The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

Pearl Bei didn't seem to feel anything, she was still lying there, resting her head on her hands, her silver hair scattered over her shoulders.

The crab is nostalgic for the soft touch, and can't help but get closer to observe the pearl oyster carefully.

Pearl oyster is really beautiful, like a pearl, as white as jade, without a trace of blemish.

The crab closed its eyes, raised its head and kissed again, staying for a while this time, feeling the softness carefully.

He had kissed enough, and just as he was about to retreat, a white and slender arm suddenly stretched out and pressed against his head, forcing him to deepen the kiss.

That hand forcefully pulled the whole crab into the shell, and the shell closed, leaving only the rippling water, and the shell glowed, and there were two intertwined figures in the haze, like a ballet dancing in a stage play, elegant and beautiful .

"Not suitable for children, not suitable for children." Du Feng quickly put down the mirror, his old face flushed.

He Shui shook his head, "I'm an old driver, and I still pretend to be fresh meat."

Du Feng kicked over, "You are the old driver."

He has a good foot, right next to the bed, which is very convenient for kicking.

He Shui laughed, and with Sushou's move, a paper umbrella suddenly appeared, "I thought about it and think that this umbrella is the most suitable for you. It is a defensive magic weapon. Although it is for women, it can be used if you change the pattern on it." .”

"How to change it?" He Shui said this umbrella, the umbrella paper is made of dragon skin, the umbrella frame is made of keel bone, and the painting on it is made of dragon blood. I cherish it very much. It should be the most suitable for him, but it's a pity. It's for girls.

The above paintings are plum blossoms, old white umbrellas, and bright red paintings. At first glance, Du Feng felt that they were used by ancient ladies. Men's general paintings are landscape paintings or something, which is too feminine.

And it was painted with blood, very bright, that kind of strong color, especially on white paper, it is more obvious.

"Adding a pair of dragon and phoenix is ​​auspicious?" The old man began to prepare materials.

He seemed to have painted before, there was ready-made paint in the cabinet, and it looked fresh and well preserved.

There are also many kinds of colors, including red, white and green, and gold.

"Can you draw?" Dragon and Phoenix seem to be incompatible with plum blossoms.

"Yes, I have painted before." He Shui began to adjust the golden paint.

"I don't feel at ease." Du Feng was particularly worried, "You wouldn't paint the phoenix as a chicken and the dragon as a bug, would you?"

"No." He Shui is very confident, "5 years ago there were demons asking me for paintings."

"Does he regret it?"_(:3)」∠)_

"...Naughty." He Shui gave him a loving look.

"Don't draw dragons and phoenixes, it doesn't go well with paintings." The umbrella itself already has plum blossoms. Although the color faded badly afterwards, like a cracked oil painting, it can't be seen carefully, but it is still beautiful from a distance.

"Then what are you talking about painting?" He Shui put down the golden paint and pointed to other paints.

"Why don't you paint bamboo, cover the original paint, and paint again." Bamboo has the meaning of a gentleman, and it is more suitable for men.

"Okay." He Shui mixed the black and cyan paints, dipped a little on the brush, sat by the umbrella with a decent appearance, and took the brush to draw.

The nib of the pen rested on the umbrella, and before it could fall, the black ink fell onto the paper with a snap.

"Oh, it's blurred." The black ink quickly spread, printed on the umbrella paper, and got stuck together.

"..."

He Shui smiled awkwardly, "It's been a long time since I painted, I'm a bit unfamiliar."

This is more than just a hand-to-hand job. No rookie will make such a mistake, right?

"Forget it." Du Feng covered his face, "Just use it like this, anyway, it won't be used a few times."

"How can this be done? It would be ugly to leave a piece of black." He Shui insisted, "At least let me draw this piece as a bird."

"...Then don't ruin the painting." Du Feng was still worried.

"Just draw a bird." He Shui seemed to be ready for a long time. He dug out the picture from his phone and compared it to the picture.

The posture of holding the pen is natural, and you can still see some skills, but as he said, it has been a long time since I painted, 5 years, how many things have been forgotten?

He Shui's painting is a wild goose, with a small stroke and no technical content.

"Draw another one, a lonely bird."

He Shui took the pen and drew another wild goose next to the wild goose, which became a pair, corresponding to the whole plum blossom, just like the original one, except that the color was slightly brighter.

"It's almost done." Du Feng didn't expect He Shui to draw anything, after all, he hadn't touched painting for 5 years.

The pigment is also amazing. It has been preserved for 5 years and is still intact, and it looks very moist.

He Shui dried the paint, and gave the umbrella to Du Feng, "Next time, find someone who knows how to do it."

"Yeah." Du Feng took it over and took a look. It was okay from a distance just now, but I couldn't bear to look directly at the lines.

"I'm going to refine the medicine for you. You lie down first, and you need to change the medicine later." He Shui couldn't stay idle, stood up and was about to leave.

"Didn't you change it just now?" Du Feng called him, "I changed it twice."

When he fell asleep, he vaguely felt that someone changed his dressing, and when he woke up, He Shui changed him again, adding up to two times.

"The medicine is time-sensitive, and it will be good if you change it every hour for five or six days." He Shui probably didn't want to delay his studies, "I can change the time in Xiaotiandi, and it will only be a day outside after five or six days, so it won't delay your schooling. "

It turned out to be so thoughtful.

Du Feng felt ashamed, since he had He Shui, he had less to worry about. Grandpa He had finished worrying about the general problems, so he just kept going.

He Shui took a suitcase and went out, and hasn't come back for a long time.

Du Feng was a little bored, so he shook the mirror to see where He Shui was.

He Shui was in a cave, holding a book in his hand, and according to the instructions above, he threw something into a big cauldron with a height of three people. There was a fire under the big cauldron, and it was very hot.

He Shui is made of water, can't stand the heat, he will have to take a sip of water soon, his cup is always by his side, put it in the small world when he is outside, and shout in the small world, no matter where he is, it will be in his hand inside.

Refining medicine is a delicate job, and He Shui is still pouring medicine into it after more than ten minutes. There are many medicinal materials, including grass, flowers and some strange things.

Unable to hold on, Du Feng turned the image of the mirror around to focus on the flowers and butterflies.

The flowers and butterflies seem to be in a bamboo forest, moving furtively, hiding and hiding, as if they are about to do something bad.

Of course, Hua'er dragged Butterfly to do it. It could be seen that Butterfly was not happy, but her eyes were full of doting, and there was nothing she could do with Hua'er.

Although he is several thousand years younger than Hua'er, there is no competition in the small world, and the monsters are equal. Hua'er has never seen the cruelty outside, and maintains a pure heart. If he does a little bad thing, he will be very excited and eager to try.

Butterfly didn't stop her either, and let him drag her closer to the bamboo house.

etc!Bamboo house?

Du Feng raised his head and looked out. The bed happened to be under the window. He could see the scene outside when he got up a little. There was a bamboo forest not far away, and two figures were lurking indistinctly.

Damn, it's going to be robbed!

He Shui happened to be away. He was alone and had no weapons. He lent his wooden sword to his classmate Mimosa Enaiai.

Hua'er is the same as the name. She likes to wear colorful clothes. It is colorful and looks very bright, like a flower, so it is obvious, especially the bald head, which is exposed from time to time. It is difficult not to see it.

Du Feng had a leg injury and couldn't run even if he wanted to, so he could only lie on the bed and wait for death.

The flowers and butterflies outside are getting closer and closer, the footsteps are soft, the door is not closed, and there are two elongated shadows on the ground, it seems that they have entered the living room, and they will definitely enter the inner room when they see no one.

Du Feng gritted his teeth, put the water-repellent beads on the table, in the most obvious position, and opened the umbrella to block in front of him, like taking a nap, trying to be as comfortable as possible.

Flipping the mirror in his hand, he locks the flowers and butterflies.

Hua'er came in lightly, saw the water-proof drops on the table at first glance, and was about to get them, but Die quickly grabbed him, "Be careful, there are deceitful people."

The two of them just wanted to steal the water drop, but the water drop was placed in an obvious position, as if they had known it for a long time, it was obviously a fraud.

Damn chicken, there is a fart cheating.

It's troublesome for smart people, and they still don't take it when it's delivered to their door.

Du Feng was afraid of being discovered by the two of them, so he tightened his body, and even controlled his breathing within a small range.

"There seems to be someone on the bed." Hua'er walked over carelessly, tilting her head and looking up and down.

If he is close, he will appear very close in the mirror, and his face will be magnified several times, making him look much better than before.

Probably because Hu Die is by his side, he can look prettier than before with just a little makeup on, so his face looks very delicate.

"Mr. He seems to be asleep?" Butterfly guessed boldly.

"Really?" Hua'er asked in surprise.

"Well, nothing happened." A master like He Shui generally didn't sleep deeply, and would wake up with a start if he got closer, "Let's take the water-proof beads and leave."

"No." Hua'er was not happy, "I want to draw a face for Grandpa He before leaving."

"..."

He Shui bullied him terribly, and Hua'er is the type who seeks revenge, and likes to attack every corner to avenge the sins he has suffered.

"And shave him bald too."

"..." It seems that today is miserable.