Those days of being the fourth master's outer room

Chapter 28

Yinzhen rubbed the top of Yaru's head, feeling like he had raised a daughter, only a few sons in his family saw him like a mouse and a cat, and the only legitimate son had a strict temperament.The only daughter who stood up was only in awe of herself. How could she enjoy the arrogant Yinzhen who was acting like a baby?

Walking to the desk, he picked up the brush and tapped on the head of the little woman who followed him step by step, "Grinding ink~"

Well?What's happening here?Yaru hurriedly poured some water into the inkstone, and began to grind it slowly.Is this the rhythm of leaving Mo Bao?For this recognition, Yaru's happily smiling eyes became obsessed.The calligraphy of the future emperor is worth a lot of money!
Looking at the ever-changing and eccentric woman beside her, Yinzhen suppressed the thought of falling down, collected himself, and wrote a line of words in the blank space with ink.

Arranging the brushes in my hand, I sighed in my heart, it's not as easy to use as I often use, lord!Don't think about those Huimo wolf hairs in your study that are paid tribute, can we small households be comparable?

Yaru hooked her head to look at Fourth Master's vigorous and powerful characters.

Unintentional struggle for spring, Renqun Fang was jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant.

It covered up the weakness of the work's original structure and layout, but did not cover up Sammei's demeanor. A simple line of words instantly raised the grade of the whole painting by more than two grades.

Yaru, who was happy at first, looked at the painting processed by Fourth Master, but her face gradually turned down, and she pouted and looked at Fourth Master pitifully.

Fourth master clenched his fist and coughed, "What's the matter, aren't you satisfied?" The small appearance is too attractive.

"I'm just very satisfied, my master wrote it so well, but how will I write it on stage tomorrow? My handwriting is not as elegant as my master's." Yaru's sour compliment called Yinzhen is still very useful.Smiling, he glanced at the aggrieved little woman in front of him, and took her hand to hold the writing brush, "Isn't it enough for me to teach you? See how wronged you are."

Yaru, who was still immersed in sadness, was suddenly hugged by the fourth master, pinching the brush in his hand, and suddenly a sense of shame welled up in his heart, please don't get me wrong, this is not the shyness of girls, but the shyness of anger meaning.

Nima!How could such a rotten Gen happen to him, the reappearance of the scene of being rotten by the TV drama made Yaru spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Yaru used all her strength to control herself from throwing off the person who stuck up behind her.

Take a deep breath!Take a deep breath!Don't waste resources.

Yaru, who was mentally active, turned her head shyly to look at the face that was very close to her, her infatuated eyes were facing her stern face.

Yinzhen, who had written a few words, noticed that the little girl in his arms was absent-minded, and as soon as he lowered his head, he fell into a pair of sparkling colored contact lenses. Rebuked, dropped the brush, picked up the beauty in his arms and walked to the inner room.

(End of this chapter)