Love flow strange talk game

Chapter 146 145. The Piano

After finishing the painting, Xia Yi put down his pen, took a few steps back, and looked at the painting in front of him with satisfaction, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

In the painting, the crescent moon in the sky corresponds to the long silver hair of the white basilisk, and the surrounding night blends with the black tail of the white basilisk. He feels that he has a very artistic sense.

Such a painting can be taken out as a national treasure after being buried in the ground for a thousand years.

Thinking of this, Xia Yi's hands itch again, what else does he want to draw, what to draw?

He looked at the maid on the side.

The maid stared blankly at his painting, staring at it intently.

He spread out a piece of paper again, and started to draw like a maid.

The servant girl's appearance is not beautiful, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, when she is full of vigor, there is a vitality in her body. This vitality is not obvious to young people, but it is the essence of beauty in the eyes of middle-aged and elderly people.

Xia Yi chose a scene from his mind and began to draw it.

This painting is not as intentional as the previous one, partly because the maid is not as beautiful as the white basilisk, and partly because this is already the second painting.

Putting down her pen, Xia Yi turned her head to look at the servant girl, who was blushing and looked down at her toes.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yi asked suspiciously.

He looked at the painting, there was no problem with the painting, and the clothes were tight.

Asked by Xia Yi, the maid turned and ran out of the room.

Xia Yi scratched her head, ancient times are ancient times, even little girls can't draw them.

He threw the paints and brushes far away, and put the drawing paper far away, and lay back on the bed.

Many of these mineral pigments and plant pigments are poisonous, so in ancient times there was no such behavior as licking and licking, and they were taken directly to the dog.

Xia Yi's thoughts diverged, and he thought of the rumors in the Middle Ages in Europe. European noble ladies used poisonous cosmetics to poison many husbands to death.

Fortunately, artificially synthesized inorganic substances have been researched in modern times.

Thinking so dazedly, he fell asleep drowsily.

The servant girl poked her head in from the door, saw that Xia Yi was asleep, she tiptoed in, packed up the paint, and put the drawing paper on the table.

Xia Yi turned over suddenly, she backed away in panic, bumping into Xiong'er who came in.

Xiong'er held the maid's waist: "What's wrong?"

The servant girl hurriedly replied: "Nothing."

"What is this?" Xiong'er was stunned when he saw the painting on the table.

Although she is a martial artist, she has the heart of an artist, otherwise she would not have a full set of painting utensils. Although her skills are not good, her appreciation level is not low.

"This painting..."

That month, that night, and the girl who looked up, made her marvel.

Such a beautiful girl with such superb painting skills can be called perfect.

A surge of jealousy suddenly rose in her heart, jealous of the girl in the painting.

"Where did this painting come from?" Xiong Er asked the servant girl without looking up, his eyes stuck to the painting.

"It was drawn by the White Snake God Son." The servant girl lowered her head and replied.

"He still has this ability?" Xiong'er turned to look at Xia Yi, who was soundly asleep.

Looking back, Xiong'er found another pair beside her. She picked it up and was amazed at the technique and artistic conception of the painting, and then found that the girl in the painting looked familiar to her.

Who is it?
She pondered for two seconds, then turned her head abruptly to look at the maid behind her.

The servant girl's body trembled and she knelt on the ground: "Miss, please forgive me!"

In ancient times, painting other people's girls was a frivolous act. If the two parties were of equal status, it was the painter who was promiscuous;

If it is a harsh owner, it can be convicted by this painting.

It's not that it's harsh on women, it's just that there is a difference in status, and people with high status are inherently morally superior.

"It's nothing." Xiong'er put down the painting and glared at Xia Yi.

With this painting skill, instead of painting myself, I would draw a servant girl instead. How could I be inferior to this servant girl?

She looked at the painting again, thought for more than ten seconds, picked up the painting and walked to the back room.

The maid looked at her in astonishment.

After the temperature outside the window cooled down a little, Xia Yi opened his eyes. He sat by the bed and woke up.

He had a dream in which he was playing a rolling game with the white basilisk.

In the world of slime monsters and meat ball monsters before, he rolled quickly, but this time he was banned from rolling for a full year.

By the way, is the white basilisk really okay?

The sky was too dark last night, Xia Yi couldn't see clearly, and didn't know what the white basilisk turned into.

He looked towards the table, looking for his own painting, trying to study it from it, but the table was empty.

"Where should I draw?" Xia Yi asked the maid.

The servant girl replied sullenly: "Maybe Shi Mama who asked to clean it put it away, do you want to come back?"

"Yes." Xia Yi replied.

The servant girl went out of the house and came back an hour later, saying she couldn't find it.

Xia Yi felt something was wrong, but it was just a painting, and the Xiong family had a whole city, so they wouldn't be greedy.

Forget it, I didn’t draw anything private anyway.

The long hair of the white basilisk covered the whole body, the only thing exposed was the face.However, it is still a bit unpleasant to lose it like this.

"Is the Son of God still painting?" the servant girl asked.

"No more painting," Xia Yi didn't want to lose it again, "Bring me the piano."

Paintings can be lost, but piano music can't be lost.

The maid quickly found the piano, Xia Yi played two tigers to test the sound, and then played the song Gaoshan Liushui at will.

In the back room, Xiong'er was admiring the paintings, her expression was tangled.

Xiong Er didn't have a good impression of Xia Yi at first, and he wouldn't have a good impression of anyone who was scolded all the way.

Usually, she would stay far away from Xia Yi, and the reason why she was with Shi Xiong all day was because she didn't want to see Xia Yi.

But at this moment, seeing this painting, she felt itchy in her heart, and wanted to communicate with Xia Yi.

At this time, a piano sound came from the outer room.

Xiong'er likes to paint, and knows the other three. The music is so weird that she can't help but frown.

Not long after, the qin music changed, and the melodious music moved her mind.

This is a song I've never heard.

She picked up Yizi, sat by the door, and listened quietly.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and Xia Yi's voice sounded: "It's time, it's time to eat."

what to eat!Is it important to play the piano while eating?
Xiong'er gritted her teeth and got up, sitting on the bed, she called the maid and told the kitchen to postpone the dinner for the whole house until she agreed.

But Xia Yi would rather wait on the bed than play the piano.

Xiong'er could only make dinner come quickly, Xia Yi ate dinner, and lay on the bed thinking about the white basilisk again, leaving Qin aside.

Xiong'er went to bed at night, still annoyed by this matter.

The next day, she hurried out in the morning, let Shi Xiong play by herself, and then shrank in the room, wanting to watch Xia Yi draw or play the piano.

Xia Yi looked out the window for a day, but there was no movement.

On the third day, Xia Yi finally saw Xia Yi pick up the piano, but a servant told her to leave.

It's the royal family, a letter from Tiger God.

(End of this chapter)