The study room was very clean, and there were some ancient books on the bookshelf. These ancient books were sent by someone herself. In fact, they were not given by herself. They were sent by her mother. Li Qin was immersed in the play and thought that if she could speak, she might say that.

Li Qin looked at these books and didn't read them much on weekdays, but at this time she couldn't help but open them. Some notes appeared between the lines, with strong handwriting, and the pen was like a dragon and snake, as if she was painting.

The lamp oil on the table was about to burn out, and the ashes from the wick fell on a corner of the table. The study room was obviously not cleaned yet, but Li Qin nodded lightly.

Mu Ming walked into the study and saw Li Qin flipping through the books there. He didn't say anything. After putting down two bowls of tea, he said, "There is nothing good either. The monk's tea is cooked here. I heard that there is no tea here. If you don't mind, you can try it, but the color is not very good!"

Li Qin looked up and her eyes fell into the dark tea water, but unexpectedly she was not disgusted or disliked, but instead closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he picked up one of the bowls of tea and sipped it gently, then nodded, smiled, as if he liked the tea very much, and then started drinking it in big gulps.

It seemed to be affected, Mu Ming also picked up the bowl of tea. The dark look made people feel bad, but it had a fragrance. It was like smelling the fragrance of tea in the mountains and forests. Mu Ming drank it and the bitterness in his throat was presented together.

Seeing Li Qin gently put the bowl down, there were only some black water droplets at the bottom of the bowl. Mu Ming said: "How about what to eat? I sent someone to buy it?"

Li Qin shook her head and smiled at Mu Ming, then took out a small bag of things from the cuffs, wrapped in silk scarves. She gently opened it, but it was some snacks.

She pointed at herself, then gestured to the wooden name with her eyes.

"What did you make?" Mu Ming asked, but picked up a piece of dessert.

Looking at the patterns on the snacks, Mu Ming thought that this woman was skillful.

After biting it, it feels melted in your mouth, with a hint of sweetness and a vanilla flavor.

After eating together, Li Qin smiled, but silently, she pointed to the snacks in the scarf and signaled that Mu Ming would finish all the food.

"You can eat something too, I can't finish it!" Mu Ming said.

However, Li Qin shook her head and pushed the snacks directly in front of Mu Ming.

Seeing this, Mu Ming was not polite. He was hungry alone, so he ate all these things, but in the end he was still a little unsatisfied.

"It's delicious, you have good skills!" Mu Ming praised. In fact, no matter how the other party did, Mu Ming would praise him, but now it comes from the heart.

Li Qin's eyes also smiled, but she looked at Mu Ming, as if she was waiting for something.

However, after Mu Ming said this, he lost his words. He looked at her and said nothing.

Li Qin picked up a book on the table, opened a few pages, then pointed to a certain place, and gestured with her hands a few times.

"Drawing?" Mu Ming asked.

Li Qin nodded, as if surprised that Mu Ming understood his sign language.

"I learned some..." Mu Ming said, and then took out his own scroll, "I always paint here!"

Li Qin took the scroll and found that there was nothing in it, and her eyes couldn't help but wonder.

Mu Ming smiled and said, "I'm also very strange. It seems that this scroll is very special, and the ink and wash leaves no traces!"

Mu Ming picked up the brush on the table, dipped it in ink, and applied it on the scroll, but the ink quickly faded away.

Li Qin was surprised and pointed her fingers on the inkstone, heading towards the scroll in front of Mu Ming, as if she wanted to verify it, but the ink also faded.

She couldn't help but become weird. After looking through for a moment, she started to gesture again. Her fingers were gestured in the air, her hands crossed, and she gestured like an eagle flying posture.

"Flying in the sky and hiding from the earth?" Mu Ming said: "Maybe, I should have learned the art of practicing Taoism, but I don't remember it. My mother said that I was lost and lost my previous memory, but sometimes I felt that I could do something!"

Mu Ming blew a breath towards the lamp, and the extinguished wick suddenly started to burn.

Li Qin's lips opened slightly, and her eyes lit up as well.

Seeing this, Mu Ming was delighted and picked a flower bud from outside the house. This was an old tree in the yard. This tree was unique and bloomed in spring, but it had already produced flower buds last summer.

Seeing Mu Ming leave quickly and appear quickly again, there was something else in his hand, Li Qin was confused.

But the next moment, she saw the buds in Mu Ming's hand blooming miraculously in Mu Ming's hand.

She covered her little mouth, looking incredible, and what was even more incredible was that the flower slowly flew over and landed on the ends of her hair.

Li Qinmo touched the flower on her head, looked around in the Muming Study Room, then soaked it out of the pond outside the house and looked in the mirror in front of the lake.

Mu Ming walked out and saw this scene, he became happy.

Mu Ming once saw his uncle bringing a flower to Widow Lin. At that time, he thought it was good to have flowers on Widow Lin's hair, so he did this today.

Li Qin smiled at Mu Ming, with a beautiful smile, but unfortunately there was no sound, but I think the sound was also good, and Mu Ming thought so at this time.

The wooden name pointed to the pavilion in the middle of the pond. At this time, the sun shone in, and it was a little warm. Li Qin nodded and walked over.

The servant brought the high point and tea at this time. It was the little green. He stood aside and waited for the order. And she looked at her lady, feeling very surprised.

However, Li Qin waved her hand and signaled that Xiaolu didn't need to serve her. Xiaolu looked at Mu Ming, and left after seeing Mu Ming nodding.

After the two of them sat down, Li Qin picked up the pastry and ate a piece. She seemed to remember something and gestured at the wooden name a few times.

Mu Ming said: "Do you want to paint?"

"Then wait, I'll go get paper and pen!" Mu Ming was about to turn around, but Li Qin shook her head and pointed to Mu Ming's cuff.

Mu Ming just took out the scroll from his cuff, and then took it out again. Mu Ming said, "You want me to paint for you here, how can you take it away? And you can't see it?"

Li Qin shook her head and pointed to the cuff of the wooden name. The wooden name understood that she was planning to keep the wooden name.

Mu Ming did not hesitate, then stood up, left and went to the study room, and then brought Bimo over for a moment.

"It's OK!" Mu Ming said.

Li Qinge suddenly became a little nervous, and couldn't help but stand up, his face slightly red.

"No, just sit there casually, it's more natural!" Mu Ming said, and Li Qin was also thinking about it. Then he looked over inadvertently. Mu Ming nodded, then spread out the scroll and started writing!

Mu Ming began to concentrate on painting, looking up at Li Qin from time to time, but Li Qin always kept smiling and looked at Mu Ming very seriously. For some reason, Mu Ming seemed to feel that his eyes had never left him, but perhaps because the other party was concentrating on waiting for him to paint, but it seemed to be very casual.

Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang were in the distance. At this time, the two of them hid behind the half-closed wooden door and secretly looked at the place.

"I see this matter has a chance!" Mr. Zhang sighed and lowered his voice.

"What do you know? The two of them have no meaning in their eyes. I think Qin'er probably thinks the wooden name is interesting. I heard that she had some friends before!" Mrs. Zhang looked carefully, but there was a smile on her lips. "There are no friends tomorrow. I think they will be with each other first. If not, it's better to make friends!"

Mr. Zhang felt that the words were reasonable and said, "I think I'll speak a lot tomorrow, but that's true. Qin'er can't speak, so she can only speak tomorrow!"

"Do you think it was Mrs. Li's intention, otherwise Qin'er wouldn't have come in swagger, especially early in the morning!" asked Mr. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang thought something and then looked at Mr. Zhang, "It is possible that Sister Li is very terrified!"

"If the wife's words are heard, she will have to make friends with you!" Mr. Zhang smiled, as if he was surprised by his wife's words.

"You just underestimated the woman. Eighty-mostly she was talking bad about me behind my back!" Mrs. Zhang explained, but Mr. Zhang didn't care, just looked at the two people in the pavilion through the crack in the door.

Mu Ming stopped writing, but the last trace of the ink of the girl sprinkled with flowers also disappeared, and the scroll returned to blank space.

Li Qin walked up and saw that the scroll turned blank. She was not disappointed. Instead, she smiled and stroked the scroll. Her eyes looked at the place where the wooden master painted it very softly. There seemed to be a painting, and she could see it. She pointed to a place on the scroll and pointed to the flower on the end of her hair.

Mu Ming was surprised that she pointed it right, almost where her tentacles were outlined by a flower.

"Can you see?" Mu Ming said.

Li Qin shook her head, but pointed at Mu Ming's heart with one hand. Finally, she slowly pointed to her heart.

Mu Ming said: "Is it a communication between hearts... between people?"

Li Qin was stunned, but nodded, as if the meaning was the same.

Li Qin closed the scroll for Mu Ming, then sat opposite him and became silent. It seemed that she had been like this, but Mu Ming felt that she was silent in her heart at this moment.
Chapter completed!