Tie Hongyan shook his head and smiled when he saw him walking towards her, as if he had just played with fans before laughing at her but didn't let her see anything clearly.

She thought he looked very interesting, and she smiled even more noticeably.

She felt much more relaxed.

Wu Xunsheng continued: I thought you could see the fan clearly in the past few moments just now. Even though I didn't answer your question, it was considered an answer. Unexpectedly, my actions that were praised by you did not make me realize the purpose of letting you see the fan clearly! What a pity! I should answer your question honestly. Yes, this is the fan you have seen before. What kind of flowers are painted on it. You have never seen it before, and I have never seen it before.

When he talked about it later, he was already very close to Tiehongyan.

As he approached her, Tie Hongyan burned the paper that had written the words before and used another piece of paper to clean up the paper ashes.

Wu Xunsheng handed the fan to Tie Hongyan. After she looked at it, she confirmed that it was indeed that one.

She took out another piece of paper and wrote it again, asking him if he knew what was painted on it later.

Wu Xunsheng asked Tie Hongyan: Do you know now?

Tie Hongyan shook his head.

Wu Xunsheng smiled and said: I don’t know either. But if I have to say what kind of flower it is, I think it is probably the ceiling that fell when you praised me just now.

Tie Hongyan laughed out loud, took the piece of paper and wrote again.

Wu Xunsheng felt that the atmosphere was really relaxed at this time, and felt that even if he wrote the twenty-eight words on the fan in front of her, she would not ask again about something he could not tell her.

After Wu Xunsheng took the paper, he saw her asking him why he took out the fan again.

Tie Hongyan thought about whether he wanted to write these twenty-eight words on this fan, but was not sure, so he asked.

In order to make the atmosphere easier so that he can relax when writing twenty-eight words on the fan, Wu Xunsheng deliberately asked: What do you think I am going to do? Guess how?

Tie Hongyan pointed to the piece of paper he wrote the twenty-eight words, pointed to the pen, pointed to the fan again, and looked at her.

What you guess is that I want to write those twenty-eight words on this fan? Wu Xunsheng asked.

Tie Hongyan nodded.

The person who has always been in my heart can indeed know what I think. Wu Xunshengdao doesn’t need me to remind you at all.

Tie Hongyan wrote some words again, intending to ask him why he wrote it on the fan.

After Wu Xunsheng took the paper she wrote this time, he immediately answered her question: Because paper seems to give people a feeling that it is not easy to preserve. I will write this to you on a fan for you to save. Actually, I thought about giving you this fan last time. Do you like this fan very much?

Tie Hongyan nodded.
Chapter completed!