Chapter 398 This little love

   I don't know if it left a small shadow at the beginning. Su Nanzhi's sleep is a rare dream.

   It’s not that I dreamed of teachers of various subjects.

   I dreamed of Jiangbei Yu...and not him.

The person with that face in Sunan Zhimeng's dream changed several outfits. First, Jiang Beiyu, whom she had seen on weekdays, and Jiang Yu's appearance in a blink of an eye. Finally, there was another scene of ice and snow. In the distance, I saw a figure in the ice pool.

   Hazy, only saw the master in the back soaking in the pool.

   She subconsciously thought it was Jiang Yu.

   But suddenly not so sure, because Jiang Beiyu appeared in front of the dream.

   The faces of the two men surnamed Jiang suddenly overlapped.

  Su Nanzhi suddenly opened his eyes.

   "Azhi?" A familiar and slightly low voice sounded in his ears.

  Su Nanzhi suddenly compared this voice with Jiang Beiyu's.

Different.

   But her dream always gave her an illusion.

   The connection between these two men seems to be more than a little bit of blood that is separated by an unknown number of generations.

  Jiang Yu was sitting beside her, dressed in white, and his silver hair was exactly the same as in his impressions and dreams.

   "Xiaoyu," Su Nanzhi turned over, "Why is your hair this color? Was it born this color?"

   As she asked, she picked up a pinch of silver hair with her fingers and twirled it in circles.

  Jiang Yu: "I'm not born white. I had a serious illness before, and my hair turned white later, and it's still white after death."

   "...What's the disease so severe?" Su Nanzhi muttered.

  Jiang Yu smiled, with a smile on that amazing face, always dazzling, Su Nanzhi felt that she really wanted to hide such a treasure.

  Su Nanzhi sat up from the bed, took out his mobile phone, and boarded Xuanwang.

   There are a lot of people asking for talismans recently.

   Because there are not many people who really have the ability to draw advanced paper charms.

   All in all, there are thousands of ways to make money, and those who are capable are begging for money to be delivered to the door.

  Su Nanzhi hasn't painted a talisman for a while.

   Now I have to rummage through boxes to find her paper.

When she moved a few days ago, she seemed to have stuffed the paper under the bed. After Sunanzhi took it out, she had to prepare the ink, ink, ink, ink, and ink. Jiang Yu watched it for so long, and now he suddenly grabbed the ink-stone platform. "Azhi, I'll polish the ink for you."

  Su Nanzhi rarely felt the feeling of having an assistant, so she raised her eyes and glanced at her boyfriend, "Do you know how?"

   "Azhi, I used to hold a writing brush." ​​Jiang Yu sighed.

  Su Nanzhi also thought about it, "Then what kind of characters did you write? Can you write it for me?"

  Jiang Yu is rarely spoiled by his girlfriend.

   He doesn't spend much time out every day, and he doesn't spend much time with her. Naturally, whatever Azhi asks, he will grant whatever he can do.

  Jiang Yu finished the ink and wrote the words "Sunan Garden" stroke by stroke on the paper.

The first half of    is vigorous and powerful, and when it comes to the second half of "Garden", the last tick is a little love.

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   What to do with this little love, it's romantic and funny hahahahahahahaha.

   She stared at the little love at the last stroke of the character Zhi, and felt that the style of the painting was really inconsistent with the first two characters, but unfortunately the person who wrote this character didn't think so.

   "Azhi, how do you think these three characters are written?"

   The corners of Su Nanzhi's mouth rose wildly, but she kept suppressing the urge to laugh, "Very good."

   (end of this chapter)