Ruan Zhiyou sat up and watched Pei Yan walk to the cabinet, squat down, and take out the painting tools stored in the cabinet.
He took out the brush and paint and placed them in front of her.
Ruan Zhiyou took the paper and pen from him, adjusted the position of the drawing board, then pointed to the seat by the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Sit there."
Pei Yan turned his head and glanced at her, raised an eyebrow at her and smiled, then sat on the chair as she asked.
Ruan Zhiyou held the brush, lowered her head, and began to paint seriously. She stroked one stroke at a time. After painting for a while, she would raise her head to take a look at Pei Yan.
Pei Yan was wearing a light gray shirt, with two buttons at the collar undone, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his posture was lazy and casual. The man's eyebrows were like an ink painting, with clear outlines and deep facial features, as if he were a piece of priceless stone. Uncut jade.
Although he looks good-looking, what Ruan Zhiyou wants to paint more is the rainy scene behind him.
The waterfall-like rain curtain behind him fell on the glass and split instantly, giving it a hazy and broken beauty.
Pei Yan was right in front of her, watching her quietly.
The way she lowered her eyes and concentrated on painting made his heart feel like it was being scratched by a feather.
She was so focused on painting that even her breathing became long and even, and her whole person looked extremely gentle.
His eyes slid from her smooth black hair to the tip of her straight and round nose, and then to her attractive red lips, and his throat rolled involuntarily.
This was her first time painting him, and Pei Yan was looking forward to what he would look like in her paintings.
Two hours passed before I knew it.
To Pei Yan's expectation, Ruan Zhiyou was very serious about the painting. He didn't feel tired and kept waiting patiently. However, he was worried that she was tired from painting, so he asked: "Youyou, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest? .”
Ruan Zhiyou shook his head, his eyes a little evasive: "No, I'll be fine soon."
Pei Yan stared at her, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Did you draw me?"
Hearing this, Ruan Zhiyou nodded immediately: "Draw it, draw it."
"Then why haven't you finished painting yet?" he asked.
Ruan Zhiyou curled his lips: "Aren't I going to paint the surrounding scenery? I'm not just painting you. Good works always need to be carefully crafted. Just wait patiently. Why rush me?"
Pei Yan was choked and said nothing more.
Seeing that Pei Yan believed her explanation, Ruan Zhiyou continued to paint with his head down.
Pei Yan waited for another half hour.
Finally, when she finished the last stroke and put away the pen, Ruan Zhiyou looked up at him, with a cheerful smile on her lips: "The painting is done."
Pei Yan stood up gently and walked towards her slowly: "Let me take a look."
Unexpectedly, Ruan Zhiyou immediately moved the painting away, "Wait a minute."
Pei Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if asking her why.
Ruan Zhiyou explained, with a hint of mystery in his tone: "I gave this painting to you, why don't you go back and look at it again?"
"Why go back and watch it again?"
"Because...because I think gifts should retain a sense of mystery."
Pei Yan lowered his eyebrows. Is it you who is mysterious? Listening to her far-fetched explanation, I knew that she had drawn something ulterior. She was very bad at lying. Her ears would turn red whenever she lied. She was not a natural liar.
"No, I want to see it now." With that, Pei Yan snatched the painting from her hand.
If you are so afraid of being looked at by him, then he still wants to look at it!
Pei Yan gave her a funny look, his eyes stayed on Ruan Zhiyou's face for a moment, then he lowered his head and his eyes fell on the painting, but the next moment, his face suddenly darkened.
Ruan Zhiyou didn't lie to him, she really drew him, but she only drew his body, his legs, and the slippers he was wearing. As for his face...
Pei Yan frowned, is this a pig's head?
The next second, there was only a "pop" sound, and Ruan Zhiyou couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
"Ruan Zhiyou." Pei Yan put down the painting and called out her name, seeming a little angry.
Ruan Zhiyou paused for a second, but then she raised her eyes and saw his face. The image of him turning into a pig's head last time appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help laughing.
Pei Yan didn't know why she was smiling, but he knew she did it on purpose. Otherwise, how could she have painted the chairs, the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sea in the distance, and even the jade beads on the floor-to-ceiling windows clearly.
Only, his head was painted as a pig's head.
Okay, how dare you play with him.
He leaned slightly towards her, put his hands on the chair, and leaned down: "I asked you to draw me, but you ended up drawing a pig's head. Youyou, how do you think I should punish you?" "
His thin lips almost touched her cheek. Ruan Zhiyou immediately stopped smiling. The next second, she shook her head with an innocent expression on her face: "You are wrong, this is not a pig's head, it is Tiger head! What I want to express is that you are as majestic as a tiger..."
Majestic?
Ah.
Pei Yan looked at her funny, his eyes narrowed dangerously: "Do you think I can't tell the difference between a pig and a tiger?"
"No, of course not..."
Ruan Zhiyou stood up and wanted to run, but Pei Yan grabbed her hands, lifted her up from the chair, and turned her body around.
His lips were only a few centimeters away from hers, pressed against her neck, and his hot breath made her flinch.
She blinked nervously, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. She turned her head and struggled with her two hands below, "You really saw it wrong. It's a tiger. It's really old... ah .”
Before she finished speaking, there was a snap and Pei Yan slapped her little butt hard.
Ruan Zhiyou's cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment, "Pei Yan! You...ah..."
But there was another snap.
Pei Yan leaned against her ear and whispered: "Youyou, it seems that you are a little itchy today, or maybe I am too spoiled to you, which makes you dare to pluck the tiger's hair."
"You're the one with an itchy butt!"
Ruan Zhiyou was so angry that his teeth itched.
Didn't he just paint him as a pig's head? As a result, Pei Yan hit her several times, causing pain all over her body.
Pei Yan showed no mercy at all, this bad guy, a small-minded man!
Ruan Zhiyou was so angry that she didn't talk to him all night.
He couldn't leave but was beaten by Pei Yan.
Why is she so unlucky!
If he had known better than to provoke that guy Pei Yan, he would do anything to take revenge.
I hope it will be sunny tomorrow and she can go back...
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Hey guys, New Year’s Eve is coming soon, Happy New Year✿✿ヽ(°▽°)ノ✿
