Yanagihara on top[gl]

A certain year, a certain month, a certain spring.

Xie Jingxi walked to the living room with bare feet, and saw Liu Yuan staring blankly at the continuous drizzle outside in front of the french window, his eyes slapped and looked very seriously.

Xie Jingxi walked behind her, and wrapped her arms around her small waist from behind, "I originally planned to take you out to fly a kite, but it started to rain."

Liu Yuan pouted angrily, "You said it was a rainy day, how could the ancients write nonsense ancient poems like 'spring rain is as expensive as oil'?"

Xie Jingxi smiled and poked her face, "Then do you know what the next sentence of 'spring rain is as expensive as oil' is?"

Liu Yuan thought for a while, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil, but I don't care about it?"

Xie Jingxi: "The original poem is 'Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and it rains down all over the street. When you fall to the bachelor of solution, you will laugh and die a group of cows.'"

In view of Xie Jingxi's unsatisfactory Chinese performance in high school, Liu Yuan has reservations about the authenticity of this "nonsense" poem.

Xie Jingxi shook her, "Really, don't believe me."

Liu Yuan: "Well, it's very artistic when you hear it, and this picture has a lot of sense."

Xie Jingxi: "Maybe he's taking the comedy route."

The kite-flying plan was declared bankrupt, and Liu Yuan was really unhappy.

Suddenly remembered the teacher's calligraphy and painting competition held in the school, the director insisted on letting her participate, but the work has not been written yet.

Hastily took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and set up a full table.

Xie Jingxi asked her: "What do you want to write?"

Liu Yuan: "After thinking about it, just write the sentence you just said."

Xie Jingxi: "Oh."

For Liu Yuanlin's stele of ritual vessels, he collected a few words from the computer, and prepared to write four small poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter, and wrote them on the fan, which looks nice and pleasing when framed.

After hearing her idea, Xie Jingxi said: "I think the couplets you wrote during the Chinese New Year are also pretty good, and it would be nice to make a tile couplet."

Liu Yuan nodded, "What you said seems to make sense."

Xie Jingxi patted her hair, "But there is no elegant fan, so let's write fan, but the theme of spring, summer, autumn and winter is a bit vulgar."

Liu Yuan: "Then write...'The air conditioner is better', how about it?"

Xie Jingxi nodded, "Very beautiful!"

In the end, it was decided to write four Tibetan acrostic poems. The first character of each poem, when connected together, is "High Mountain Yang Zhi", which is elegant enough.

After choosing a good poem, Liu Yuan began to write.

In order to make herself more entry, she also burned incense and played guzheng and piano music.

It was drizzling outside, and there was smoke curling up beside the table in the house, and in front of the table was a beautiful woman, holding a pen with bare hands, frowning slightly because of her dedication, adding three points of elegance to the seven-point clear face.

This situation can be directly entered into the painting.

If Liuyuan wasn't wearing loose pajamas.

"Damn! Damn, this word is so difficult to write."

It would be better if Liu Yuan didn't speak.

After struggling with the work for about two hours, Liu Yuan's hair almost grew out of dull hair after being rubbed by her.

The more I wrote, the more irritable I became, and the more ugly I wrote, Liu Yuan put down his pen embarrassingly.

Rubbing to Xie Jingxi's side, without saying a word, he sat across her lap face to face, and buried his face on her shoulder.

Xie Jingxi put down the phone, put one hand around her waist, pulled it up, and stroked her hair with the other hand.

Liu Yuan's breath hit the back of Xie Jingxi's neck, itching.

Xie Jingxi smiled lightly, "What's the matter, suddenly act like a baby."

As a feminist woman Liu, what is the difference between calling her a spoiled child and scolding her mother?

"I'm not acting like a baby, I'm just exercising my girlfriend's rights."

Xie Jingxi tilted her head and kissed her ears and cheeks.

He bit her earlobe lightly.

When speaking, the voice has become low and deep: "You are not frank enough, didn't you say that both parties should be frank?"

Liu Yuan blinked, and his eyelashes brushed Xie Jingxi's neck.

Xie Jingxi wanted to see her, but Liu Yuan refused to let her go, and buried her face with all her might.

After a while, a muffled voice came over, "I'm a little anxious, and my heart is empty."

Xie Jingxi: "Why are you so fat?"

Liu Yuan was amused by her tone, and bit her tender neck hard.

Xie Jingxi uttered in pain, "Hiss." His voice was trembling: "You belong to a tiger."

It was really hard to sip, Liu Yuan was a little sorry, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and kissed it.

Xie Jingxi's eyes darkened, and he reached into the hem of her pajamas and touched her back, "Why are you so annoying."

Liu Yuan put his hands on Xie Jingxi's shoulders, sat up straight, opened his eyes slightly, looked at her for three seconds, opened his lips slightly, and bit her lower lip.

This time the force was well controlled, it didn't hurt, it was just enough to arouse her lust.

Xie Jingxi pressed Liu Yuan's back, deepening Liu Yuan's rare soliciting kiss.

Liu Yuan's breath was a little uncomfortable, and he was eager to grab something in his hand, feeling very insecure.

She kept talking, and started to unbutton Xie Jingxi's shirt, one by one.

Xie Jingxi opened his eyes and looked at Liu Yuan. Three words were clearly written in the other's bewildered eyes: I want it.

Xie Jingxi supported Liu Yuan's buttocks, Liu Yuan consciously put two long legs around her waist, Xie Jingxi stood up, carried her into the bedroom.

He took off his shirt and vest, leaned down, put his hands on Liu Yuan's sides, looked at the panting person under him, and twitched his lips: "Bai Rixuan | Obscenity | Teacher Liu."

Liu Yuan suddenly felt ashamed, turned his face away, and refused to listen to her nonsense.

It was already afternoon when I woke up again, and I saw Xie Jingxi sitting in front of the dresser, seriously tinkering with an old radio.

Liu Yuan hugged the quilt and sat up, "When did you start working part-time?"

Seeing her wake up, Xie Jingxi went to the bed and kissed her, "Your father gave it to me a few days ago, let me fix it and send it over. Are you hungry? Let's go out for dinner."

Liu Yuan looked out the window, "It's still raining."

Xie Jingxi: "The set of transparent raincoat and rain boots you bought on a certain treasure last time, are you going to save it for your grandson?"

Liu Yuan was speechless, and pushed her with a smile, "You should give birth to me! See if you can."

After dressing up, the two went downstairs. Because of the rainy weather, there were far fewer people walking dogs in the community.

Liu Yuan covered her tightly, with a raincoat and shoes, and an umbrella supported by Xie Jingxi on her head, so don't try to take advantage of any raindrops.

She put on the one-piece cap of the transparent raincoat, and boldly jumped into the rain curtain, stepping on the water.

A barbell-like laugh came out of his mouth, "Ahahaha~ It's so cool, this is the happiest thing I've sold in half a year."

Xie Jingxi distanced herself from her, afraid of being hurt by the joyful rain under her feet.

Liu Yuan, who was like a mentally retarded man, turned around and glanced at Xie Jingxi behind him.

The man strolled in the courtyard, holding a long black umbrella, wearing a well-tailored black shirt on his upper body, and black trousers on his lower body, holding the umbrella in one hand and putting the other in his pocket.

In the misty rain, it is particularly conspicuous.

Look at yourself again, the bag is like a zongzi, there is no aesthetic feeling at all.

With a wrinkled face, he said seriously, "Compared to you, I look like an idiot."

Xie Jingxi: "You are not an idiot, it's because mentally handicapped children are much happier."

Teacher Liu was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

I saw Teacher Liu stepped on the puddle with one foot like a duck, splashing water on Xie Jingxi's pants.

Xie Jingxi was very grumpy, "Fortunately, it's just rain, no mud. When did our municipal administration get so good."

Liu Yuan punched cotton.

Calligrapher Liu finally got inspiration the next day, and he finished the exhibited works early in the morning.

I sent it to the mounting shop, and luckily caught up with the painting and calligraphy exhibition after it was mounted.

Probably because the four fans are put together to be more eye-catching, Liu Yuan actually won the first prize.

Holding the certificate, Liu Yuan said, "Tomorrow is the last day of the exhibition, come and take a look with me."

Xie Jingxi: "Okay, my girlfriend can win the first prize, let me see how other people are."

Liu Yuan flashed his fist at her, "You have been in need of a beating lately, classmate Xiao Xie!!"

Coincidentally, Ren Lele called Xie Jingxi and said that he would return to Linghong City tomorrow and asked her to pick him up.

Xie Jingxi: "I can't do it tomorrow, I want to go back to No. [-] Middle School and accompany Liu Yuan to participate in an exhibition."

Ren Lele: "That's good too. Take me one. I haven't been back to my alma mater for a long time. I really miss the spicy chicken in the cafeteria."

The next day, Xie Jingxi and Liu Yuan went to the station to pick up Ren Lele. Lele's classmate looked nympho: "My God, Teacher Liu, why are you still as beautiful as before!"

Liu Yuan: "Please stop your performance, we just met last month."

Ren Lele smiled hippie: "Hey hey."

Although the school's exhibition hall is not big, there are quite a few people who come here, and there are also a variety of works, such as ink paintings, watercolor paintings, and calligraphy works, which are all decent.

Liu Yuan introduced her creative ideas to the principal in the front.

Ren Lele asked Xie Jingxi: "You two get tired of being together every day, aren't you bored?"

Xie Jingxi looked at Liu Yuan's back, "It's not annoying, I can't see enough."

Ren Lele: "The ancients said, 'Whoever uses color to show others, the color fades and loves to relax.' What if you meet a better-looking one?"

Xie Jingxi glanced at her: "How can anyone be prettier than her?"

"After 30 years, she will be old?"

Xie Jingxi was still staring at Liu Yuan's back, with pious and focused eyes, like Christians looking at the Virgin Mary.

"She's the prettiest when she's old, and no one looks prettier than her."

The beautiful appearance is the same, and the interesting soul is countless, but God is too picky. In this world, there is only one Liuyuan.

The author has something to say:

Sudden convulsions, wrote a side story.

The time is probably after Xie Jingxi's work.