Chapter 28 Sketch?

"Portrait? You are joking, my master. I have also studied painting since I was a child. How can the painting keep us for thousands of years?"

Upon hearing what Ye Xiao said, Diao Chan lost all interest and showed a look of disappointment.

It wasn't that she was disappointed with Ye Xiao's ability, but that she was disappointed with the painting art at that time.

Most of the paintings at that time were mainly freehand and freehand, and most of them were flowers and birds.

Even if there are occasional realistic things, they are not all satisfactory, let alone such a beautiful work as Diao Chan.

is it possible?
How can it be!

At least, in Diao Chan's eyes, she never believed it.

Ye Xiao also sensed Diao Chan's disappointment, so he didn't say much, left a word and left in a hurry, only letting the words echo in Diao Chan's ears.

"I said there is a way, then there is a way, madam, take a break, Ziming will come whenever he goes!"

confidence!

Great confidence!
After slowly hearing these words, Diao Chan was shocked all over.

In troubled times, who can resist a confident and powerful man?
Even if her name is Diao Chan, she is too difficult to resist!

Staring obsessively at Ye Xiao's leaving back, Diao Chan couldn't help but compare Ye Xiao with Lu Bu.
In the era without cameras, how to leave a person's demeanor?

When thinking about this question, Ye Xiao immediately thought of sketching!

But if you want to sketch, how can you do it without tools?
This trip is just to pick up paper and pen!
There are no pencils in this era, so Ye Xiao has to make his own. Fortunately, this process is not difficult.

When Ye Xiao returned to the house, Diao Chan seemed to be immersed in her thoughts, and she didn't even notice Ye Xiao's footsteps approaching.

Ye Xiao opened his mouth, and was about to sound a reminder, but when he raised his head, he couldn't help but froze in place.

I saw Diao Chan standing side by side in front of the window, a ray of vicissitudes looming on that beautiful expression, in today's words, this is a woman with a story.

Coupled with the star-point scenery outside the window, looking from Ye Xiao's perspective, it really made Ye Xiao linger.

Ye Xiao was silent, but the movements in his hands did not hesitate.

While exchanging the killing points for the skill card of the painting master, he also took out a pen and paper, and began to draw nearby.

One person looks out of the window, and the other works in meditation. Looking from a distance, it can be regarded as a secluded scene.

However, this scene did not last long.

"Young Master Ye? You're back? You... what are you doing? Why don't you call the slave family."

Diao Chan looked back, looked into Ye Xiao's eyes, and walked forward in two or three steps.

Ye Xiao didn't even raise his head, he just responded indifferently: "I wanted to call Madam, but I saw Madam's beauty in front of the window, so I really don't want to break it."

"Beautiful? How beautiful is it?"

Diao Chan smiled again. Obviously, at this moment, she didn't have any expectations for what Ye Xiao said before.

"Where is the painting that the young master mentioned? Can we start?"

"Start? No! It's over."

"It has ended?"

Diao Chan was at a loss.

Ye Xiao didn't hold back, he smiled confidently, and took advantage of the opportunity to spread out the painting in front of Diao Chan's eyes.

"It's hard to chase after a man's words. If I say it's okay, then it's okay."

The voice fell, and the eyes also came.

Diao Chan's eyes immediately showed everything in the painting.

The beautiful scenery outside the window, the beauties inside the window, the scene blended by the mixture of inside and outside the window, every writing is refreshing, as if you have entered the world of paintings, close at hand!

Although there is no color, it is better than rich in color!

A touch of sadness lingers on the beauty, revealing the beauty's mood completely. Just use it with one glance, and you can feel the same as the person in the painting!
And this beauty is Diao Chan herself.

"Is this the sketch you were talking about?"

Diao Chan was dazed, staring at it for a long time, unable to calm down her surprise for a long time.

She slowed down her pace, stretched out those delicate hands, and wanted to touch them, but she was too timid to touch them, just like Ye Xiao didn't want to break the beautiful scenery before, she also didn't want to break the beautiful scenery in the painting.

Ye Xiao smiled gratifiedly.

"Is Madam satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Of course I am satisfied! This thing, this thing is not owned by the world, this is a fairy thing, a fairy thing!"

Diao Chan responded incoherently, but a trace of water mist appeared in her eyes involuntarily.

Maybe, just excited.

But falling into Ye Xiao's eyes, he was inevitably a little embarrassed.

How could he see a woman crying in front of him!

What's more, she is such a beautiful woman.

Distressed!

It hurts so much!

But Ye Xiao had no experience, and didn't know how to comfort him, so he hurriedly took out the drawing paper from the side.

"Madam doesn't need to do this, it's just a sketch. If Madam is willing, Ziming can continue to sketch for Madam."

"Continue? Is this okay?"

"Of course, as long as Madam stops crying."

Puchi-

Diao Chan smiled through tears, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I won't cry anymore, so what should I do?"

While wiping the tears from her eyes in response, she cast her pitiful eyes on Ye Xiao, just like a child looking forward to candy, staring at Ye Xiao nervously.

Who can bear this?
Even if she is his mother-in-law!

Cough!

Ye Xiao inevitably flashed a blush, and immediately stretched out his fingers to point into the room: "Madam, you don't have to do it deliberately, you just need to walk around the room at will, do whatever you want, after all, it's Madam, every move, every glance , are enough to make a painting.”

After all, it's Ma'am?
Even though Diao Chan was used to hearing compliments since she was a child, she couldn't help but feel a gleam of joy when she heard these words now.

She smiled sweetly without any hesitation, turned around and began to walk around the room.

However, while walking around, she couldn't help squinting at Ye Xiao.

If you don't glance, you don't know, and if you glance, you are startled.

What caught the eye was the scene where Ye Xiao was writing and dancing.

Ye Xiao glanced at Diaochan, drew a few strokes hastily, then removed a piece of drawing paper, glanced again, and moved away another piece of drawing paper.

In just a few breaths, Diao Chan saw dozens of sheets of drawing paper being moved away.

Could it be that this is an unsatisfactory scrap?
Diao Chan is no stranger to painting, and such situations are indeed prone to occur in the creation of paintings.

Just one mistake and the whole thing has to be discarded.

Diao Chan could understand at this time, but she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

After all, if you continue to discard like this, I am afraid that the drawing paper will not be enough.

However, just when she was worried, Ye Xiao's voice came over like the sound of heaven.

"Okay, the painting is finished, Madam can come and have a look."

"Huh? Is the painting finished?"

Diao Chan was full of hesitation and stepped away, her eyes always staying on the last piece of drawing paper.

But he never thought that just as she was approaching, Ye Xiao also took advantage of the opportunity to unfold the "waste manuscripts" that had been discarded before, and presented them in front of Diao Chan, placing them together with the last painting.

"There are [-] sketches here, which mean the same as before. Just like the beauty pill given to my wife before, this painting also intends to keep my wife's beauty forever. I hope my wife will be satisfied."

(End of this chapter)

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