MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress-Chapter 34 Mo Mo must not only be Mo Zheng, but also be upright

The next day, the bank's loan came down, a total of 30 million. Wen Xinya, accompanied by Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng, went to the bank to go through the relevant procedures, and soon the money was already in the name of Wen Xinya, used by his grandfather. In an account opened in a bank.

With Qiu Yifan's help, the company's various procedures have been completed.

"Whatever you are thinking, you have been worn away by the mill." Si Yizhen put down the writing brush in his hand and fixed his eyes on her.

Although he did not know the content of her conversation with Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng that day, but these days Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng exchanged frequently, so he noticed some of her small movements.

He checked Ouyang Feng's background, and it's not hard to guess that she was actually preparing for starting an investment company.

Her precise vision, extraordinary courage, and meticulous thoughts made him look at her once again. A young girl who has been on the streets for a long time knew how to use investment companies to collect money for herself and to build her own intricate business relationship benefits. The ambition she showed made him want to see where she could go.

"How could Mo be worn out? You are deliberately picking bones in the eggs!" Wen Ya was thinking about the meeting with the lawyers of Chaofan Law Firm before hearing the words of Si Yizhen, and quickly alleviated her emotions.

Si Yizhen didn't speak any more, but just took another inkwell from the Bogu shelf, slowly drank into the water, grinded it lightly and carefully, then picked up a writing brush, dipped the ink and wrote a sweet word on rice paper: "You and Take a closer look. "

A "Xin" character writes the elegant and graceful appearance of the willow body at its peak. He almost converges on the tough, cast-skinned body and sharp wind edge of the knife-cut steel cast in the middle of the willow body. With the light penetrating pen technique, the penetrating pendulum is easily penetrated, the qi is penetrating with quaintness, and the clear and strong bones are written.

The grandfather said: The willow font can best embody human temperament. With a pen in the heart, the heart is regular, the willow font is clean and strong, thin and sturdy. There is a beautiful beauty like a bamboo patch. When calligraphy, Grandpa asked her what font she wanted, she chose the willow body without thinking.

"But what do you see?" Si Yizhen asked lightly.

"I know your words are well written, and you don't need to show off in front of me." Wen Ya looked at him with a good willow body, and said in her heart that it is impossible to be jealous.

"It's not for you to read the characters, it's for you to use ink. The two inks are compared." Si Yizhen reached out and tapped her forehead gently.

Wen Xinya looking down, she soon saw that Mingtang was here. The ink she had honed before, the ink was dark and dull, the pen was penetrating and powerless, and even water stains penetrated on the paper, and Si also rubbed the ink Dark and convergent, pen penetrating and vigorous, never penetrating water stains: "Why is this?"

Si Yizhang laughed: "Mo Mo is also learned, do you want to know?"

"Think!" Wen Xinya eyes looked at Si Yizhen.

"Come and stand in front of me!" Si Yizhao beckoned to her, with a strange light flashing in her eyes, suspected of some kind of success.

But Warm and Ya thought about Mo Mo's knowledge and didn't notice it at all, so he beckoned, and she immediately stood in front of him with a dog leg. "You want to teach me?"

"Well, I only teach you once, so you have to learn [attentively]." Si Yizheng bit the word attentively very heavily.

Warm Yali immediately stated: "I will definitely learn by heart."

The smile in Si Yizhen's eyes was a little deeper. He stepped forward and stood behind the Wen Xinya, his chest was close to the Wen Xinya back, and felt the thin and skinny lines behind her.

Warm and ya felt the temperature coming from behind her, and her heartbeat suddenly missed a beat. She hurriedly leaned over and said, "Don't you teach me to learn to rub ink, you ..."

Si Yizhen reached out and covered her hand holding the ink stick: "I'll take you ink first, and experience the rhythm when I rub it."

After listening to his explanation, Warm and Ya suddenly relieved. Although there was a embrace of heat behind her, she had been tempting her to approach, but at least not as panic as before.

"Relax your body, don't make your arms so stiff, and your fingers naturally hold your hands." Si Yichen's smile deepened. He held her hand for a while and patted her arm for a while, busy adjusting her posture for her. .

"Is that so?" Wen Xinya also converged all the cranky thoughts, adjusting his posture according to his words, not knowing that her current posture is almost entirely relying on his arms without knowing it.

Si Yizheng took her hand around her waist and took her hand for granted, and began to grind her ink: "The strength of your hand should be properly controlled, light and moderate, moderate and slow, not anxious and impatient, even Stable and lasting. "

His breath slowly sprayed her ears with hot moisture, with a slight tingling heat, scratching people's hearts, and the sound of Qingyan's breath was slightly low, sounding in her ears, she seemed to imagine When his tongue was talking, he tickled, flattened, lifted, lifted, and rolled back, his heartbeat was against her back, and she could feel his heartbeat as she breathed in and out. The throbbing beats warmly and suddenly the heartbeat accelerated.

The atmosphere seems a bit ambiguous! Wen Xinya thought.

Warm and quietly tilted his head to look at him with Yu Guang, but saw him lowering his head slightly, watching his overlapping hands intently, and carefully explaining the rhythm of ink rubbing along with the movement of the ink rubbing under his hands.

Seriously let Wen Xinya can not help but abandon his impure mind, study seriously, and quickly calm down.

Her eyes moved away, and Si Yiming's breath held out, breathing out, feeling the sweet fragrance in her arms, but she couldn't concentrate.

"Your hands are sweating, are you hot?" Wenya asked suddenly, holding his big palm, with clear five-finger joints, beautiful and long like a jade, thin palms of light palms, and rubbing lightly. The back of her delicate hands like jade, his palms were slightly hot and sweaty, and her palms were slowly overflowing with fine sweat, and her heart strings were provoked for no reason.

Si Yizhen was suddenly surprised, and her hand was in a state of absurdity. She suddenly let go of her hand and said seriously: "You probably know the rhythm of the grinding, and you will become proficient with more practice in the future. Looking at the ink-shaping, the knowledge in the ink-shaping can be great. On the surface, hard ink is being sharpened by people, but in the process, people are also being sanded by ink. It is not only to hone people's ink-shaping skills, but also to sharpen them. Human character. "

Si Yiming's words really inspired her! Wen Xinya nodded: "Teached."

Si Yizhen suddenly passed one hand under her armpit, Wen Xinya before he could resist, his hand was placed on her waist, and he pressed it toward him, the two bodies fit tightly: "墨Mo must not only be Mo Zheng, but also be upright! "

What a righteous word, but why combined with his actions, she felt like he was the wrong person?