"Awake?" Sheng Jiayan's voice suddenly sounded, and Meng Qiqi realized that he was sitting on a chair against the wall.
Meng Qiqi was a little embarrassed when she remembered the attachment she showed to Sheng Jiayan before she fell into a coma. So she lowered her head and straightened the wrinkled clothes she slept on, pretending to be nonchalant and asking, "How long have I slept?"
"No more, no less, one whole."
"One!? Are we still in Youzhou?"
Sheng Jiayan looked at her and said slowly: "I left Youzhou yesterday, and now it is the boundary of Yangzhou."
"Oh—" Meng Qiqi responded dumbly, blushing inexplicably from Sheng Jiayan's eyes, and continued to lower his head and pretend to fold his quilt: "Where are the others?"
"The Lin family is going to celebrate the catastrophe and have a drink downstairs."
Meng Eqi listened carefully, the loud voice of Lin Gaoshan seemed to be mixed with the noisy voice downstairs.
Sheng Jiayan got up and walked to the door: "Are you hungry? Now that you are awake, let's go down together."
"Yeah." Meng Eqi nodded: "My lord, go down first, and I'll come down after I wash up."
When Sheng Jiayan heard Meng Qiqi's voice, the prince, he stopped and refused to leave, staring straight at her with a pair of dark eyes.
Meng Qiqi asked, "What's wrong?"
The clothes were neatly folded at the end of the bed, but her hands were short, so she had no choice but to hold the quilt and pout her ass, and she managed to reach it. In front of Sheng Jiayan, he watched helplessly as he fell a dog gnawing mud.
That scene was quite wonderful.
Sheng Jiayan saw it in his eyes, and a flat voice sounded: "Lang Zhong, you are too frightened and weak. You must take good care of yourself in the past two days. How about I help you with dressing?"
Meng Qiqi was helped up by him, looking at Sheng Jiayan's profile, she asked, "My lord, were you snickering just now?"
"You read it wrong, no." As soon as he paused, Meng Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Sheng Jiayan's voice with a faint smile coming from the top of his head: "I'm happy for you, Amen."
"Happy?"
Sheng Jiayan didn't answer, but unhurriedly untied the tie on Meng Qiqi's blouse. She felt a chill in her chest, and quickly covered her chest, and said sternly, "What's this for!?"
"What?" Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It didn't help me get dressed, how did it become undressing!?"
Sheng Jiayan smiled, but replied calmly: "The tie is loose, please re-tie it for you, what do you think it is?"
Meng Qiqi was speechless by his words, and could only be at the mercy of Sheng Jiayan. Sheng Jiayan, who used to be like a lump of ice in the past, was talking a lot today.
"You've only been in Youzhou for a month, but you've become a little more rounded."
Meng Qiqi suppressed her anger: "I didn't eat the rice from Wang Ye's house!"
Sheng Jiayan made a blood-jade drop-shaped earring out of nowhere, which was the one Fang Bao had given to Meng Qiqi, and was lying in Sheng Jiayan's palm at this time.
"How did this come about?" he asked.
Meng Qiqi suddenly felt a little guilty when she saw this earring. After she put it away, she put it in her luggage and didn't particularly hide it. She didn't expect it to be turned over by Sheng Jiayan!
"Someone forced it to me, it should be useless, throw it away..."
Sheng Jiayan scrutinized the thing for a while, and said, "This is a kind of jade unique to Xiyi. It is valuable and has no market. It can be called a treasure. Will others force this for you?"
At that time, Fang Bao had a fever and stuffed it to Meng Eqi. Meng Eqi didn't even think about taking it, but it was very valuable. Fang Bao threatened her that she would lose it if she didn't want it. She felt it was a pity to accept it. Now facing Sheng Jiayan's appearance of 'inviting teachers to ask for guilt', Meng Eqi quickly said, "If that's the case, then dedicate it to the prince. Anyway, I forgot who gave it."
Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes locked her instantly, he stood against the light, from the temples to the shoulders, the whole figure seemed to melt in the golden halo, and the handsome facial features were hidden in the lines that were indistinguishable between light and dark, at that moment, Meng Eqi felt a sense of embarrassment that the lie was seen through.
Fortunately, Sheng Jiayan didn't continue to ask questions, but he helped Meng Qiqi put on her skirt, but he didn't leave the room.
With him by his side, Meng Eqi sat in front of the bronze mirror and held her temples absentmindedly.
She picked up a peacock blue hairpin from the makeup box, Sheng Jiayan watched coldly, and suddenly said, "The temples are crooked."
Meng Qiqi was stunned for a moment, and looked in the mirror, it really looked like a tree with a crooked neck, but she was too lazy to pull another one, so she fooled him seriously: "Although Wang Ye is well-versed in the past, he still doesn't know much about women. Take a closer look—" Meng Qiqi pointed to the sideburns that were slanted: "Is there a state of drooping flowers and willows?"
Sheng Jiayan shook his head very honestly: "No."
"..." Meng Qiqi was not discouraged, and continued to rhetorically: "The old saying 'a bun on the head, a pearl in the ear', the prince thinks I am very suitable?"
Sheng Jiayan has no words, but his eyes have clearly expressed his thoughts.
His eyes were: You are talking nonsense about something.
Meng Eqi was at a loss for words, knowing that he couldn't be fooled, so he simply took off his temples and prepared to re-comb. Just as her long hair fell, Sheng Jiayan suddenly stopped her: "It looks better this way."
"Really!?" Sheng Jiayan never complimented others. Meng Qiqi was very happy to hear it. She lowered her head and slowly combed her long hair, revealing her thin white neck.
Her skin was fair, but now it was as if she had been coated with a layer of velvet light by candlelight, showing a creamy and creamy texture.
Sheng Jiayan stared at her neck for a while: "It should be something else."
"What?" Meng Qiqi looked into the mirror: "You already have crooked temples and earrings, what else is there to do?"
Sheng Jiayan picked up a Luozidai from the table: "It's a pair of thin eyebrows."
His tone was friendly and charming, but unfortunately Meng Eqi didn't notice it. She only covered her eyebrows with a vigilant look on her face: "My lord, you have never drawn eyebrows, but don't try random people in the book, eyebrows affect a person's spirit, and it's ugly to draw the wrong one. of!"
"How do you know if you don't try?"
"... I don't!" Meng Qiqi looked at Sheng Jiayan's posture of holding Luo Zidai, as if holding a brush. She was flustered, so she refused Sheng Jiayan to test on her face. Escaped, unexpectedly Sheng Jiayan was faster and pressed her in front of the vanity mirror.
"Don't move—" Sheng Jiayan's pitch-black eyes fell into Meng Qiqi's eyes like stars. He seemed to have rare moments when he was so happy. it is good."
"How fast is it soon..." Meng Eqi was pressed by Sheng Jiayan, and she felt more and more that their posture seemed a little wrong! ? Then he struggled a little: "You let me stand up first."
"Don't move!" Sheng Jiayan pressed her shoulder with the other hand: "The animation is crooked again."
Meng Eqi couldn't, so he had to be pressed by him honestly. Sheng Jiayan, on the other hand, looked carefully and carefully. After painting for Meng Eqi, he looked at it for a while, and suddenly the corners of his lips pursed slightly.
Every time he made this expression, he was undoubtedly suppressing a smile.
Meng Qiqi was very familiar with what his expression meant, and immediately asked, "What's wrong! Is the drawing crooked?!"
"No." Sheng Jiayan went to draw the other eyebrow for her again and again: "I think it's pretty good."
After he finished painting, he stood up and put Luo Zidai on the table.
Meng Eqi was free, and immediately stood up and looked in the mirror, her figure froze suddenly.
Where is the eyebrow drawn crooked! The two eyebrows are thick and scary, but they are still connected!
Sheng Jiayan did it on purpose!
"My lord!" Meng Eqi turned around and complained, "I didn't go up the mountain to fight tigers, why did I paint like this!"
"Is this bad?" Sheng Jiayan's tone was a little innocent: "With thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks more energetic."
Meng Eqi was about to speak again, but Yu Guang suddenly saw a few heads hidden behind the door, and she was so frightened that she jumped behind Sheng Jiayan and hid.
The few people behind the door saw that Meng Eqi had discovered them, and they all stood up one after another, scratching the back of their heads in embarrassment.
"You two... are you busy?" Manager Lin smiled dryly, holding a chicken leg in his hand. Behind him are Lin Jingxing, Mrs. Lin, Mo Chunfeng, Xiang Dingchen and Suhe. At first, a few people peeped behind the door like their heads were stacked on top of each other, almost causing Meng Eqi to faint again.
They didn't notice when they came.
Sheng Jiayan only had Meng Qiqi in his eyes, but he didn't realize that someone was standing at the door, and now his face was not very good-looking.
Mo Chunfeng knew his master's temper very well, and immediately said: "We didn't see anything! It's just to see that the master is half down, and I want to call you down to have a meal first..."
"Yes, yes." Xiang Dingchen cooperated with Mo Chunfeng rarely.
Look how strong their desire to survive is.
"But Sister Meng, what were you doing when Brother Sheng was on top of you just now?" Lin Jingxing ate the corn in his hand with a curious expression on his face. Because he felt that the actions of Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan just now were very similar to the so-and-so picture he usually looked at, but they were both wearing clothes, so Lin Jingxing felt strange.
Mrs. Lin covered her son's mouth and laughed dryly: "The child is ignorant, please forgive me, Mr. Sheng."
Su He saw the opportunity to smooth things out, she hurriedly stepped forward and took Meng Eqi's hand: "You fell asleep, you should be hungry, the food below is hot, let's go down to eat first."
Su He was not so good, but Meng Eqi really felt a little hungry, so she nodded and agreed.
Seeing this, Sheng Jiayan put away the look of anger just now, with a cold and refusing attitude.
Except for Meng Eqi, the rest of the people were stunned by his eyes, and they went downstairs around Meng Eqi in a sullen manner.
Before Meng Eqi went downstairs, he did not forget to wipe off his two thick eyebrows with a handkerchief.
Sheng Jiayan followed them downstairs, a few people sat down at the table, Lin Jingxing hurriedly put the chicken leg into Sheng Jiayan's bowl as if to please him: "Brother Sheng accompanied Sister Meng without eating all night long, this chicken leg is very delicious."
Meng Eqi stuffed a mouthful of shrimp, Bao looked at Sheng Jiayan with bulging cheeks, and asked vaguely, "Are you not bad for Senmo?"