Chapter 88: Drawing

Recently, An Ziran is very busy.
The decoration drawings of the Fenghua gambling house took him a few days to draw, and he considered not only the immediate front but also the long-term development direction.
There are more than a dozen gambling fairs in the city of Junzi. The most competitive ones are the top ten gambling houses, but today they can only count nine.
If you want to stand out from these gambling houses, you don't rely on financial resources, but on new ideas.
An Ziran wants to create a gambling squad that is mixed with the three religions, but a high-end gambling gambler. This type of gambling workshop is more painstaking, but he has to help but not worry too much, but this new idea makes He is slightly troubled.
There are dozens of Boa in Da Ya.
In addition to turtle racing, other kinds of animal games, such as fighting, fighting, fighting, etc., will not appear in the gambling house. This is more common in the folks and belongs to the game between the civilians.
The board games and the guessing class are the most popular, basically can be seen in the gambling, similar to Wumu, leaf play, scorpion, domino, etc., and the domino can extend a variety of games, of course, some are Anzi I have never heard of it, such as the red spectrum and the winning picture.
However, most of the dramas are still more complicated in An Ziran's view and are not suitable for promotion.
However, he knows that there are several popular blogs in later generations, and it is also very suitable for promotion, but it is a bit troublesome in production.
When the gambling house was still under construction, An Ziran let Zhou Guanjia go outside to help him buy a slightly harder paper, as well as color paints and tools for cutting hard paper. Although this time and space is behind, these things are still found. of.
Zhou Guanjia went out for a trip and bought him back when he came back.
An Ziran carried these things in the study, until Fu Wutian came back, he did not come out.
Fu Wutian thought that he would see his king in the dining hall as usual. As a result, he only saw the old prince who was still in the forbidden period. He asked him that he did not come out in the study.
This is the first time he can't even eat.

What did Wang Hao do in the study?
Fu Wutian went to the study and asked the Zhou Guanjia who followed.
Zhou Guanjia immediately replied: "The villain is not clear. Wang Hao has not come out in the afternoon with some things in the study room, and he will not let the next person disturb him."
Fu Wutian raised his eyebrows and did not ask again.
After killing the Zhou Guanjia, Fu Wutian pushed open the door of the study. When he walked in, he was attracted by the things on the ground. It was a piece of paper that was smashed into a ball. Going inside, the more paper balls.
Fu Wutian opened the bead curtain and saw his Wang Hao carrying a brush. The eyebrows focused on the things on the table. He seemed to hesitate how to drop the pen. He looked at the table and found some strange patterns. Red and black pigments are placed.
An Ziran knew that he was, but did not give him a bit of attention.
There are a total of fifteen pictures to be drawn, but five of them have been stumped, and they can't be painted until now, although he knew that he didn't have the talent to draw.
"Wang Hao, what are you painting?"
Fu Wutian was particularly curious to see the dark things he painted on the paper. It looked like something random and graffiti, just for this thing even delayed dinner?
An Ziran was silent for a long while, "...I don't know."
Fu Wutian almost laughed out loud.
Fu Wutian took the brush on his hand and left it on the edge of the ink stone. "If you don't know, go to dinner first, wait for the meal to come again, my grandfather has been waiting for us in the dining hall."
An Ziran turned his neck. This painting is two hours. It is really tiring. Unfortunately, the five most important pictures have not been drawn and can only be abandoned.
In the dining hall, the old prince can't wait to open the food first. He is an elder, and he is an elder with a problem in his head. So no one said that he was very quiet during the time of the ban, probably afraid of the big housekeeper's regeneration. So I have a lot of security.
An Ziran has always been very surprised that the old prince would be afraid of the big butler, and later Fu Wutian told him about the big butler.
Fu Yiming is the great steward of Fu Wangfu. In fact, he is the biological son of Lao Wangye. In other words, he is the uncle of Fu Tiantian, the brother of Fu Xiao, but there is a deadly place, that is, he is an illegitimate child.
Da Ya is not tolerant of illegitimate children, even the royal family.
The identity of the illegitimate child is destined that this person can never stand in the sun, so the old prince is very embarrassed to him, because his mistake will make Fu Yi never recognize the ancestors, can only bear the foster son status of Fu Wangfu, and stay in Wangfu is a housekeeper.
Because of embarrassment, so before the illness, the character is biased towards indifference, Fu Lao Wangye is also indulgent to Fu Yi. After the illness, although the character has changed, the memory is also chaotic, but nothing has changed the matter of Fu Yi.
However, Fu Yiming is the master of Fu Wangfu, but he does not really care about the trivial affairs of the royal family like a housekeeper. Basically, he is managed by the second housekeeper. What he really handles is the industry under the name of Wangfu. He will often not be in the palace.
After dinner, An Ziran went to see the little steamed buns.
In addition to the milky mother and the original cockroaches, there are Chunlan and Qiulan.
The two were originally waiting for him, but he did not trust the little buns, so for the time being let them go to the little buns, this time is busy, he went less often.
"Big Master?" It was a surprise to see Chunlan who came over him.
An Ziran pointed at her and asked: "How is the situation of the second young master?"
Qiulan, who heard the movement, immediately came out with a small steamed buns. The little buns were not eaten like they were born, and they slept and ate. The two grape-like eyes were always very spirited. As soon as he saw his brother, the two little paws immediately waved happily.
Qiulan was just approaching, and the little buns had already opened their hands and rushed toward Ann Ziran.
An Ziran quickly caught him.
The little buns and his brother’s arms immediately smiled, and the giggling laughter filled the room, causing the adults to laugh.
An Ziran held a soft glimpse. He had never thought that he would have such a small younger brother. It would be almost eight months in a blink of an eye. When he first came, he was only one month old.
Qiu Lan smiled and said: "The young master, the second young master has been able to sit on his own, he will climb, but also hold things up and stand up, not falling, not strong, very strong."
An Ziran was also full of gratitude when he heard this, and his hands were pinched under his arm to lift him up. "Little buns, called brother."
The little buns smirked and licked two small short legs in the air.
An Ziran took him back to his arms and said to Qiulan: "From tomorrow, take him to the dining hall and have dinner with us."
"Yes, Grand Master."
After holding it for a while, An Ziran handed the little buns to Qiulan. Xu knew that his brother was going to go. The little buns suddenly held his clothes tightly, and the chubby little face was sobbing. Tears are brewing very quickly.
Chunlan snickered, "The young master, it seems that the young master is reluctant to leave."
After I finished, I was glanced at Qiu Lan.
An Ziran couldn't bring him back to the house, he could only squat, and temporarily transferred his attention with some gadgets, and finally he managed to get out.
Back to the room, Fu Wutian has been groomed.
An Ziran had a shower and wanted to go to the study room to continue to study five drawings that were not drawn. As a result, he was not overtaken by the door and was turned to bed by Fu Wutian.
"You have already painted an afternoon today. The darkness of the night is not good for your eyes. Rest now and continue tomorrow." Fu Wutian squeezed him to the inside of the bed.
An Ziran has no idea whether to sleep inside or outside. It used to be against him. Now it is not necessary for the two to have frankness, and both inside and outside can be.
Speaking of the light at night, it is a bit of a hassle.
The light of a candle is not like the incandescent light of the 21st century. It can also be like a white peony at night. The candlelight is dim and not suitable for reading books unless you want myopia.
An Ziran thinks and thinks right, this time and space myopia is not a doctor, the laser does not have such a thing, and he has no clue about the five drawings, it will only tangled, but...
"Can your hand be removed from my lap?" An Ziran found that Fu Wutian's hand touched and touched the inside of his thigh. The following was almost picked up by him and finally couldn't help but sound.
Fu Wutian’s reaction was to bow his head and kiss him on his lips.
No!

An Ziran found that the thigh was against a hot hard object. He didn't need to say that he knew the answer. He didn't want to refuse. "No, I still have a lot of things to do tomorrow." Now he will toss him, he may start tomorrow. Not coming.
"Tomorrow, the king does not have to go out, can help you."
An Ziran wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, maybe he could really help him to paint, but he didn't know if he would. "Would you paint?"
Upon hearing this sentence, Fu Wutian knew that he began to soften, and his nose kissed his cheek, and one hand touched his clothes and shouted back: "Of course!"
An Ziran was frightened by him. The young body, who tasted the taste of lust, was easily provoked by desire. Two naked bodies rolled into a ball, and the skin and the skin rubbed together with a strong desire for fire. The white skin of Anzi was all red, and the sweat was all over the body. A temptation of a man’s scent seemed to radiate from his body. Come out, intertwined with the hidden taste in the air, as if forming aphrodisiac effect, so that the huge buried in his body has risen a big circle.
Although it is not the first time, but An Ziran is still very reluctant to accept, the following efforts to swallow, the thin sweat on his forehead has already flowed down.
Fu Wutian lifted his two legs on his shoulders and pulled the distance between the two people, making the places that have been intimately combined deeper and inseparable.
It seemed as if the feeling of being in the stomach made An Ziran’s eyebrows slightly invisible, and when he wanted to talk, Fu Wutian’s sudden fierce impact made him unprepared.
"what……"
It seems to be inspired by his cry. The huge slow-moving in and out of his body suddenly slammed like a motor, and every time he really went to the deepest, his voice was broken.
The slender waist was folded to the chest in a difficult posture. An Ziran never knew that his waist was so soft. Just glance at the eyelids and he could see the picture of Fu Tiantian’s huge in and out of his body, stimulating His visual senses.
Fu Wutian lowered his head and kissed his lips, plunged into his mouth that was biting his teeth, ate the saliva that he had no time to swallow, and ate his tongue after eating saliva, as if he had not eaten at dinner until Anziran received it. No, a slap in the face would like to take his head off, and the result was to grab the wrist.
"No... don't... get in the way..." An Ziran warned intermittently.
Although he is below, it does not mean that he is a woman. Even if he can't master the initiative now, his firm eyes still have a man's self-esteem.
In the darkness, Fu Tiantian’s low and dull laughter came.
Then he responded to him with a fierce attack, invading the city and plunging the ground. Inside and outside, all the skin on the whole body was not leaked, and the body was full of temptation like a ripe apple.
This night, An Ziran was released four times.
Fu has no genius for two days, and he has tossed him for a long time every time.
The next day, the Wangfu knew that they were used to getting up early. This time, I slept until noon and got up.