My tsundere female CEO

"Now?"

When Jiang Xiaobai heard Su Qingrou's words, he was stunned and said, "But I didn't prepare in advance. I have to go back and finish the drawing and bring it to you, right?"

"Don't worry, I have it here!"

As Su Qingrou spoke, she stood up.

Then, with Jiang Xiaobai's stunned expression, he tidied up the desk and spread rice paper on the table from the shelf next to it.

Finally, I prepared paper, ink, pen and inkstone and started grinding it myself.

"Mr. Jiang, please?"

Su Qingrou looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "I have painted two works for me today, and I will also help you write your letter of recommendation!"

Jiang Xiaobai sat there with a black line on one end.

This woman can do it. She really doesn’t lack these things wherever she goes.

"Mr. Jiang, the ink is ready, you can choose a pen!"

Su Qingrou looked at Jiang Xiaobai seriously and said.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled bitterly, stood up, looked at the rice paper in front of him, and finally looked at Su Qingrou and said, "What kind of works do you want?"

"This one……"

After Su Qingrou heard Jiang Xiaobai's words, she said, "You follow your inspiration for the first painting, and I draw the second one!"

"The first one is easy to talk about, but forget about the second one. I'm not very good at characters!"

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head.

Su Qingrou naturally didn't believe it and said: "Just these two pictures, I will give them to you after you complete the recommendation letter, and it will be of the highest standard!"

"Besides, this is what you promised me in the first place!"

"Hey, let's do it!"

Jiang Xiaobai sighed again and stood there thinking.

A good work requires inspiration.

At the moment, he doesn't have much inspiration.

Su Qingrou stood by and was not in a hurry, waiting patiently.

As a calligrapher and painter, she naturally understands some issues.

As time passed little by little, Jiang Xiaobai's pen never fell down. Finally, he looked at Su Qingrou and said, "You can specify both of them!"

After Su Qingrou heard Jiang Xiaobai's words, she also thought about it for a while, and then said: "Mr. Jiang is also from the Lingmen, I wonder if he has been exposed to the spiritual touch!"

"This, just a little bit!"

Jiang Xiaobai coughed dryly. He had studied the paintings he brought back from the Spirit-Slaying Sect.

Moreover, the dagger he took from Su Qingrou also had that strange pattern. Taken together, he could be considered to have made some achievements and understanding.

But he hasn't really tried it yet.

"Then draw an animal!"

Su Qingrou said.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and asked, "What animal?"

"Butterfly!"

Su Qingrou said.

"Ah, the one on your back?"

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned and said it instinctively.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaobai realized something was wrong, and his expression suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

Su Qingrou was also stunned, her face was extremely red, and finally her soft voice sounded: "Mr. Jiang, your memory is really good!"

"No, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it was a butterfly!"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled dryly.

Su Qingrou couldn't help but clasp her hands after hearing this. Naturally, she didn't believe such nonsense. After a pause, her red lips moved and she said, "Then just draw a butterfly!"

Jiang Xiaobai listened, his face full of embarrassment and said: "I forgot the details about you, otherwise..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Upon hearing this, Su Qingrou sternly refused, and her eyes stared at Jiang Xiaobai with a hint of shame and anger: "Seeing it once is not enough, you want to see it a second time?"

"No, I mean, how about changing the painting?"

Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly.

After hearing this, Su Qingrou realized that she had misunderstood. Her face turned slightly red, but she still said forcefully: "Just draw butterflies!"

Jiang Xiaobai helplessly shrugged and said, "Hey, that's okay!"

After speaking, he raised his left hand, pressing it on his wrist, and the gesture of holding the pen also changed slightly.

Moving with his spiritual power, Jiang Xiaobai's writing on the rice paper moved like dragons and snakes.

I saw perfect arcs appearing on the rice paper.

At this time, Su Qingrou next to her was full of surprise and disbelief. After a moment, her red lips moved and she couldn't help but said: "Mr. Jiang, you...how do you know our Su family's spiritual touch technique!"