Chapter 185

"What kind of person is he?" Xu Li opened her eyes wide and stared at Yang Weibiao.

At this time, Yang Weibiao had no time to care about anything else.

He picked up the brush and started painting on the white rice paper.

Peng Jiahe watched from the side.

Yang Weibiao was a little confused. Is this girl making trouble again?

"It's unbelievable." Xu Li said.

"You damn girl, do you dare to say that you made breakfast? I'm afraid your sister Li didn't get up early and make breakfast before going to work."

She came out. "Who is so incompetent?"

She came to Yang Weibiao's Paramela with an angry expression.

"Don't ask too many questions about adults' matters, little brat."

"I don't want to learn yet, but, Brother Yang, can you draw one for me too?"

"Don't be so beautiful. I just felt sweat on my hands just now, and I wanted to use your face covered with makeup to absorb the sweat."

"My painting skills can only be said to be average, not very good."

"What a fragile little girl!" Yang Weibiao shook his head and went back to his room to sleep.

Yang Weibiao stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Ha ha!"

Layers of paint are applied to the rice paper, and Xu Li in the painting becomes more and more vivid.

Xu Li took the painting and looked at it blankly.

What's more, it's a very, very romantic and gentle thing to be painted on paper by someone you have a crush on.

How could there be such a messy woman?

Seeing this scene, Yang Weibiao couldn't help but joke.

"Didn't you treat me to a drink? Why don't you ask me to get out of the car?"

He said coldly, "What do you want from me?"

"Who made breakfast?"

Yang Weibiao hugged her and stroked her long, silky hair with one hand.

At this time, Yang Weibiao's phone rang.

"Of course, if you want to learn, I can teach you!" Yang Weibiao said.

How could such a weirdo appear in this world? Jiang Lai didn't understand.

"Tell me, how could there be a person like you in the world who deliberately tortures people?" Yang Weibiao said.

"I will treasure it for the rest of my life!" Xu Li said.

Not only beautiful, but real.

"Don't worry, a scum like Chen Fang doesn't deserve my sympathy or sadness at all."

The room became very quiet.

Therefore, many times, she subconsciously sought out Yang Weibiao.

This Jiang Lai's strength is a trap.

Yang Weibiao looked at it and asked, "Where is your sister Li?"

"Yes, I was sent down by God to torture you on purpose."

Jiang Lai looked at Yang Weibiao, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and one of her hands lifted up her skirt.

She stood next to Yang Weibiao and looked at herself in the painting.

She covered her mouth in excitement, and there was light shining in her eyes.

She stood there, maintaining her original posture, motionless.

Yang Weibiao was good and ignored her.

"What secret?" Yang Weibiao pretended to be curious.

But judging from his painting skills, he has at least decades of skill.

"The beauty is hidden in the golden house?" Yang Weibiao was completely confused by Jiang Lai's strange annoyance.

The next day, when Yang Weibiao got up, breakfast was already ready.

At this moment, she was astonished.

Yang Weibiao is only in his twenties at best.

"Hey, are you a nymphomaniac? Have you never seen a handsome guy?"

At this time, Peng Jiahe couldn't help but speak, breaking the artistic conception between the two.

The inexplicable temperament and mysterious feeling about Yang Weibiao kept tickling her heart, making her want to know everything about Yang Weibiao.

"Sister Li, stand firm, you'll be fine soon!" Yang Weibiao said.

At this moment, Jiang Lai's charming eyes are as charming as silk, which makes people's hearts flutter!

Yang Weibiao was driving and ignored her.

All details are perfectly restored.

Today, she is still wearing red makeup.

Xu Li was also full of curiosity about this.

The restoration degree is 100%.

"Isn't it strange, how do I know that you are a hidden beauty in a golden house?"

Jiang Lai took out the key and the two of them walked in.

He has already started working on the details.

She decided to frame the painting and hang it in the most conspicuous place in her room.

Forget it, Yang Weibiao was too lazy to pay attention.

Only then did Jiang Lai react, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

Yang Weibiao and Xu Li looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.

All the exaggerations and excessive behaviors on the surface are just to cover up the uneasiness deep inside.

"What's going on with your sister Li has nothing to do with me," Yang Weibiao said.

Yang Weibiao seemed to have insight into her heart and painted that side of her heart in the painting.

Unexpectedly, Yang Weibiao found out.

There was a faint smile on her face.

Peng Jiahe looked at Yang Weibiao teasingly.

However, the more this happened, the more Jiang Lai became curious about Yang Weibiao.

"How do you feel?" Yang Weibiao stood up, stretched, and looked at Xu Li with a smile.

"Is it really me in the painting?" Peng Jiahe looked at Yang Weibiao blankly.

Everyone actually has a dual personality.

"Okay!" Yang Weibiao dragged out a long stroke, and the painting was completed!

Peng Jiahe had already screamed. "It's so beautiful, so beautiful! It feels like Sister Li in the painting has come to life."

"I don't know who it was yesterday, but I was very excited to draw pictures for others."

"I just want to thank you for helping me get out of this predicament, so I'm buying you a drink!" Jiang Lai rarely said a serious word to Yang Weibiao.

The delicate and smooth skin, the big brown waves, and the shining skirt are perfectly presented in Yang Weibiao's brushstrokes.

"It's a small matter. You were very cooperative just now, otherwise I wouldn't be able to paint this picture so perfectly." Yang Weibiao said.

Brush brush!

The sound of the brush hitting the rice paper filled the entire living room.

"gave it to you!"

"Sister Li is such a nice person. Are you really not moved at all?"

So beautiful, so beautiful!

Yang Weibiao warned and went out.

Peng Jiahe is drinking milk.

Peng Jiahe dressed as a maid is worthy of Yang Weibiao's writing!

Peng Jiahe stood in front of Yang Weibiao. She showed a very peaceful expression and her posture was very ladylike.

She did not hope that she would still be that kind of person under Yang Weibiao's painting brush.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and who doesn't want their beautiful appearance to be recorded forever.

Jiang Lai stamped his feet angrily.

Xu Li is a psychiatrist, and Yang Weibiao believes that Xu Li can enlighten her and help her recover.

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