Gu Huaizhi's house is fully furnished and luxurious.

The Suanni incense burner is lit with soothing incense, the smoke is curling up, and the smell is elegant. It is something Ruan Zhen has never smelled, but it cannot be denied, it is very soothing.

On the right hand side is a red sandalwood-edged Five Hundred Arhats screen. Inside is a green bronze cauldron and a red sandalwood incense table. On the table is a set of porcelain embossed tea cups. There are all pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Ruan Zhen entered a man's house for the first time. There was no one else in the house. She was a little at a loss and didn't dare to glance randomly.

Gu Huaizhi sat down in front of the case and took out the fine white jade carved bamboo paperweight.

"Weren't you very capable just now?" The man said calmly.

"Come here and sharpen the ink."

After all, it was for her own sake. Ruan Zhen didn't think anything else at the moment and stepped forward with a few steps on her embroidered shoes with shoe prints.

She tried her best to ignore the man so close to her.

Dripping a little water into the inkstone, he lifted up his wide sleeves to reveal his jade-like wrists. He pinched the ink-butt and moved it in circles at a moderate speed.

Ruan Zhen's movements are not very skillful, but she can't make any mistakes.

Gu Huaizhi leaned lazily on the back chair and put one hand on the desk.

The woman's watery eyes are serious, her face is calm, and her profile is pretty.

Gu Huaizhi looked down.

It's like a jade-slender neck.

further down

It's a nice soft curve.

Just like in the dream, it was the person in front of him, leaning on him and rubbing against him gently.

She was obviously extremely shy, but she hooked her neck and asked with a flushed face.

——Huai Lang, do you like it?

Gu Huaizhi quickly looked away.

He poured a cup of tea unnaturally and took a sip to cover up his gaffe at the moment.

However, the orchid-musk scent of the woman's body hit the tip of her nose. It was more relaxing and refreshing than the soothing incense in the room, but it was more seductive.

Ruan Zhen was about to use her hands to pull up a lock of hair that was hanging down.

Just listen to the extremely bored man shouting in an extremely sullen voice.

"Too slow! I'll do it myself."

Ruan Zhen paused, pursed her lips, and turned her head to look at Gu Huaizhi.

She didn't cry or fuss. She just stood quietly.

Ruan Zhen remained silent for a long time, and then she put down the ink in her hand with a steady breath.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly remembered Mu Jiu's words of coaxing, and the story of the scholar and the pretty village girl.

The scholar is pedantic and has a difficult personality. He looks down on the village girl in every way.

She thought, he was somewhat similar to Gu Huaizhi.

coax?

Ruan Zhen thought about the development of the story and carefully stretched out her hand.

After all, three months later, this man would be her husband.

The plain hands are slender, and the fingers are like onion roots.

The little lady loves beauty, so she even painted her hands with light pink cinnamon to make her hands whiter and more delicate.

Ruan Zhen's voice was flattering, and she whispered: "Your Majesty."

Gu Huaizhi lowered his eyes and calmed his mind, as if to cover up his impulse at the moment, he cleared his throat.

But he said: "Call my name."

Ruan Zhen frowned.

Then he meekly said: "Gu Huaizhi."

Her voice has always been sweet and soft, but now it is even more so: "Do you want to touch my hand?"

Gu Huaizhi's eyes trembled.

He suddenly stood up. The chair moved across the ground and made a harsh sound, but he seemed not to hear it and looked straight at Ruan Zhen with his dark eyes.

Ruan Zhen didn't expect Gu Huaizhi's reaction to be so big.

She suddenly felt a little scared.

Then he involuntarily took three steps back and timidly hid his hands behind his back.

Gu Huaizhi's expression remained motionless, filled with darkness and emotions that she could not understand.

For a long time, the man closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "There are snacks on the coffee table. Let's eat there."

Ruan Zhen quietly took a peek at him and felt blessed.

"yes."

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Ruan Zhen went to sit down. On the coffee table, apart from a pile of snacks, there was also a familiar purse.

The suitcase is bulging.

Gu Huai's jaw tightened, he took a pen and dipped it in ink. He didn't even look at Ruan Zhen, as if he could guess Ruan Zhen's expression at this moment.

Want to touch?

A woman's hands are white and clean, naturally she wants to.

But as soon as he got closer, the charming figure of the woman lying on the couch appeared before his eyes.

Gu Huaizhi:......

He thought that he had no desire for Ruan Zhen, that kind of pure desire between men and women.

He likes things to be neat and tidy.

If it was really just a green touch, Gu Huaizhi thought he would probably not be satisfied.

In this case, there is no need to scare her.

About three months.

Gu Huaizhi thought that if Ruan Zhen was sensible, he would still be very considerate.

Gu Huaizhi's eyebrows relaxed and he started writing.

"The little gray ones in my purse are specially made by the famous chef from Yangzhou invited by the house."

"Everything on the plate is yours. Xiao Hui is a naughty person and won't fight with you."

Ruan Zhen was about to pick up a piece of delicate pastry when she heard a cold snort from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, there were rapid footsteps.

Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.

"Gu Huaizhi! I think you are really hopeless!"

Sheng Wan had just returned from the Sheng family feeling very angry. He learned from his servants that Ruan Zhen and Gu Huaizhi were now living in Moyuan, which was a rare comfort, but he didn't want to hear such an outrageous word as soon as he entered.

Thanks to Ruan Zhen's good temper, if it were anyone else, how could he not feel resentful?

"Is that made of gold? What's wrong with eating a few of your snacks?"

She quickly walked in, with a dark face, and slapped the table hard, causing the ink on the inkstone to sway three times in shock.

This was the first time Ruan Zhen saw Sheng Wan looking angry.

She stood up and was about to walk over.

However, he saw that Gu Huaizhi was not afraid at all, and even stood up with familiarity, and then cupped his hands.

"My son is making my mother unhappy again."

Sheng Wan: Don’t do this to me!

Her anger remained.

"If I were Zhen Zhen, I would feel unlucky just looking at you!"

Gu Huaizhi glanced lightly at his name, then lowered his eyes to look at Ruan Zhen, who was wearing embroidered shoes, quietly and gently.

"She didn't dare."

Sheng Wan sneered. He felt that his son was hopeless.

"When a woman marries, she only sees her husband's stability and thoughtfulness. What do you have?"
To be continued...