rebirth son of bad

Ouyang Xia smoothed the paper, picked up the pencil and was about to draw, then put it down.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

"fine."

He took the thin rectangular Zhenyu next to him, and used this as a temporary ruler.

Holding the pen, Ouyang Xia got rid of distracting thoughts in her mind and began to draw seriously.

Not only does he have to draw the pattern, but he also has to mark the dimensions of the corners. It will take a long time, and he needs to be more patient.

When the surroundings became quiet, Si Yelin silently raised his eyes, looking at the young man who was seriously writing in front of him.

The sun shines on his body through the sea of ​​flowers above his head. No pores can be seen on his thin but delicate face, which is as delicate as snow. His long and curly eyelashes are filled with sunlight, protecting a pair of star-like black eyes. The pair of small cherry mouths under the straight nose are pink and tender, the sun is invading his neckline unrestrainedly, and the delicate bones under the loose collar can be faintly seen, and the slender fingers are holding the slender ink, struggling to draw him from the past. An unseen pattern, lean and beautiful, and the earnest light in the eyes is three points brighter than the sun.

Si Yelin thought that he always said that he was fragrant, but he asked many people secretly, but no one said that he was fragrant.

Even if it is really fragrant, no man would dare to say that his dignified prince is fragrant, but he said it very seriously, with a bit of yearning and infatuation.

But he also knew that his body didn't smell good!

Time passed slowly, Ouyang Xia didn't say a word, and carefully drew a complete Narrow Arrow based on the memory of her previous life.

After being so busy, after two hours, Ouyang Xia finally put down his pen.

She raised her head and was about to talk to Si Yelin, but found that he was leaning on the back a few times, with his head resting on his hands, his eyelids lightly closed, and he was quietly falling asleep.

Ling Shan didn't know where he went, only the two of them were here.

Looking around, the breeze was blowing, and the ink hair fell gently on the sleeves, and occasionally flower petals fell on his body and the top of his head, like a dream and a painting.

By accident, Ouyang Xia picked up the pencil again, took another piece of white paper, and drew while looking at the person opposite.

When Ling Shan came over and saw that he was still painting, he thought he hadn't finished painting, so he retreated to wait under the root of the tree for fear of disturbing him.

With such a painting, an hour passed, and the sun slanted towards the west. Si Yelin opened his eyes, feeling a little sore in his arms, and concluded that he had slept for a long time.

Ling Shan strode over and rubbed his master's shoulders.

"Just right, the painting is finished."

Putting away the pen, he pulled out the piece of drawing paper on the arrow and put it on top of it, Ouyang Xia smiled: "It's done."

Si Yelin looked at him coldly, and said, "Bring it here and let me have a look."

"Ah."

Handing it to him, Ouyang Xia quietly took out a blank sheet of paper from below, and covered the portrait without any traces to cover it up.

Si Yelin took it over and looked at the exquisite picture on it, his eyes instantly became serious.

With her chin propped up, Ouyang Xia looked at Ling Shui and raised her hand: "Ling Shui, rub it for me too, my hands are almost useless."

After all, this body is immature. After several hours of painting, it will be ghostly if it is not sour.

"Ok."

Ling Shui knelt down beside him, stretched out her hand and gently massaged his arm.

Ouyang Xia drew each part once, it can be said that it is very detailed, and Si Yelin's mind can understand it at a glance.

Holding the blueprint and seeing the end, although Si Yelin was a little puzzled, he still couldn't hide the shock in his heart, and looked at Ouyang Xia with meaningful eyes.

His eyes made Ouyang Xia a little hairy, and said: "You...what are you doing?"

Si Yelin handed the blueprint to his eyes, pointed to the words on it, and said, "What does this mean?"

When Ouyang Xia saw it, he almost wanted to slap himself. He actually wrote the indication of the rotation degree in English letters. It's strange that these people can understand it.

With a light cough, he said gently: "These are degrees, and I will change them for you later. But let me explain first, I have to read it again after I finish it, otherwise I will bear the consequences."

"It's natural."

Even if he didn't say anything, Si Yelin would let him come. Before such a lethal weapon appeared in the world, every process was done carefully.

Ling Shui's technique was excellent, and after pressing him for almost half an hour, Ouyang Xia finally felt better and asked him to retreat.

Stirring his neck and looking at the sun, Ouyang Xia smiled and said, "Do you care about the food?"

Anyway, he has been busy all afternoon, so it's not too much to have a meal.

After thinking about it, I remembered this guy's taste: "Forget it, eating with you is almost like eating with a monk."

The dish and the soup are light, and the birds can come out plain.

Who would have thought that Ling Shan hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, let's stay here for dinner tonight. The master ordered the cook to make some spicy dishes. The cooks are all from the imperial chef, and their craftsmanship is nothing to say."

Spicy dishes?Ouyang Xia was instantly fascinated, and said with a smile: "Then I'll have a meal before leaving."

"I haven't explained this clearly to me. If you don't want to eat, you can go home and eat before coming back." Si Yelin put the painting in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and measured it from time to time.

Only now did Ouyang Xia realize that he had a measuring stick in his hand, and his chest felt tight.

Why didn't he take it out when he was looking for it just now, it's better now.

It's as if he went to a bookstore to look for a book, asked the store manager and he said he didn't see it, but he searched the entire bookstore and finally took the book randomly and found it in the store manager's hand when he checked out.

Don't be angry, you can say that you are not angry!