Chapter 1144: do not go

She suddenly lifted her eyes and suppressed the faint pain in her heart. Turning around to see the portrait of the woman, my heart jumped again!
A woman in the picture is tender and gentle, with big eyes and water, as if she can talk, full of aura.
The small mouth looks awkward, as if she is sulking, and as if she is thinking about some bad idea ...
This is a fine brushwork, from the strands of hair of a woman to the folds of the corner of the clothes. It seems that in a blink of an eye, the woman can come down from the painting.
Feng Qingyu is naturally familiar with this woman's face, and it is exactly what she was before Nirvana ...
There is also a line under the picture: "Qing Yu, Master is here, I'll pick you up ..."
The font is dripping, the dragon and the phoenix dance, and it is strong and powerful, as if to break out of paper ...
Feng Qingyu is quite familiar with calligraphy and painting. From this line, she feels a sad and nowhere to sue.
It seems that the man who painted this picture can't wait to show the clouds and rain to let time go back, then go to that lonely place to rescue the beloved woman trapped, and say to the beloved woman, "Qing Yu, Master is here to pick you up ..."
Her eyes were a little bit sour, Feng Qingyu raised her hands and rubbed, the door squeaked, and a clear voice like a jade sounded, "Qing Yu, come here, eat."
Feng Qingyu turned around and saw Emperor Shi Yin fluttering into the door. She placed a few small dishes and snacks on the table. The fragrance came out, which was her favorite taste.
It turned out he was going to prepare meals--
The situation is a little familiar. It seems that he was with her a few years ago. Whenever she was tired or tired, he would make a delicious table to treat her ...
Feng Qingyu's heart was bumped again, and suddenly felt that he could not stand the tenderness of his offensive.
Pouting and pouting: "I've cut the grain now and eat, not to mention I ate another half of the ginseng fruit last night, I'm not hungry."
Di Shiyin raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Not hungry? Eat it with me. Nothing more will support you. Can you lose weight now?"
Originally, she did not control herself every time she ate something he made. After eating, she would complain in his arms, fearing that she would gain weight, and stubbornly wanted to lose weight, which caused him to help her rub the belly every time. , And often rubbed it to the bed-
Feng Qingyu: "..." The memory is like a tide, and it always pops up from time to time.
As soon as she shook his divine effort, he held his little hand, pulled him to the table, and sat down: "You are not hungry for the teacher, but you are hungry. Come and accompany the teacher to eat." Put a pair of chopsticks in her little hand.
"Well, wow--" There were suddenly a few whispers from outside.
Di Shiyin picked a brow, and at this time it would not be anyone else who could come in: "Lian Yue, what's the matter?"
"Master, how good is your body?" Sure enough, Yun Yin was outside the door, and he asked respectfully.
"Anyway, you step back." Di Shiyin replied lazily, at this time he didn't want to be disturbed.
"Master, disciple has one more thing to report."
"What is it?"
"A woman came from the garden, named Qing Huan. She said that she was your disciple, and she wanted to see Master—"