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Chapter 1446 Sheng Chong Qingmei: School grass, sweet love! twenty three

Chong Ai took the coat and put it on, the icy coolness faded from her body, and a warm feeling came over her.

He Xinghe was wearing a white shirt, black slacks, his eyes were slightly covered by his black shattered hair that was blown down by the wind, his demeanor was clean and cool.

"You don't wear a coat?" Chong Ai held his cool hand.

"I'm not cold." He Xinghe said flatly.

The two stood side by side on the hanging rocks, looking at the brilliant clouds and the endless sea in the distance.

Chong Ai remembered that He Xinghe seemed to be about to participate in a drawing competition, and suggested: "The scenery here is so beautiful, do you want to draw?"

He Xinghe glanced sideways at her, pursed his thin lips slightly, and said, "Will you be my model?"

He wanted to draw her in the painting openly, instead of secretly painting her based on his own imagination.

Although fantasizing and depicting her face, he would feel extra satisfaction in his heart, but when he was not with her, he would be happy by drawing her stroke by stroke.

Chong Ai readily agreed, "Of course I would."

A smile appeared on her fair and beautiful face, and she said, "Mr. Xiaohe, you should make me look better."

He Xinghe said: "It takes a long time to paint, and being a model is more difficult..."

"I don't know how many girls in school want to be your model. I'm too happy to be happy. How can I find it hard?" Chong Ai interrupted him, and said, "Hurry up and get the drawing board."

A smile flashed in He Xinghe's eyes. In fact, he didn't draw people before, and only after she appeared did he draw a fantasy of her.

A picture book is all about her paintings.

All his life, he would only paint her.

He Xinghe went down the rock, walked over and took out the drawing board, pens and paints, and took the things to choose a seat and sit down.

Chong Ai asked, "What kind of posture should I do?"

Many thoughts flashed through He Xinghe's mind, and he said after a while: "You just stand there with your back to me, slightly tilting your head for a while."

Chong Ai responded, and found a good place to stand, with his back to him and his face slightly sideways.

He Xinghe's eyes flickered slightly, his knuckle fingers held the paintbrush, and quickly drew on the drawing book, and the rough outline came out after a while.

Chong Ai didn't stand for a while, when he heard the boy's clear and sweet voice, "You can come here."

Hearing this, Chong Ai turned around and walked towards him.

The boy's fair and slender fingers were still holding the paintbrush, and he concentrated on quickly drawing on the drawing book.

In fact, before painting, He Xinghe had already completed the whole painting in his mind.

Sitting beside him, Chong Ai looked at his serious side face. The young man's side face had graceful lines, and his earnest drawing exuded charming charm.

The breeze brings the fresh smell of grass and trees in the mountains and forests, and the atmosphere is peaceful and beautiful.

Chong Ai watched as he quickly and precisely drew her stroke by stroke. In the vast and gorgeous scenery, she stood on the suspended rocks, as unreal as a dream.

He painted seriously, and she was fascinated by it.

Time passed without knowing it, and the sky darkened, and the huge black sky was dotted with stars, shining with bright light.

After He Xinghe finished the painting, a smile appeared on his pretty thin lips, he tilted his head to look at her and said, "How is it?"

"Perfect." Chong Ai put his arms around his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Boyfriend, you are really amazing."

He Xinghe's body froze, he stretched out his hand and carefully put the painting aside, and hugged her into his arms.

(End of this chapter)