.

As if suddenly sinking into the painting, the stunning at the beginning of the first seeing, the many days of figured, Fang Hui's memory, the fireworks of the world, and even the strands of thoughts that came across thousands of years over thousands of years. The ink is full of color, the pen is full of flowers...

There is a saying that no painting is damaged at all. To successfully repair this famous painting from a thousand years ago, Zhou Yi had to isolate that damaged section. It is really very difficult to touch the sky or the earth.

This is like a famous artist who paints a horse. Some people like to start from the horse's head, and some like to start from the horse's tail, and then spread the brush, spray ink and splash color, and finish it in one go. But it's like if you ask these famous artists to only draw a pair of horse eyes, and they have to inlay them perfectly. In the horse head that lacks his eyes, isn't this a pit father?

It's also like a master of martial arts boxing. Naturally, you need to start and close the momentum, and the boxing path can be smooth. If you suddenly ask someone to fight from the middle, you have to fight smoothly and maturely, which will easily cause confusion.

Zhou Yi is doing this kind of cheating thing now. With his fifth-level painting skills, this is really a challenge, at least compared to him smiling at the gourmets with his skills as a God of Cooking and performing with his skills as a God of Medicine. A drama like taking someone's life against the will of heaven is much more difficult.

Since getting the Almighty Leisure System, Zhou Yi has done something so hard for the first time. And this is still related to the system deputy profession.

The damaged part of the painting was only as wide as a thumb, but Zhou Yi had to devote himself wholeheartedly to it. He raised the ink like a startled snake, and the strokes seemed to fall behind. It was really more delicate and slow than the embroidery of a big girl and a little daughter-in-law. At noon, catkins greeted him to eat. , there was no response after calling several times. Liuxu was smart enough not to disturb him, so he just let him continue painting like this. Unconsciously, the sun set. A red cloud appeared by the window, and then the moon rose, and the silver glow shone down, and finally he saw When he stretched out, he rarely yawned.

"Is the painting finished?"

Liu Xu almost jumped up with excitement. She was no longer an excited girl, but after waiting for a whole day, what she saw in her eyes was Zhou Yi's hard work. It turned out that this 'magical' man would also work hard like ordinary people.

Ah? Men who work hard are the most beautiful...

As if it was a joint effort, she wanted to share the joy of success!

With a "whoosh" sound, Liu Catkin jumped to the painting table. She held up her fragrant cheeks and looked at the newly repaired painting. The silver moonlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows and fell on the painting. All she could see was that the surrounding fields were covered with white snow. Yun Lan

On the winding little solitary mountain, there is a place with green tiles and red walls. A beautiful and delicate woman in ancient costume opens the window and looks towards her...

Although it was a landscape painting with only black and white on the paper, the great monk Ju Ran and the beloved man beside him insisted on using a bare pen and a little green ink to draw outlines using the "ink reflection" and "curved lines"

.chapped, rubbed, dotted, dyed, and forcibly made Xiao Zhouhou's face look lazy and...

The spring scenery is outlined, and the woman's reluctance, shyness, anger, tenderness and anger after childbirth... are simply vividly expressed. Coupled with this holy snowy field and the fairy-like and illusory mountain abode, it is really

It seems as if the banished immortal Sifan has fallen into the world, or as if a goddess is slowly sending King Xiang off...

"What is this small solitary mountain?"

Liu Xu felt guilty, and Zhou Yi's normal smile seemed to have a meaning in her eyes, as if he was hiding something, so she changed the topic hastily.

"This is not Xiaogushan. It's called 'Wushan' or 'Genyue'. It's the Huashi Gang mentioned in it. Song Huizong and Empress Li both built it. Do you like it?"

"Well, I like..."

After taking another look at Xiao Zhou, who was standing gracefully on Genyue in the foggy mountain, Liuxu's face turned even redder. This bad guy even asked if he liked it. I'm afraid you like this tune?

"You are very discerning. Why do you like whatever the little Empress Zhou likes?" Zhou Yi laughed: "Do you want me to be Empress Li, or Zhao Guangyi?" The official history records that Empress Li and the Empress Xiao

Empress Zhou had an affair. Unofficial history records that after Li Yu arrived in Kaifeng, Empress Zhou was molested by Zhao Kuangyin's younger brother Zhao Guangyi. It seems that she also had an ambiguous relationship. Zhou Yi was really bad.

"Bah, you are getting more and more out of shape. Fortunately, you are still the chairman of the Zhou Group. General Manager Cheng still has high hopes for you..."

Liuxu is also an educated woman, and she has heard about such romantic affairs. When she heard the bad words, her face turned even redder: "I'm going to see if Ye Zi is awake..."

"I'm not awake yet, I can hear you."

This description of the beauty has moved Zhou Yi for a long time. The moonlight is so good today, but the catkins are still blushing. Isn't this seducing her husband? The sin is too great, and she must be spanked!

"You haven't answered me yet. If you dare to neglect your future husband, you must be punished!" Zhou Yi's eyes slipped to the small navel, and then continued downward.

"No, Ye Zi will wake up at any time."

Liuxu's breathing became heavy, and she pushed him with surprise, joy and shame: "Isn't it okay for me to answer you? You... I like you as Empress Li, Zhao Guangyi, but you have the ability to do it
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