Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

If Si Shaofeng and Shi San were here, they would definitely find that the shabby, small and unbranded little bookstore was the same one where they bought erotic books before.

When Huang Shi, the owner of the bookstore, saw Zong Guohui come in, he smiled and greeted him: "Young lady, do you want to buy a book?"

Huang Shi's hair was disheveled, his beard was unkempt, and the messy hair on his forehead had covered his eyes.

He has loved reading since he was a child. His widowed mother worked hard all her life. Seeing that her son was reading books all day long at a young age, she gave up her family's money to send him to school, thinking that her son would be the top scorer in high school.

The widowed mother Pan'er's care in high school made Huang Shi happy and lazy. When he grew up, he squandered his mother's hard-earned money and spent all day eating, drinking and having fun with his friends.

Not wanting to make progress, he took more than a dozen exams in the spring and autumn exams in Beijing, but failed even once.

After learning the truth two years ago, his widowed mother passed away in anger. In his thirties, he accomplished nothing and had no source of income, so he had to write some sour poems and sell pornographic paintings to make ends meet.

Zong Guohui straightened her newly smoothed hair and said with a proud look on her face: "Boss Huang, we haven't seen each other for just a few days and you don't recognize me anymore?"

Huang Shi lifted his messy hair from his forehead, revealing a pair of small green bean-sized eyes. He looked up and down at Zong Guohui, who was standing in front of him, and said warmly: "Hey, it turns out to be Miss Zong, please hurry up!"

The last time the book of erotic stories was a big hit, it was the material provided by this girl. Thanks to the book of erotic stories, there have been obviously more customers coming to the door in the past few days.

With the silver coins he could use, he showed great prestige in the Goulan Courtyard in the north of the city.

When the benefactor came to the door, Huang Shixiao smiled and moved the only chair in the room and wiped it carefully: "Miss Zong is here this time, but do you have any good ideas?"

Zong Guohui didn't have any good ideas, but he found the noble feeling he dreamed of in Huang Shi.

She sat down slowly, showed the money in her hand and said proudly: "Take all the books you said before and let me pick."

When Huang Shi saw the silver, his little eyes instantly lit up. He took the silver and said quickly: "Miss Zong, wait a moment, Huang will come as soon as he goes."

Zong Guohui glanced at him indifferently and nodded condescendingly.

Huang Shi took out a few story books from the bottom of the cage like treasures: "Miss Zong, all Huang's hard work over the years is here."

Zong Guohui's eyes flickered. She looked at Huang Shi eagerly and said, "Take it and show it to me."

Huang Shi hurriedly took a few steps and handed the storybook in his hand to Zong Guohui.

Huang Shi stood and handed it down, while Zong Guohui sat and raised his hand to receive it.

As a beauty lover, she likes tulle the most, so every piece of clothing she buys is very similar, except for slightly different colors and styles.

The tulle skirt was already see-through, and now the high breasts were ready to be revealed. When Huang Shi saw the bruises on the snow-white skin, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his small eyes.

I really can't tell that the girl who thinks she is noble has such a hobby.

Zong Guohui didn't know that her love affair had already been revealed. She eagerly flipped through the story books in her hand. In each story book, there were men and women, some two women and one man, and some two men and one woman.

Regardless of her shyness, she frowned as she looked at the storybook: "Why are they all women?"

Huang Shizheng was fascinated by the scenery on her chest. He was shocked when he heard this, and then remembered the material she had provided before.

He rolled his mung bean eyes and said with a flattering smile: "It's not that we can't replace that woman with a young master, it's just..."

"Just what?"

Zong Guohui asked after hearing this.

"It's just that the sales volume of the book will be extremely low if the man's sleeve is broken. Huang makes a living by calligraphy and painting, and he has the money..."

He stretched out his hand towards Zong Guohui and gently twirled his thumb and index finger.

Zong Guohui's pupils shrank when she heard this. After thinking for a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Boss Huang, please tell me a price."

Huang Shi looked at Zong Guohui's plump body and said tentatively: "Fifty taels."

Zong Guohui suddenly raised his eyes: "Fifty taels?!"

Why didn't he grab it? ! !

"Isn't it only twelve taels last time?"

As soon as the words came out, Huang Shi calmed down. He smiled slightly and put his hands behind his back to show his prowess.

"Last time, Mr. Huang didn't know who the girl was painting. Now that he knows, he will naturally get more money. After all, Mr. Huang also took a risk."

He looked at Zong Guohui's hesitant face and smiled:

"Young lady, you don't know. In Tiansheng City, Mr. Huang is the best at characterization, and he is very good at depicting details. No one but me can make that young master come alive."

Last time, she emphasized many times that she wanted to make the young master's face lifelike. Huang Shi didn't know the meaning at first, but now that he knew his identity, he could figure it out after just a little thought.

Another poor woman who cannot love.

He approached Zong Guohui with a smile on his face: "You can't even tell who is telling the story, so why are you here, girl?"

When Zong Guohui heard this, her empty eyes flashed. She raised her eyes in shock and finally saw the profound meaning in Huang Shi's small eyes.

She stood up suddenly, held the notebook in her hand and left in a hurry: "I'll go back and think about it carefully. I'll let you know when I've thought about it."

Huang Shi walked her all the way to the door and said with a smile: "Girl, I have taken Huang's essence over the years. Don't let Huang wait too long."

Zong Guohui paused, did not answer, and walked away quickly holding a stack of story books.

Huang Shi leaned in front of the door, looking at Zong Guohui's back greedily with his small eyes, and clicked his tongue lightly.

After all these years, I have never experienced the taste of a good family.

He shook his head regretfully, turned around and went back to the house.

At this time, in the private room on the second floor of Tianxiang Building, Chu Ye pursed his lips and poured the mixed ink onto the drawing paper on the table.

His deep phoenix eyes watched quietly for a moment, then Chu Ye's jade-like fingers gently picked up the brush and lightly sketched it on the paper.

With light ink and light staining, with just a few strokes, a magnificent landscape embodying the charm of nature appears on the paper.

This is the splash-ink painting method taught to him by his father. When he was in a bad mood when he was a child, he would draw a picture. Looking at his work would stabilize his mood.

Chu Ye has rarely used this kind of stress-reducing method since he entered the phase, just because nothing has really bothered him in these years.

Baizhu knocked on the door pantingly. When he saw the painting in his master's hand, he, who had always been calm, couldn't help being startled: "Master!"

The old people who follow Chu Ye in the house all know that Chu Ye usually paints a splash-ink painting when it is extremely difficult to make a decision. With the completion of the painting, Chu Ye's chaotic mood can calm down.

Bai Shu lowered his eyes and thought for a while: There have been no major events in the court recently, and the master's plans are all going according to plan. What on earth could make the master so uneasy? !

Chu Ye's calm mood suddenly fluctuated strangely when he saw Baizhu.

He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Have you finished all the things in the house?"

Bai Shu scratched his head and said, "Yes, Ning Xiaodan learned well. It's just that his friend came to visit today and called him away early."

Chu Ye moved the scroll in his hand aside and adjusted the color again. He said calmly: "Yes."