No Concubine: Evil Emperor Loves Concubine Leng

Chapter 272
However, it's all hers anyway, so thinking about it, I'm really happy.

Taking a casual glance outside, there are still people coming and going on the street, the sun is scorching hot, and the sun is shining brightly. After looking outside for a long time, my eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

She drank another cup of herbal tea and went upstairs.

Going down is because the upstairs is much hotter than downstairs, but coming down, it's not much better.

"Xue Mu, I just wanted to say that I wanted to find you."

Minglang came down from upstairs, met Xue Yin, and immediately spoke hastily.

"what happened?"

Xue Yin asked him.

"It's nothing, I won't accompany you to the auction tonight, and brother Gongsun is the same, let me tell you. The two of us decided to practice the magic skills you gave us here. Tonight, the inn will definitely It will be empty, and it can be regarded as a rare good environment.”

A few lines of sweat flowed down Minglang's forehead, and he wiped the sweat with his sleeve, with a smile on his handsome face.

"That's good, you guys can stay here. Anyway, the auction of heaven-level spiritual skills is really not worth seeing to you, and you already have them."

Xue Yin nodded immediately, her lips curled up slightly.

"Okay, that's it. I'll go up and continue my research first."

After he finished speaking, he hurried up.

Xue Yin also went up and went back to the room.

Jiujun was sitting in front of the desk in the room, staring at the desk intently, holding a pen in his hand, and splashing ink on the rice paper.

Xue Yin's heart was suddenly aroused with a strong curiosity, Jiujun can paint, this is the first time she knows.

He tiptoed lightly and walked over quietly.

Xue Yin walked up to him and glanced at the rice paper on the table.

Seeing this, her eyes froze.

On the painting, there are only a few strokes in black and white, but it outlines a stunning woman, whose aura leaps out of the paper, cool and elegant.

White clothes and black hair, eyes like water, but the body is off the ground, stopped in mid-air, maintaining a flying posture.

The immortal posture is unparalleled, and the elegant feeling of flying is completely drawn.

And the person in the painting is none other than her.

"How? Do you like it?"

Jiu Jun stopped the last stroke, picked up the painting, and let the painting stand vertically.

"Like it, this is the first time we meet you see me?"

Xue Yin looked at the painting with admiration, and a smile of extreme satisfaction bloomed on his face.

"The first time I saw you, I really couldn't see it, so this is a picture I imagined."

Jiujun held the painting in his hand, but looked at Xue Yin with deep and hot eyes. .

"Imagine... Then, what else do you imagine?"

Xue Yin took the painting from him, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became.

How could this man draw her so much, and so beautifully.

"Many, I'm at home and I've painted dozens of paintings."

He won't say, but there are actually paintings of bathing in the spirit pool.

Of course it's not vulgar, but only the shoulders are exposed, in the water.

"Is there a picture of me taking a bath in the spirit pond? And a picture of you dressing me?"

Xue Yin seemed to mention it casually, but her eyes did not leave his face.

Jiu Jun's eyes changed a little, and his expression was uncontrollable astonishment.

"Did you learn the mind-reading technique?"

He looked at Xue Yin with suspicion in those deep eyes.

"Even if I learn the mind-reading skill, can I read your mind? The difference between us is not just a difference between heaven and earth."

Xue Yin smiled mischievously, the tails of her slender eyes were lifted up, and the bottom of her eyes was slightly narrowed.

(End of this chapter)