crooked?Is the little fairy off the single?

Chu Qing was calculating the answer to a certain question on the draft paper, holding the pen with her thin white fingers, and wrote a lot of beautiful characters in ups and downs.

Yan Yi took a sneak peek and praised, "Her little sister's handwriting is really beautiful."

Then she looked at her handwriting again, and felt that it was pretty tight too.

Perhaps this is what it means to speak like a person?

Yan Yi thought so.

Chu Qing was reading the book so seriously that she didn't notice Yan Yi's small movements at all.

Seeing this, Yan Yi became even bolder.

She opened the textbook, picked a blank page among the last few pages, and drew on it with a pen.

Yan Yi's painting is relatively simple, and it didn't take long to draw the outline, and then described the details.She moved quickly, and she finished drawing the whole picture in a short time, nodding with satisfaction.

It's easy to get carried away when you are proud, and Yan Yi made this mistake.

She admired her work happily, and the smile on her face couldn't be concealed.This abnormal reaction naturally caught Chu Qing's attention. Chu Qing looked at her quietly for a few seconds, and then her eyes fell on Yan Yi's textbook.

Chu Qing had good eyesight, so she could get an overview of the picture at a glance.

The figure outlined in black lines is looking down at a book, and the pen in his hand has just landed on a page of draft paper.Yan Yi painted so vividly that Chu Qing could tell it was her at a glance.

Chu Qing smiled slightly, took a piece of blank draft paper and spread it lightly on the table, and also drew a picture.

She could draw faster than Yan Yi. When Yan Yi woke up, she glanced at her, and happened to see Chu Qing pressing a piece of draft paper with a textbook.

Yan Yi didn't see clearly what Qing did, she only saw the hand stretched out in front of her.

The slender fingers are close together, and the gesture with the palm up is obviously asking for something.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yi leaned over to Chu Qing and asked in a low voice.

Yan Yi's body was lying on the table, blocking Chu Qing's sight, trying to hide the picture.

"I've already seen it, and it's too late to hide it, so tell me honestly." Chu Qing also replied in a low voice.

Yan Yi's body froze, and she twitched the corners of her mouth, "What? Didn't you study well? Why are you calling me all of a sudden?" She still wanted to pretend to be confused.

Chu Qing reached out and clicked on Yan Yi's textbook, smiling softly, "I've seen it all, so hurry up and hand it over!"

Yan Yi let go of her hand and watched Chu Qing take the textbook over.

Oops, found out!

Ahhh!what to do?what to do?

Will Qingqing be angry with her?!

The villain in Yan Yi's heart yelled wildly, regretting what she had done.

But obviously, it's too late to think about it now.

Yan Yi secretly glanced at Chu Qing, then quickly lowered her head.

Chu Qing opened Yan Yi's textbook, turned to the page with the picture, and looked at it carefully.

Well, it was indeed her that was drawn.

But what the hell are those two shofar braids on top of her head?

Oh, and there is a bell on each of the shofar braids.

Chu Qing glanced at Yan Yi, pursed her lips and didn't know what to say.

This aesthetic is really weird, she dare not compliment it.

Receiving Chu Qing's gaze, Yan Yi couldn't help covering her face.

Her fault, all her fault. QQ

When Yan Yi first painted Chu Qing's portraits, she drew them according to reality, but when she drew her hair, she suddenly remembered the strange hairstyle she had when she was a child.

That hairstyle was so weird that she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to, but it happened that she remembered it again at this time.

Accidentally, she painted it.

Chu Qing took away Yan Yi's hand covering her face, and tapped her fingers on the two braids.

Yan Yi smiled at Chu Qing, feeling extremely weak.

Chu Qing moved her finger to the small bell, and Yan Yi smiled even more guilty.

Yan Yi stretched out her hand to take the textbook from Chu Qing, and said in a low voice, "It was an accident, it was really an accident, please listen to my explanation."

"Oh, accident, I understand, I understand." Chu Qing smiled and nodded, seeing Yan Yi nodding and said, "Accidents, aren't all accidents that cannot be explained?"

Yan Yi: "..." I didn't expect you to be such a young lady!

"Let's go, it's time to go back, there is plenty of time for you to explain on the way." Chu Qing looked at his watch and said to Yan Yi with a smile.

The author has something to say: It's useless, it's useless, I won't code words today, my cervical spine hurts.

Hey, I'll update tomorrow.

Chapter 17 Black History

Yan Yi picked up her textbooks and followed Chu Qing out of the library.

The light of the street lamp fell on the two of them, and Chu Qing's shadow just fell on Yan Yi's feet.As Chu Qing moved, her shadow also moved. Yan Yi followed with a few steps, and stepped on the shadow that was trying to escape.

Chu Qing walked for a while, then turned to look when she saw that there was no movement behind her.

Yan Yi was following her with her head down, her curly hair swaying gently around her cheeks, and a pair of tender white arms tightly hugging the textbook in her arms, looking pitiful.

After just one glance, Chu Qing was in a mess with a soft heart.Just as she was about to speak, she saw Yan Yi stepping on her shadow.

Chu Qing: "..." It turned out that she was thinking too much.

Yan Yi lowered her head, stepped on Chu Qing's shadow, and waited for the shadow to escape, and was stepped on by her again.

After a second, the shadow didn't move.

Two seconds later, the shadow still didn't move.