Fast travel: the host is attacked again

The tea in the imperial study room was changed several times, and it was brought out as it was brought in.The ink on the desk was grinded and grinded, but it didn't go down at all.

He Jinming realized in a daze that he was really like what Shan Fusheng said, and he was left alone.

Before Shan Fusheng lost his memory, he was full of eyes on himself, they had common memories, even if the memories were not so good, they were not so lonely.

But Shan Huai lost his memory, forgot everything, and when memories could no longer be shared with others, he suddenly felt an unprecedented emptiness.

People are like this, when they have nothing, they only want money and power.Now that the power is in his hands, he wants love and tenderness.

Man, that's how greedy.

Regarding the matter of Shan Fusheng being favored again, there were many opinions in the palace, but everyone who mentioned him praised his kindness and good means.

Shan Huai ignored all this, and got up early every day to make some small snacks and send them to the imperial study. Unlike before, this time the snacks were not stopped outside the hall even once.

Shan Huai was lying on the rocking chair with the white cat in his arms, with a plate of grapes beside him.These grapes came from the south as a tribute. I heard that there were only a few bunches, and one of them was sent to Junzizhai.

Shan Huai, who squinted to enjoy the afternoon sun, suddenly felt that his nose was pinched. When he opened his eyes, he saw Jun Cheng's enlarged face. The distance between them was too close to fit a piece of thin paper.

It is said that distance creates beauty, but why they are so close, Shan Huai still thinks he is so handsome!

Slightly covering his bouncing little heart, Shan Huai lamented that beauty is really misleading.

Juncheng frowned slightly, lowered his head and ruthlessly trampled on Shan Huai's lips, with his tongue plundering the city inside, causing Shan Huai to retreat steadily.

The two kissed inseparably, and finally separated. Shan Huai found that the cat in his arms had gone somewhere long ago.

Seeing Shan Huai looking for cats everywhere, Juncheng was dissatisfied, "That cat doesn't look like a good cat at first glance, you still follow your ancestors to make sacrifices every day."

(According to system speculation, Juncheng's current expression is probably jealous.)

I know, thank you.

Shan Huai raised his head and kissed Juncheng's chin, and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

Juncheng hummed lightly, without denying it, staring at Shan Huai and said: "How long are you going to make false claims with him?"

Shan Huai blinked and didn't speak, just looked at him pitifully.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful, you scoundrel!"

Juncheng straightened up, glanced at the rice paper on the table and raised his eyebrows.

Noticing Juncheng's gaze, Shan Huai secretly thought that it was not good, so he wanted to stand up from the recliner to grab the paper, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and the rice paper still fell into Juncheng's hands.

Shan Huai covered his face, wanting to run away in shame.

On the rice paper is a pair of eyes drawn with a sketch technique. Those eyes are slightly curved and full of smiles.Most importantly, there was a small mole between the eyelids of those eyes.

Juncheng smiled, stroked the drawing on the paper, and asked with a smile: "What kind of technique is this? Why haven't I seen it before? Are you drawing me?"

You ask so many questions at once, let me answer that one first!Shan Huai slandered.

Moreover, the painting method is a modern sketch, and I can't explain it clearly to you.

Shan Huai only answered the last question, "It's you."

"I always feel like I've seen the same painting before." Juncheng rubbed the rice paper in his hand, "I just can't remember where I saw it."

Picking a grape from the plate, Shan Huai stuffed it into Juncheng's mouth.

Shan Huai: "Impossible, except for me, no one in this world can draw a second one with this technique."

Juncheng, who was stuffed with grapes, was dissatisfied, spat out the grapes, and said jealously: "What did he give you? Hmph, it's not as good as Southwest food."

"I know, I know." Shan Huai said while eating a few more.

Juncheng: "..."