Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Hongli fully understood what Gao Xiyue meant in his heart. He smiled and took out the album and looked at it carefully.

"My painting skills are shallow, don't look at Yuanshou." Gao Xiyue's face was not only slightly red, but her ears were also hot.

After saying this, Gao Xiyue wanted to grab Hongli's hand. Hongli ducked sideways, and his hand unconsciously touched his waist, full of ambiguity, "I think Xiaoyue'er's paintings are better than the paintings of the palace painters." It's even better, but I don't have the key points in my facial expressions. I'll teach you in detail."

The other hand held Xiyue's hand, and he flipped through the album. One after another, the painter became more and more sophisticated, and he couldn't help but be moved.

He usually doesn't seem to be thoughtful at all, but he puts all his efforts into liking him. All his love is in the portraits. Even he might not be able to accurately draw his own appearance.

Xiyue was not shy at all at this moment, she smiled coquettishly and whispered into Hongli's ear.

"Yuanshou, the day of the draft was the first time I saw you. You are obviously a prince, but you look so much like a handsome young man who is riding a horse and leaning on a leaning bridge, with red sleeves all over the house." As for Shou, Amma said that ordinary men love dignified and virtuous women, so she restrained herself a little, fearing that Yuan Shou would not choose Xiao Yue'er, and when they met again at her sister's place, Xiao Yue'er would not be able to play the pipa. When I dream, I want to draw some portraits of Yuan Shou."

After listening to the unabashed and passionate confession, Hongli's mind suddenly seemed to pause for a few seconds. He had never heard such sincere words in his entire life, couldn't hear any sounds, and didn't know how to answer.

In the past, he always thought that it was his one-sided liking for Gao Xiyue's charming face, that Xiyue married him because the Gao family had no choice but to develop feelings for her later.

He thought he was planning everything, but he didn't expect that the person in his arms fell into the trap. It turned out that he had made a mistake and mistook the love at first sight that he had concealed in his heart when he was young as indifference. When he left on the first night of their wedding, Xiao Yue'er It must be heartbreaking.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Yue'er's words and deeds all spoke of deep love, not tainted with any fame or fortune, but full of love. How come he didn't see through it at all before.

In the back house, his Fu Jin said that he loved her wholeheartedly for the Fucha family and was obedient only for the benefits he could bring her.

As for Qingying, who has been in the family for more than two years, she was clearly a childhood sweetheart, so why has her mood changed? He could not see through Qingying more and more. He was disappointed again and again that Qingying could not keep his heart and rules. He only hoped that Qingying would not let him down again.

"What a liar. He has deceived me for so long, and now he has made his words clear." Hongli pursed his lips slightly and murmured softly. "I thought that on the day of the draft..."

fraud? Hongli was right. He should have thought more harshly. This liar wanted more than he imagined. However, a teenage boy has not yet experienced the dangers of the human heart. Even if she is a liar with poor deception skills, some people will rush to fall into her trap.

Gao Xiyue didn't know why. She thought for a long time and looked at Hongli helplessly. She put her ear to Hongli's chest and felt the irregular heartbeat of his heart.

He gained courage again, "Yuanshou, did Xiao Yue'er say the wrong thing? I was too presumptuous in front of you. I don't know why I said such words. Maybe my sister is right, I should control myself." temperament."

As Xiyue's mouth opened and closed, Hongli smelled a hint of alcohol. No wonder she talked a lot more than usual today. They all said they spoke the truth after drinking. It seemed that she was even more courageous.

"I am not displeased. I even think that you look particularly frank today, and I am happy to pamper you."

Hongli Chongrong scratched Gao Xiyue's nose and asked softly, "Has Xiaoyue'er been drinking today?"

Gao Xiyue nodded in confusion, "It was the Bixiang wine I brewed with Yuan Shou the year before last. Xingxuan dug it out this afternoon. I drank a few sips, but Yuan Shou actually smelled it."

As if he wanted to prove it, his drunken tongue rolled up the tip of Hongli's tongue, feeling both pleasure and confusion.

Hong Li felt so happy that he returned the kiss, making him sleepy. He called to Wenwai, "Xingxuan, bring me the wine."

Xingxuan outside heard the sound, and quietly put the things he had prepared on the table, placed two wine glasses thoughtfully, blushed and did not dare to look up, and disappeared in a flash.

Hongli poured a glass of wine, and the mellow wine went into his throat. He recalled how the two of them buried the wine under the tree in the backyard, and couldn't help but laugh.

Then he poured the second glass of wine, the third glass, and the fourth glass, as if to seduce Gao Xiyue. How could Gao Xiyue, who was already a little tipsy, resist this temptation, drink all of it, and open her lips slightly to lick it? Wine glass.

Hongli pointed his finger at the center of Xiyue's lips, and Xiyue smiled charmingly. At first glance, she seemed to have a lot of affection. Is this person... quite decent? He stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the finger.

Hongli's body was trembling like numbness. He only felt his fingertips were numb, his whole body was also numb, and his throat was slightly dry.

"What's the scent? The scent of roses?" Gao Xiyue unconsciously nodded her head with the alcohol from before, and her memory of the scent in the room was vague.

Hongli retracted his fingers, calmed down his breathing, and kissed Gao Xiyue's forehead in a slightly comforting manner. He showed special pity and carried Gao Xiyue to lie down on the imperial concubine.

Gao Xiyue's charming look always attracted Hongli, but when she saw that the person in front of her was already drowsy and not very conscious, she gently tapped Hongli's chest with blurry eyes, "This brother , I seem to have seen it somewhere?”

Hongli couldn't hold back the heat around him. It turned out that Xiyue couldn't drink. He smiled and asked, "Where have you seen it?"

"Like Yuanshou..." After being drunk, Xiyue could still hear Hongli's words clearly, and completed all the unfinished words, "Excellently like the person close to my heart."

The candles beside the desk were not extinguished, and two more were extinguished when Xingxuan left. The incense of roses in the room was strong, and it was unconsciously filled with layers of ambiguity.