The little ancestor has a delicate voice and can flirt, and the ascetic villain has fallen

The man's hoarse voice rubbed against her eardrums, and the sticky smell made her face burn red, and the temperature was getting higher and higher, making people unable to help thinking about it.

She pursed her lips, her legs were a little weak, and she poked him twice with her arms bent, "You need to wear an apron... Is that so?"

For a second, she naturally thought that he was simply helping her tie an apron to prepare for the next painting, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

As a result, his movements made him feel awkward, as if they were going to do something next... like an apron play.

And then behind him he still had to ask knowingly, "What kind?"

"You—" She looked back at him, obviously gnashing her teeth, but she expressed a cute feeling, "Be serious."

Qi Boyan slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and glanced at her red lips kissed by him, her eyes were quite ambiguous, "Will this... make a deep impression?"

Chi Youyou: "..."

Yes, yes, if I come out to draw on a whim in the future, I will think of him first when I tie my apron. Isn't it impressive?

"You don't need to tie it for me, I will do it myself."

He smiled and pulled her back, "Okay, right away."

Chi Youyou originally thought that he would do something when she was drawing, but fortunately, he didn't disturb her much. Apart from getting closer, he would also feed her the fruit he brought before from time to time.

She will turn her head and take a bite after drawing a few strokes, and maintain this rhythm until the middle stage.

When she was painting immersively, she was more focused. After staring at the canvas for a long time, Qi Boyan asked her, "Do you want to eat?"

"want."

After she finished answering, she added two more strokes. She always felt that something was wrong, but she wanted to eat some fruit first, so she turned her head and opened her red lips slightly.

Chi Youyou was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to stand behind her, bend over and stop by her ear, his eyes fell on her canvas, very close to her.

He turned his head to look at her, with a smile in his charming eyes, his eyes swept over her slightly parted lips, and he leaned closer to kiss her lips.

A clear kiss sounded in the quiet studio room, and the ambiguous breath lingered in my ears.

Qi Boyan stood up straight, peeled off a candy and handed it to her.

Chi Youyou bit the toffee between his teeth, raised a hand and rubbed his face.

It's strange, the usual lingering kisses don't feel like this, it's hard to describe, it's like a momentary heartbeat, hot and beautiful.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that the place where the pen was written just now felt wrong, so she hooked her small hand towards him, "There is a color, help me adjust it."

Qi Boyan pulled the chair closer and sat beside her.

Chi Youyou handed him the brush in his hand.

He took the paintbrush in her hand, and she described it: "It's the color of the sunflower petals, it's darker."

Then she saw him dipping in the paint in a decent manner. At first, she was a little bit looking forward to the color he mixed, and the corners of his lips were curved, but the more she watched, the more rigid the smile became.

she:?

She showed an indescribable expression.

Qi Boyan raised his eyelids and glanced at her, naturally seeing a 'disgusted' expression on her face, "Is there a problem?"

Chi Youyou pursed her lips: This is hard to comment.

She glanced at him, then looked down at the colors on the palette, and said after deliberation, "I think this color is weird..."

"What's wrong?"

She was a little embarrassed and spoke slowly, "Like a lump..." she replied.

But before she finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and she felt something scratch her face.

Raising her head in a daze, she glanced at the paintbrush in his hand, then looked at him, and realized that he had painted her face, "Qi, Bo, Yan!"

The little girl loves beauty, so she immediately took out her mobile phone to take a look, her little face turned into a puffer fish.

He actually painted such an ugly color on her face.

Qi Boyan looked at her swollen appearance, as if she was going to be "ugly crying", the smile in his eyes deepened, he leaned back on the chair back, and handed her the brush, "Draw it back for you OK?"

How could it be so simple.

Chi Youyou: "I can draw whatever I want?"

"Yes, draw whatever you want."

Then she will not be polite.

Chi Youyou stood up directly from the chair, took the paintbrush in his hand, pressed him on the chair, and sat on it directly across his legs.

Qi Boyan's eyes darkened a bit, and he looked down to see her position next to him, her Adam's apple rolled slightly, and she was about to sit up.

She pressed his shoulder again, "You don't move."

The man looked at the little expression on her plan to 'get back with revenge', wondering if she was pretending to be 'bad water' trying to play tricks on him.

There was a look of doting and helplessness in his eyes, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you just put the palette on my face?"

"I don't know, I just... draw whatever I want."

Chi Youyou reached out and took the palette on the side, dipped some other colors of paint, mixed up colorful colors on the palette, and then painted on his handsome face stroke by stroke.

She was a little serious at first, then slowly relaxed.

When she finally saw the 'finished product', the corners of her lips twitched slightly, and it took her much patience to stop laughing out loud.

"Would you like to see it?"

He gave up directly, "No need."

Chi Youyou wanted him to see her masterpiece, so she pursed her mouth, "Why?"

He didn't beat around the bush at all, and said directly: "I'm afraid I'll be ugly to my eyes."

She retorted, "I'm not ugly, I've shown mercy."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"..." She choked.

After a while, he said with a hint of remorse, "It's not ugly, it's just a little... funny."

In the end, Qi Boyan still took the mobile phone in her hand and looked at the face she had tormented in the mirror, the silence here seemed to be deafening.

He leisurely turned to look at her.

The latter seemed to be very guilty, and said in advance: "You let me paint casually, you can't use this as an excuse to do anything to me."

"Ah."

Qi Boyan turned back to her, and at the same time stretched out his hand to dab some paint on the palette and rubbed it on her other cheek, which made it symmetrical.

"Ah." Chi Youyou didn't react, was stunned for a moment, then looked at him ferociously, and scolded him a 'dog man' in his heart.

"Scolding me in your heart?"

Her eyes were round and round, and all her thoughts were reflected in her eyes.

Qi Boyan looked at her face stained with paint in the shape of a little cat and then put on such an expression, couldn't stop smiling, and said, "I guessed it right?"

Chi Youyou: "..."

Really annoying!

She snatched the phone back and turned on the camera mode, "Don't move, I'm going to take a photo for you, if you mess with me again, I'll expose it for you..."

Qi Boyan looked at her looking down at the camera earnestly and thinking about it, the corner of her lips smiled a little deeper.

Why are you so cute.

Chi Youyou found the camera, turned it on, and pointed the lens at him.

In fact, she was a little surprised by his cooperation, and took a few shots before putting down the phone.

After she put down the phone, Qi Boyan asked, "Have you finished filming?"