I heard that the younger brother has collapsed [Rebirth]

Ning Xi knew that Meng Wanhe was good at drawing, but he had never seen Meng Wanhe paint. He had seen Fubai painted by Meng Wanhe, and the Fuchun Pavilion was fine. Ning Xi was not jealous, but when When he saw so many paintings in the secret room, he almost exploded.

"When did senior brother clean up all these paintings?" Ning Xi asked.

Meng Wanhe looked at Bing Xinjian at the side. This was the first time he let Ning Xi enter the secret room. He actually wanted Ning Xi to help put away all these paintings, and he had no other plans.

"Why clean up?"

Ning Xi rolled his eyes: "Isn't this obvious? I'm jealous."

"I'm almost jealous of myself."

Meng Wanhe smiled: "Didn't you find something wrong with these portraits?"

These portraits were all painted after he came back from downhill training. Ever since Fubai began to avoid him, Meng Wanhe couldn't figure it out, so he could only rely on painting to relieve it. Although he painted Fubai, he was thinking of Ning Xi Every stroke here is his longing for Ning Xi.

"There seems to be something wrong." Ning Xi looked at those portraits. Fu Bai always smiled softly, making people feel like a spring breeze. Although he was deliberately imitating Fu Bai at that time, he was afraid that Meng Wanhe would find something, but here His portrait is indeed different from that of Fuchun Pavilion.

Fu Bai's smile here is obviously brighter, it is Ning Xi's signature smile.

Ning Xi felt better now: "But senior brother has never painted for me."

"Sit over here." Meng Wanhe picked up the paintbrush and asked Ning Xi to find a place to sit down. Ning Xi raised his eyebrows. Brother, is this a portrait of him?

"Senior brother, I don't think this place is good, let's go out and paint again." Ning Xi said, although everything in the secret room is complete, but Fu Bai's portrait has not been put away, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Meng Wanhe nodded, "Alright."

When the two of them finished packing up the secret room, it was already sunset, and the entire Yongwang Mountain was glowing red under the setting sun, which was really beautiful. Meng Wanhe had a sudden whim, and asked Ning Xi to stand under the setting sun, and just drew a portrait of him.

Bai Bai chased after the plum blossoms, becoming a beautiful scenery at Ning Xi's feet.

When Ning Xi was about to move, Meng Wanhe stopped him: "Don't move."

He could only continue to stand obediently. Meng Gui didn't know when he ran over. He wanted to say good night to Meng Wanhe, but found that Meng Wanhe was painting, and pouted his lips unhappily. I won't draw anymore, so I was lying to him!

Master actually lied!

The little Meng Gui lost his temper, but he still stood quietly by the side without disturbing Meng Wanhe. He walked behind Meng Wanhe and looked at Ning Xi in Meng Wanhe's writing. He was so fascinated that he didn't come back to his senses until Meng Wanhe got up after finishing the painting.

"The master's uncle painted by master is so beautiful!" Meng Gui sighed.

Ning Xi hurriedly came over to look, his eyes couldn't help being a little amazed, and then he slapped Meng Wanhe on the face, Meng Wanhe was stunned, Meng Gui is still here, and he is not afraid of spoiling the children.

Meng Gui giggled and said, "Master, can you draw a picture for me too?"

"No!" Ning Xi lowered his head and stared at Meng Gui, not at all embarrassed.

Meng Gui pouted: "Uncle, you can't dominate Master like this, it's just normal, Master hasn't spoken yet!"

"Wait until tomorrow, it's late today," Meng Wan said softly.

Meng Gui suddenly jumped three feet high: "Really? Then it's settled, master will give me a portrait tomorrow!"

Ning Xi was just teasing Meng Gui, seeing him happy, unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, if Meng Gui wasn't here now, he might have already carried his brother into the room.

Ning Xi hurriedly sent Meng Gui away: "Okay, okay, you hurry up, I have something to discuss with your master."

"Hmph, Master Uncle lied!" Meng Gui turned his head, although he was young, he knew a lot, what could Master Uncle and Master have to do?However, he still obediently resigned: "Master, this disciple is resigning."

Ning Xi watched Meng Gui leave, hugged Meng Wanhe and kissed him until the two were out of breath: "Brother, shall I draw a portrait of you too?"

"You can also draw?" Meng Wanhe raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that Ning Xi could not only sing, but also draw.

Ning Xi nodded: "Of course, brother is waiting!"

Because it was getting dark, the two returned to the room. Ning Xi gave Meng Wanhe a book and asked him to sit aside with the book, saying that he wanted to draw this pose. Meng Wanhe sat down, but couldn't read Going down, I was a little curious about Ning Xi's painting skills.

Meng Wanhe waited for a long time, and finally waited for Ning Xi to finish the painting. Seeing Ning Xi's bright face, Meng Wanhe thought that his painting was so good, but immediately blushed when he saw it.

"Ning Xi!"

What a mess!

Ning Xi smiled and dodged the book that Meng Wanhe threw over. Seeing that Meng Wanhe was about to tear up the painting, he quickly snatched it away: "Brother, don't worry, it's still wearing clothes. If you tear it up, I'll draw a picture of it." Let's see how the senior brother can tear up the unclothed ones!"

Meng Wan got angry: "Ning Xi, you..."

"rogue!"

Ning Xi hugged Meng Wanhe with a smile: "I'm a hooligan in the first place, and it's not like senior brother doesn't know."

"If you dare to paint again—" Meng Wanhe threatened through gritted teeth.

Ning Xi quickly stretched out his finger and swore: "No, it won't happen, absolutely not, it's just this one, can senior brother keep it?"

"I will never let anyone see it, just the two of us enjoy it together."

Meng Wanhe wanted to swear, but he couldn't swear, so he could only stare and let Ning Xi leave that extremely shameful picture.