novelGift
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The old man saw the two of them clenching their fists, and chuckled, "Master Lan Qian has not written for many years, but this time young man, your luck is good, a few days ago we just obtained a few paintings written by Master Lan Qian, we will take them out for you to see."
"Thank you!" Huo Yaoting replied indifferently.
As he took the painting and sat on the carriage, Ye Xi finally could not hold it in anymore. Blinking his eyes in curiosity, he asked Huo Yaoting, "Are you going to give this painting to my mother?"
Huo Yaoting said as he drove, "Un, what do you think?
Ye Xi said, "My mother likes Master Lan Qian's calligraphy very much, if you give it to her, she would like it."
"That's good." Huo Yaoting looked at her puzzled expression and smiled.
Ye Xi leaned back in her chair, her small hands holding onto the wrapped calligraphy and painting as she looked at them, but her small eyes were focused on Huo Yaoting.
Huo Yaoting snickered in his heart, and after a long while, he opened his mouth, "Xiao Xi, what do you have to say, do not hold it in."
"Ugh??"
After Ye Xi heard what he said, he did not hide it anymore and stared at him with wide eyes."Do you know that my mother likes the words Master Lan Qian?"
"Mm??" Huo Yaoting muttered to himself for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know."
"You don't know?" Ye Xi frowned, a little disbelieving.
If he didn't know, why would he buy a calligraphy and painting? And he even mentioned his name to buy Master Lan Qian?
Could it be??
"Is this Master Lan Qian very famous in the world of calligraphy and paintings?" Ye Xi asked.
Not to mention that she was inexperienced, even though she liked to read books of old friends, she didn't have much interest in calligraphy and paintings.
Thus, he did not know how famous this Lan Qian actually was.
If it wasn't for the fact that her mother had his collection, she probably wouldn't have heard of the name Lan Qian until now.
Was the Uncle Lan famous in the world of calligraphy and painting?
Huo Yaoting truly did not know.
It was just a few days ago when he went to Lan's Mansion and saw Uncle Lan writing. He casually asked and found out that Uncle Lan was bored and wanted to look for him to write.
Then, he paid a little bit of attention to this calligraphy and painting department. The one they just went to.
"Is Master Lan Qian very famous?" Seeing that he did not say anything, Ye Xi thought that he did not hear it and asked again.
Huo Yaoting squinted his eyes, and seemed to 'absent-mindedly' as he replied, "I think so."
What do you mean, should... Right?
Ye Xi pursed his lips, but seeing that he did not want to continue talking to her, he did not ask further.
He leaned back on the car seat and started spi ing the calligraphy and painting in his hands.
Huo Yaoting pursed his lips and took a glance at her; his double pupil was deep and serene.
Ye Family Apartment.
When Ye Xi and Huo Yaoting arrived, Xu Qiu and Aunt Wu was busy working in the kitchen. Seeing that they had arrived, Xu Qiu wiped off the water on his hands and walked out.
Xu Qiu liked to wear qipao, but the current her wore a simple and elegant qipao, which was at least as long as her knees.
Her hair was the same as Ye Xi's, she had long hair, and it was not shorter than Ye Xi's. However, in Ye Xi's memories, she did not like to let her hair down.
She was just like that, gentle and beautiful.
She walked up to Ye Xi with a smile, and seeing the thing in Ye Xi's hand, she could not help but raise her eyebrow: "What is this?"
"Mom, this is a gift he gave you. Do you like it?" Ye Xi happily hooked his arm around Xu Qiu's arm, and brought a person's chosen calligraphy and painting in front of Xu Qiu as if he was offering a treasure.
Xu Qiu was surprised, he looked at Huo Yaoting who was standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets and an extraordinary temperament: "A gift from Yaoting?"
"I hope you like it." The corner of Huo Yaoting's mouth had an extra warmth, his tone was still light and clear.
Xu Qiu nodded, "Thank you."
"Mom, do you want to see it now?" Ye Xi felt that she would definitely like someone's present to her, so he couldn't wait for her to open it.
Xu Qiu smiled gently as he looked at Ye Xi, "Seeing how anxious you are, Yaoting must be giving me something I like. Tell me, what is it?"
Ye Xi said: "It's a set of calligraphy and painting."
"Oh?" Mentioning the calligraphy and paintings, Xu Qiu became excited. He took the wrapped up calligraphy and paintings in a wooden box and gently opened it.
He took out the calligraphy and paintings from the inside and unfolded them.
With just a glance, Xu Qiu's face immediately paled. He immediately rolled up the calligraphy and put it back in the box, then passed it to Ye Xi, "Xiao Xi, put the calligraphy and calligraphy in the study. Mother thinks that the kitchen pot is still hot?? You and Yaoting can go put it on."
With that, Xu Qiu did not look at Huo Yaoting and rushed back to the kitchen.
Ye Xi was stu ed.
She had thought that she would like this painting very much and would be very happy to see it.
But why did it have to be this way?
Huo Yaoting glanced at Xu Qiu who was in the kitchen and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He stepped forward and placed his hand on Ye Xi's shoulder.
Ye Xi stared at the big hand on his shoulder, his heart shrank and grabbed onto his hand, then looked at him and explained, "It's not that my mother doesn't like it??"
"I know." Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Huo Yaoting spoke with a gentle expression, he did not seem to mind at all.
Ye Xi heaved a sigh of relief, then smiled at him sweetly and pulled his hand towards the study room.
The moment the two of them turned around and headed towards the study room, Xu Qiu who was standing in the kitchen turned around and looked at them.
In the study, Ye Xi moved a chair and placed it in front of a bookshelf on the wall.
However, his arm was gently held by someone.
Ye Xi blinked, and tilted his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"
Huo Yaoting's lips were pressed tightly together, the space between her eyebrows knitted slightly in displeasure, she squatted down slightly, and put her feet back into the cotton bag.
He then stood up and looked at her solemnly, "What do you want, I'll take it!"
His feet, which had been gripped by his warm hands, were warm and slightly numb.
Ye Xi's face flushed a little as he pointed to the box at the top of the bookshelf.
Huo Yaoting looked at her hand, and then reached out and took down the box.
He didn't even have the chance to rest his feet.
Ye Xi curled his lips, feeling that he had suffered a blow.
Huo Yaoting brought the box in front of her, only to see her pout her lips and look at him dejectedly.
Su Yun frowned, "Xiao Xi, if you keep that pouting mouth of yours up high, you can hang a small teapot on your neck."
"??" Ye Xi's face became even redder, not only because of his words, but also because of the warm and soft touch of his fingers on her lips, making her feel like her heart was beating even faster!
Shui Jing glared at him in displeasure before reaching out to grab his hand. With red ears, she took the wooden box from his hand. As she walked past him, she humphed and muttered something.
He then trotted over to the desk, placed the wooden box on the table and looked back as he opened it.
However, just as he glanced over, he met someone's joyous and smiling eyes, causing his eyes to tremble. Ye Xi looked like a girl who was secretly looking at her lover, as she quickly retracted her gaze with a flushed face.
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