Chapter 1939

But now, the relationship between her and song Xu has reached an ice point. If she doesn't say anything else, it is inevitable what song Xu's heart will think.

So she took the ingot of gold from the table and put it in her arms.

On the cold gold, there seems to be temperature on Song Xu.

"Thank you son song." "I will take it with me," she said in a low voice

With it, it is naturally the Gold Song Xu gave to the tassels.

It is to take it rather than dispose of it. In the words, she has told song Xu that she will not use the ingot of gold easily.

Clever as song Xu, how can not understand her words?

But what?

He was gone, and what would it do to keep this ingot of gold?

Song Xu did not show a loose expression on her face, nor did she go to see the tassels.

A pair of words of the tassels were indifferent.

Sit Ying straightened up, finally looked at Song Xu a glance, then turned away.

Now she is a free man, and she has a ingot of gold on her body. She leaves here and waits for the prompt of the task.

When the figure of the tasseling disappeared completely in the scope of song Xu's sight, he slowly looked up and looked at the empty inn door.

The tassel, just from here to go out.

Song Xun took a deep breath, stood up and walked back to the room.

Open the door and close the door. Familiar scenes appear in front of you.

Yesterday, it was here that simang taught him a lot about painting skills. For the first time, he also drew a person so seriously.

Song Xu walked slowly to the window of the outer hall, where he got up and sat in the morning.

He drew a piece of paper from behind the cabinet.

There is a ink painting on the paper.

It's a woman.

Song Xu has a strong learning ability, and it is easy to use at all, let alone the detailed talk about the book.

So although it is only two days less than time, but song Xu's painting ability has been improved to several layers.

This painting of ink-water portrait has been painted in 89 points.

The beautiful eyes of the women in the painting are close and sleeping in a good posture. They are placed under the chin unconsciously. They are very lovely.

A wisp of hair fell on her small nose, which made people unable to help her to organize.

This is, the tassel.

"Cough, cough!"

The sudden cough made song Xu unexpectedly unexpected, blood along the cough of the air spray on this black and white ink painting, a little mottled.

The gorgeous red is matched with the monotonous black and white painting, and it is very mixed unexpectedly.

Song Xu looked at the painting of women's face infiltration a bright red, like shy when the red halo, can not help but a little dazed.

It was a long time before he came back and wiped the corner of his mouth with his back.

Wipe to put in front of you, hand back a light, halo dye blood.

He turned his back over and spread his palm.

White and clean hands, but let song Xu think last night when the mat Ying fell asleep after washing hands, the basin spread freely red.

Four words came to his mind: the disease was dying.

But song Xu was very clear that he was not a disease, but an unrivalled poison.

He has felt it since he was poisoned.

Colorless, tasteless and invisible, but it can make organs decay gradually.

No pain, just coughing up blood and weakening.

Let him see that he from a world expert, become even the knife can not hold the waste.

There is no deadline, I don't know when it will die.

Death is a definite ending. Although the poison has no pain, the most painful is not physical torture, but does not know when it is his real death.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!