Qin Lang was a little fascinated by it, so beautiful that he forgot to start writing and just quietly admired the elf.

"Young Master?"

"Young Master?" The little girl felt Qin Lang staring at her in a daze, and screamed in a low voice. Seeing that Qin Lang was so stupid, she stood up and left the chair, and hurried out.

The little girl's look back before leaving the door, her lips opened and her slightly raised smile on her lips were deeply imprinted in Qin Lang's mind, and she could not forget it for a long time.

The little girl's movement woke Qin Lang up. He felt that he had lost his composure, and Qin Lang did not stop the little girl from leaving.

He lowered his head, picked up the brush in his hand, and started painting it blinkingly. The beautiful figure of the little girl at that moment was already engraved in Qin Lang's mind...

I don’t know how late at night!

At the window, a cool night breeze blew in, blowing on Qin Lang's face, shaking Qin Lang's thoughts. Qin Lang slowly put down the drawing paper in his hand.

A slightly shy and playful, weak and elves appeared on the paper.

On the drawing paper, in the big eyes, the girl's youthful and cute breath has a charm of being willing to speak. Her lightly opened red lips, slightly raised corners of her mouth, and a side face fully expresses the girl's joy and shyness.

Qin Lang was reluctant to change the painting even if it was a strand of hair.

I don’t know how long it took to look, but Qin Lang struggled to look away from the drawing paper. This may be his best work. Qin Lang asked himself, and he didn’t know when he could come to this level in the future.

Drawing paper, lying flat on the table, put it in the place where the little girl could see at a glance. This was prepared by Qin Lang for the little girl, and it could be considered a happy meeting with her!

The candles were in tears, and the flames on the candles swayed tenaciously in the night wind and extinguished.

A night wind not only blew out the candlelight, but also blew the little girl on the table, falling from the table, falling and falling, like a playful girl dancing in the night wind.

...

The little girl was nervous at this moment. In the morning of this morning, she was peeping at the color pill from time to time, and she almost twisted her feet a little while.

It seems that it is not right to say that the erotic baby is not right. When I was in Jingyang, I accidentally ran away from the road and met this person, and my good luck seemed to have come back. I for no reason from Jingyang to Grandpa Sun’s village, and then came to Qinzhuang for no reason and saw this playboy again.

When I first came into contact, the playboy seemed to want to reach out and flirt with him, but he didn't notice the fiery and crazy gaze from those eyes, but instead seemed to feel a little pity.

Pretending to be sympathetic? Want to gain favor? Fortunately, I escaped.

In the days that followed, I would eat, take a walk, and occasionally make fun of myself, but this playboy never made any dangerous moves to himself.

Grandpa Sun came and found the feeling of home. This playboy didn't seem so naughty. He knew a lot of things and was always weird. His behavior and work were extremely weird, but he made him feel comfortable from time to time.

Last night, this playboy was worried about what he wanted to sit there, but those eyes were really unbearable, so it would be better to leave it all.

After the little girl went back to lie on the bed, she felt ashamed to think about it, and her heart kept beating.

It was even more strange in the morning. I was screaming from the bed by myself. At first I looked confused. I moved my body for a while. After I woke up, I looked at myself from time to time.

Is my makeup wrong? During the morning exercise, I secretly looked at my whole body several times, and there was nothing wrong with it. I almost twisted my feet because of distractedness.

I can't figure it out, is this playboy planning to be attracted to him?

The little girl made up her mind to stay away from this playboy in the future. Well, she was with Grandpa Sun more often. The playboy was afraid that Grandpa Sun would be angry, so she decided.

...

This little girl is so weird, she seems to be so guilty. Did she react after seeing this master's masterpiece? She was shocked or not? Is it because I gave an answer, it would be a waste of my hard work in the middle of the night! Qin Erhuo was also thinking about the little girl.

No matter who sees that work, you can't keep your performance in a good way, right? Why did you start to escape from yourself again? Did you be scared after seeing the painting? Qin Lang couldn't figure out what the little girl was thinking!

Yan Liben was holding a painting in his hand, and he was so shocking that he couldn't accept it. It turned out that the characters could still draw like this?

Master Yan thought through the three views and was so excited that he didn't rest for two days. He came to find Brother Qin with the results early this morning. There was no one in the room, so he had to wait.

Waiting was boring, Yan Liben's eyes couldn't help but look around. Well? A light yellow and slightly white thing floated by his eyes. With Master Yan's keen observation skills developed over the years, he judged that it was a piece of rice paper.

A prodigal son, I don’t know how to cherish things that cost dozens of coins per piece, so I throw them around. Why didn’t Master Sun interrupt this kid? It’s better to keep it at home than to be so prodigal. Yan Liben felt a little sorry for Sun Simiao.

Walking over and picking up the paper, Master Yan bounced the dust with his hands. Hum? It seems that something was drawn on the back? See what it was.

Turn over and pick it up.

Yan Liben's eyes were fixed by a little lady...

"Brother Yan?"

"Brother Yan?" After washing up after morning exercise, the three old and young came back. Qin Lang found Yan Liben who was stunned. But what was strange was that why was that painting in Yan Liben's hands? Qin Lang couldn't help but wake up Yan Liben in a daze and wanted to ask what was going on.

The little girl also accidentally saw the painting in Yan Liben's hand. She glanced at it and then looked at it again. Her big, lively eyes instantly stopped...

Sun Simiao was the most calm. He saw the painting, looked carefully, then walked to the table, and sat down. He couldn't see his likes and dislikes clearly on his face, but his slightly raised mouth corners, his shaking brows and his kind and gentle gaze at the little girl betrayed the mood of Master Sun at this time.

"Oh, oh, that, brother Qin, hurry up, tell Liben quickly, how did Brother Qin learn this technique? Where did you learn it?" Yan Liben woke Qin Lang up, his expression was a little nervous, and his tone was quick to ask Qin Lang.

"Brother Yan, come on, don't worry, sit down and talk slowly." Qin Lang pulled Yan Liben to the seat, Yan Liben took his seat blankly, and his eyes followed Qin Lang.

"Little girl, go and ask the kitchen to arrange breakfast. Go quickly, why are you doing it while standing there? Don't starve your grandfather to you anymore." Qin Lang did not answer Yan Liben, and for some reason he answered for a while. He saw the stunned little girl next to him and ordered him.
Chapter completed!