In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

After the meal, Yang Qianxun took Su Yueyao's hand and walked towards her room.

Su Yueyao followed him with a smile, thinking in her heart, Yang Qianxun was so looking forward to it, what if he felt something was not right and was disappointed later?

"Qianqian, I drew a picture. If you don't like it, I'll change it..."

"What? Yueyao drew a picture for me personally, right? Let's go into the house and take a look!" Yang Qianxun exclaimed.

“…” Actually, there’s no need to be so excited!

Yang Qianxun pushed open the door and just as he stepped inside, he saw a painting hanging on the wall, a landscape painting that made people feel like they were there. It also featured him riding a horse. His favorite part was the inscription on it.

Does Yueyao like him very much? Lang Yan is unique and there is no other in the world. Is it that she only sees him now, and no one else? Is he the only one in her heart, and no one else can compare to him?

"I like Yueyao very much. Thank you Yueyao for preparing the painting for me. I will cherish and collect it." Yang Qianxun said while hugging Su Yueyao beside him.

"Well, as long as Qianqian likes it!" Su Yueyao said with relief, burying herself in Yang Qianxun's arms.

Yang Qianxun looked down at Su Yueyao in his arms, reached out and lifted her face, and kissed her directly.

Su Yueyao felt her lips soften, and the warm touch made her tremble all over and she exclaimed.

Taking advantage of Su Yueyao's exclamation, Yang Qianxun's tongue slipped in, tasting her carefully, as if he wanted to suck away all the air in her mouth.

Gradually, Su Yueyao had difficulty breathing and gently pushed him. Yang Qianxun felt the change in Su Yueyao and his lips moved away from hers slightly. The two people's breath entangled, making Su Yueyao blush and gasp for breath.

"Ayao, I'm very happy, really happy, thank you!"

Su Yueyao heard Yang Qianxun's soft voice, and her body softened. She leaned on Yang Qianxun, and her whole ear turned red visibly... Such a charming Yang Qianxun is really deadly!

Yang Qianxun looked at Su Yueyao who was buried in his arms again and smiled.

"Ayao is still so shy. How are we going to have our wedding night if you keep doing this?"

"You are not serious...you..."

"It's me who is not serious. I will take good care of Yueyao when that day comes!"

"I told you, huh..." Su Yueyao blushed and wanted to get out of Yang Qianxun's arms.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, Ayao, please don't be angry, okay?"

"Ayao, can you tell me, did you learn this painting from that gentleman?"

"This...I thought of it on my own. I didn't learn it from anyone." Su Yueyao was stunned for a moment and said with a guilty conscience.

How to answer this?

"That Yueyao is very accomplished in painting! If a painting like this is sold to Fengdu, it would probably be worth more than a thousand taels." Yang Qianxun said with a smile, not caring about Su Yueyao's guilty look.

"Qianqian, do you think this painting is worth so much money?" Su Yueyao asked in disbelief.

"Yes! The painting styles we have learned have never been as good as Yueyao's. A good painting will be collected by literati and even aristocratic families. The betrothal gift Yueyao gives me is probably the only one in the world!" Yang Qianxun said while hugging Su Yueyao with deep love in his eyes.

"Isn't that too ostentatious? How about I draw a simple one for you? Shouldn't the betrothal gifts be placed in front of the door for the neighbors to see?" Su Yueyao said even more guiltily.

It was exposed accidentally...The original owner was an illiterate idiot who had never held a brush before. How could he draw such a good picture!

"Yueyao, the two personal attendants of yours in the Su family have been sold to the brothel by the Su family. We received news yesterday that they were both dead." Yang Qianxun said to Su Yueyao.

"What? Those two people are dead?" Su Yueyao said in shock.

"So Yueyao doesn't have to worry about you suddenly being able to paint. Besides, they were the people closest to you before, and no one knows what you were like in your boudoir before." Yang Qianxun looked at Su Yueyao deeply.

Su Yueyao felt a little guilty when Yang Qianxun looked at her, with panic in her eyes. Did he know something? What he meant by saying this was to tell her that after she changed, no one would deliberately wonder why she changed. Did Yang Qianxun say this to reassure her?

"Yueyao, I will protect you, don't be afraid!" Yang Qianxun looked at the girl with a panicked look and a hint of fear in her eyes and said with heartache while suppressing the disappointment in his heart.

He thought she would speak out, tell him about her changes, and even tell him who she really was?

"I'm just afraid that the sudden change will make everyone feel incredible. That's it! If Qianxun's paintings like this are too outstanding, can I change one? I don't really want to attract attention." Su Yueyao gritted her teeth and thought for a while and said.

"Okay! Yueyao can do whatever you want. Yueyao, these are just practiced words?" Yang Qianxun knew that Su Yueyao didn't want to talk anymore, and he didn't force her. In his opinion, after the two of them got married, no matter who she was, she would only be his wife.

"Yes! I didn't practice writing well when I was studying in the academy. When I signed the contract yesterday, I felt that the name I wrote was really ugly." Su Yueyao said with a smile.

She was relieved to hear that Yang Qianxun no longer asked questions about the painting. In fact, she didn't know how to tell Yang Qianxun that she was not the original owner, but Yang Qianxun had never contacted the original owner. It was she who had contact with him from beginning to end, so Su Yueyao felt that it was okay not to say it.

After all, the idea of ​​resurrection from the dead is quite creepy.

"Yuyao wants to practice calligraphy well. Can I teach you every morning from now on?" Yang Qianxun said with a smile.

"Of course! Actually, there are quite a few words that I don't know. It's the best that Qianxun can teach me!" Su Yueyao said.

These traditional Chinese characters are driving her crazy. Now she has to guess when she reads books or finds words!

Afterwards, Su Yueyao picked up the paints that had not been put away in the morning and began to mix the colors. She took out the blank drawing paper next to her and started painting.

When Yang Qianxun saw Su Yueyao start painting again, he stood beside her without disturbing her.

This time, Su Yueyao was going to draw a simple character picture, so she slowly sketched out the way Yang Qianxun looked when she first met him. A cold and elegant gentleman in white gradually appeared on the drawing paper.

Yang Qianxun was becoming more and more frightened. The previous landscape painting he had drawn was not very detailed, as the focus was on the artistic conception of the landscape. However, this painting almost fully captured his temperament, and was even better than the one painted by the Fengdu painter who specialized in drawing figures!

How many more surprises does she have that he doesn't know about? Yang Qianxun looked at Su Yueyao deeply with burning eyes.

Su Yueyao was immersed in her painting. When the last stroke was finished, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "Is this painting less ostentatious?"

"I'm afraid Ayao's painting can't be exhibited." Yang Qianxun watched with a smile.

"Ah! Aren't there painters here who specialize in drawing figures? Can it be that I draw better than them?"

"Yes! Yueyao, I saw a figure painted by a court painter once when I was in Fengdu, but it was not as vivid as Yueyao's. It seems that Yueyao cares about me, otherwise why would the painting be so vivid?"

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