Xuxu seduces him

Chapter 136: Not Well Written

Hearing Gu Zhengchen's voice, Liang Jingwan stopped, put her heels back on the ground, and turned back, "You're here?"

Gu Zhengchen responded, took a long step and walked towards Liang Jingwan. When he got closer, he saw that the koi fish were surrounding her, one by one coming out of the water.

Gu Zhengchen raised his hand and handed the small plate to Liang Jingwan. The small plate contained the snacks that Liang Jingwan had eaten in the hotel last time. This morning, Shen Lingyi specially asked the hotel to deliver it.

Because Liang Jingwan's two hands had touched fish food, she opened her mouth slightly and let out an "ah". Gu Zhengchen picked up a small piece and put it into her mouth.

While chewing, Liang Jingwan answered his original question, speaking vaguely: "Why did all the other fish swim over, but that little fish refused to come over?"

Gu Zhengchen put the white porcelain plate on the stone table, turned around, narrowed his eyes, and followed Liang Jingwan's finger to look not far away. There was indeed a small koi carp sinking to the bottom of the water.

"Is it too cold and you don't want to move?" Liang Jingwan asked.

"possible."

While answering her, Gu Zhengchen raised his arms to pull Liang Jingwan's two little hands over and took the fish food from her. There was more than half of the bag of fish food left, so he felt relieved and put the fish food next to the small plate.

He clamped Liang Jingwan's wrist with his left hand, patted her palm with his right hand, and pointed his chin at the faucet not far away, "Go wash your hands."

Liang Jingwan said "Oh" and trotted over. When she turned around, the ends of her hair gently brushed against Gu Zhengchen's chest.

After washing her hands, Liang Jingwan's hands became cold and her heart was beating restlessly. She took two steps forward, put her arms around Gu Zhengchen's neck, and slid her hands down his collar into his back, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Gu Zhengchen smiled, did not stop her, and let her cool herself.

"Aren't you cold?" Liang Jingwan asked curiously, leaning on his shoulder.

"You just need to be warm."

Liang Jingwan nodded seriously, "That's right."

But she still pulled her hand out, put it into Gu Zhengchen's pocket, buried her head in his chest, and pressed her cheek against his sweater.

After a while.

"It moved, it moved." Liang Jingwan pulled Gu Zhengchen's arm, pointed at the little koi fish with her other hand, and jumped excitedly.

Gu Zhengchen nodded in agreement.

Liang Jingwan watched the fish swimming closer and closer, turned around to get the fish food on the stone table, poured out a few small grains, half-knelt on the ground, and slowly scattered them.

The little koi fish also cooperated by coming out of the water and eating the fish food.

After feeding the fish contentedly, Gu Zhengchen took Liang Jingwan to continue strolling in the backyard.

Next to the fish pond is the tea room. Gu Zhengchen raised his hand to move the door open, and the two of them took off their cotton slippers and stepped onto the platform.

A gilded Boshan stove with a dragon beast pattern is placed in the corner of the tea table. Wisps of faint fragrant mist emerge from the hole and slowly rise up. The elegant goose pear fragrance floats and diffuses in the air.

The tea room is furnished with tatami mats and a long table with futons. Above it hangs an exquisite copper chandelier, emitting a dusk-colored halo and a unique Zen feeling. Tea sets and vases with red plum blossoms in them are placed on the long table, and there is also a chessboard in the corner of the tea room.

Liang Jingwan knelt on the futon, carefully observing the tea room, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Did you write this?"

Gu Zhengchen nodded.

The calligraphy Liang Jingwan mentioned was hanging between several famous paintings. She took a closer look and saw that the date on the lower left corner was 2004. She estimated Gu Zhengchen's age, and he was thirteen at the time. She recalled the calligraphy hanging in Yulong Bay that she herself wrote when she was a teenager. There was a world of difference between the two. She said stubbornly, "The writing... is not that good either."

Gu Zhengchen smiled slightly when he heard this, "It's indeed not as good as what you wrote."

Liang Jingwan raised her eyebrows slightly and climbed up the pole, "Of course." A few minutes later, Liang Jingwan regretted saying this.

She held a brush in her hand, suspended in mid-air, with ink condensing at the bottom of the brush tip, dripping and spreading on the rice paper. "Why don't you do it?"

Gu Zhengchen picked up the teacup, sipped the tea slowly, and smiled when he heard it, "You write better than me."

After hearing this, Liang Jingwan could only start writing casually. She hadn't touched a brush for a long time and couldn't control the strength in her hand. She started, wrote, and ended the strokes in one go. A neat regular script character [琛] appeared on the paper.

It’s not ugly, but it’s definitely not as good as Gu Zhengchen’s handwriting.

Before she could raise her hand to crumple the rice paper into a ball, Gu Zhengchen looked over.

Liang Jingwan raised her eyes and saw Gu Zhengchen looking at her with a half-smile in his eyes. She felt inexplicably laughed at. She decisively picked up the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"I won't write anymore."

Gu Zhengchen put down his crossed legs, walked behind Liang Jingwan, pressed close to her back, wrapped her palms in his, held a pen with both right hands, and supported himself with the other hand on the long table, trapping her whole body between himself and the long table.

Start writing with the side edge, and draw with iron and silver strokes.

The brush was placed on the pen holder. Gu Zhengchen held Liang Jingwan's hand, took a handkerchief, and gently wiped off the ink stains on her hands.

Liang Jingwan observed the word "Chen" written by Gu Zhengchen.

Seeing how engrossed she was, Gu Zhengchen teased, "If you like it so much, why don't you take it home and frame it and hang it in your study?"

Liang Jingwan rolled her eyes back and forth, pulling Gu Zhengchen's sleeves, "Then fill in your name and add my name by the way."

The two of them switched positions, with Gu Zhengchen in front and Liang Jingwan behind. Liang Jingwan put her arms around Gu Zhengchen's waist and pressed her face against his back.

There was a noise at the door, Liang Jingwan quickly let go, and took a small step back in an attempt to cover up her mistake.

The next second, the door was opened and it was Shen Lingyi.

She looked at Gu Zhengchen writing, raised her eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "Lunch is ready."

……

After lunch, Liang Jingwan prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Shen Lingyi handed a gift bag to Liang Jingwan with a smile, "It's just a small gift." Seeing Liang Jingwan waving her hand to refuse, she added, "Just consider it a gift for my future daughter-in-law."

Gu Zhengchen patted Liang Jingwan on the waist and said, "Take it."

Seeing this, Liang Jingwan obediently reached out to take it and thanked him with a smile.

While sitting in the car, she waved goodbye to Shen Lingyi and Gu Zhenglin outside the window.

The Maybach drove out of the Imperial Garden.

Gu Zhengchen raised his chin slightly and said in a gentle voice: "Open it and take a look."

Hearing this, Liang Jingwan handed the piece of rice paper in her hand to Gu Zhengchen, and took out the things in the gift bag, which was a red envelope and a piano lacquered black box with a Calatrava cross pattern printed on it. It was a Patek Philippe watch.

"Like it?"

Liang Jingwan nodded heavily.

Seeing that the matter with the parents was successfully concluded, Liang Jingwan was not too worried. However, she recently discovered that Gu Zhengchen had constant social engagements at night and always returned home after eleven o'clock in the evening.