Song Linyu looked at Ning Yihuai practicing calligraphy with a very gentle look: "Why do you only practice calligraphy in the study, why don't you come to my building with me to play in the evening?"
Ning Yihuai put down his pen, raised his head and looked directly into Song Linyu's deep red eyes. He was silent for a while: "Your building? What building?" He seemed to be interested.
Song Linyu hooked his little finger: "Qinglou."
The corners of Ning Yihuai's mouth raised slightly, and he held half of his face with one hand: "What love building?"
Song Linyu came closer, close enough that the two of them could clearly see the earth in his pupils, grabbed his hands and put them on his chest: "My love for you."
Ning Yihuai didn't move his hands away. He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Young Master Song is joking."
Song Linyu stared at Ning Yihuai with pitiful eyes: "Do you think I'm lying to you?" His tone was serious.
Ning Yihuai took back his hand and supported his cheek: "Is it true?" He smiled.
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Corrective rubbing of belly black attack (Song Linyu) × Warming and moistening of poisonous tongue (Ning Yihuai)
What does black meet poison?
Still poisonous
"Poison Ning Yongsheng? It's up to you, his life or death has nothing to do with me."
Encountered a mission and poisoned Ning Yihuai's brother.
"It's hard to win your heart, but the road to love is bumpy."
1V1 imaginary history, writing style is down to earth, show mercy.
Purpose: intellectual struggle