Xiao Ling coughed lightly, then pretended that nothing happened, just looked up casually, then lowered his head and turned back to continue painting.
Mo Yihan raised his eyebrows with interest. Xiao Ling turned to look at him from time to time. He had noticed it a long time ago, but he didn't say anything.
He didn't feel anything at first, but now seeing Xiao Ling's concealing guilty expression made him a little curious.
Seeing that he was drawing with his head down and couldn't see himself, Mo Yihan stood up quietly and walked quietly behind Xiao Ling.
He wanted to take a look. He peeked at himself to see what he was busy with.
[Hahahahahaha Xiao Ling peeked at Brother Han and was caught red-handed! ]
[So Xiao Ling really has a crush on our Brother Han! I used to do all sorts of things during live broadcasts, but now I secretly draw pictures of our Brother Han! ]
[1 said 1, if Xiao Ling hadn’t turned his head and peeked from time to time, I wouldn’t have been able to tell that he was drawing Brother Han]
[The above is an understatement, you can’t even tell whether the person in the painting is a person! ]
"..."
The moment he saw Xiao Ling's "work", Mo Yihan also fell silent.
What exactly is this painting, and does it have anything to do with him?
"Did you... draw a horse?"
Mo Yihan looked around for a long time, but he didn't understand what kind of thing Xiao Ling was painting.
A deep, magnetic voice suddenly came from behind, frightening Xiao Ling.
"I'll go! When did you come here?"
Is there no sound when walking? ! He is concentrating on his creation, which scares me to death!
"..."
The movement on their side also attracted the two children on the other side who were concentrating on drawing.
When Mo Yihan said that Xiao Ling was also painting, Mo Yubai came over with great interest.
"'Mom' is drawing too? What did she draw? Let me see!"
"Uh... I just drew random pictures."
Xiao Ling himself knew that he had no talent for painting, and the paintings he painted... were indeed a bit incompetent.
However, he was not afraid of embarrassment and openly displayed his basically completed paintings.
"......What is this?"
Mo Yubai's whole little face was about to lie on the painting, and he didn't recognize what Xiao Ling's painting was. He thought it was like a "three-wheeled sports car", some novelty that he had never seen before. Son, suddenly a little excited again!
"Is this, what, a flying horse? Or some kind of car with legs?!"
"..."
Can't he be a human being?
Xiao Ling was a little speechless. Should he say that what he drew was Mo Yihan lying on a recliner.
"I haven't finished the painting yet, wait until I finish the painting and then you can guess!"
It must be because the painting is not finished yet!
Xiao Ling cheered up again and added the last few strokes.
"Hmm...this Pegasus, why does its head grow on its belly?"
Even the quietest Qiao Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask her soul.
"...It's just a little weirder."
Forget it, Xiao Ling has given up.
He doesn't even look like him now, let alone let a child guess. Originally it just looked like a horse with strange wings and a head, but with a few additions, it turned into a horse that kills horses.
"Ah."
Mo Yihan couldn't help but chuckle.
Because he knew that Xiao Ling was probably painting him, so he could bring his own posture into the painting to look at it.
The last thing Xiao Ling just added was his hairstyle?
Not to mention, after staring at it for a long time, it still looks a bit weird.
"Nice painting~!"
Xiao Ling looked at him speechlessly and then at Mo Yihan, who was smiling happily.
Can you praise me for painting like this? Male protagonist, you are really a weird person.
I just don’t know if he can still smile so happily knowing that the painting is of him.
[Hahahahahahahaha what is Xiao Ling drawing? Forgive me, I didn’t even recognize it when I looked at Brother Han’s screenshot just now! The most serious damage to Brother Han’s image! ]
[Strange, doesn’t Xiao Ling study art? How do you draw like this? ]
[Xiao Ling is a dancer, and he didn’t graduate from a prestigious school. It’s normal that he can’t draw]
[I wonder if Brother Han guessed that Xiao Ling drew him, hahahahahaha]
[Brother Han: In your eyes, this is what I look like? ]
[Help! Why do I feel that Brother Han is so doted on? When Xiao Ling turned around to take a peek just now, I saw that Brother Han’s eyes were not always closed! So maybe he really knew that it was him who was painting, and ended up praising Xiao Ling for doing a good job! ! ! Family members, it’s over, it seems like I’m really going to fall into the trap of a cult (scurry away with my head in my arms)]
After dismissing Mo Yubai with a few words and asking him if there was such a strange Pegasus mount in reality, Xiao Ling simply threw away the brush and continued to hold his chin in a daze.
Since you don’t have artistic talent, don’t embarrass yourself.
Seeing his dejected look, Mo Yihan couldn't help but chuckle again.
Xiao Ling glanced at him inexplicably: "Is it so funny?"
"fine."
Mo Yihan pulled another bench from the side, sat down next to Xiao Ling, and then reached out to take his drawing paper and the brush he had just thrown away.
"You want to draw too?" Xiao Ling blinked. If he wanted to draw, why would he use his drawing paper? There were several blank papers next to it. "I have used this drawing paper. Why don't you get another one?" It’s new.”
"No, it's a waste."
Mo Yihan did not accept his proposal and started drawing directly on the blank space of the drawing paper used by Xiao Ling.
"also."
Thinking that he just wanted to draw casually, there was really no need to waste another piece of paper, so Xiao Ling didn't say anything.
However, his eyes couldn't help but be glued to the drawing paper. He wanted to see how good Mo Yihan could draw.
Feeling his gaze, Mo Yihan couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips again and again.
He turned the pen around a few times, then drew a circle and some legs on the paper.
With just a few simple strokes, a table appeared.
Then he used simple lines to outline the outlines of the two children.
Xiao Ling's eyes widened.
Looking at Mo Yihan, he just made a few random strokes, how could he draw something so similar? !
He could even identify the two children, which one was Mo Yubai and which one was Qiao Xiaoyu!
Then Mo Yihan added some more details, even adding the paintings drawn by the children on the table.
However, the part he most wanted to paint was missing.
When he finished painting the last part, Mo Yihan turned to look at Xiao Ling and said, "Don't look at it yet. I'll look at it after I finish painting."
"...So mysterious? Okay."
Xiao Ling was aroused by him and turned his head obediently without peeking.
Unexpectedly, Mo Yihan not only prevented Xiao Ling from peeking, but also prevented the audience from watching the live broadcast. He turned sideways, then stretched out his left hand to cover the drawing paper tightly.
It can be said to whet your appetite.
"alright."
