Uncle, please feed [Comprehensive]

In fact, the trace department regretted a little after doing this action.He felt that the relationship between him and Qihai hadn't reached this point yet, and he wondered if it would arouse her disgust.

But after Atobe sat down across from Nanami, she found that she didn't really mind, because she didn't seem to mind.I saw her lying on the table while drawing something in the notebook and replied listlessly: "I feel that life is difficult."

"What are you painting?" Atobe leaned over to have a look, and then sneered, "Why don't I remember that you are studying architecture?"

Qihai raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "Do you know what department I'm studying in?"

"Of course I know." After Atobe answered, he felt that something was wrong, and he tried to explain, "Didn't you study in the same department as Momoi?"

Qihai blinked slowly, then nodded: "That's right..." Then she straightened up, picked up a paper bag that was set aside and handed it to Atobe, "Return your clothes, thank you."

Atobe took the paper bag and found that Qihai had no intention of getting up, so he asked, "Aren't you going? I can take you back."

Qihai supported her chin with one hand, and continued to scribble on the notebook with a pencil: "I don't want to go back now." After she finished speaking, she suddenly looked up at Atobe, "Master, can you draw?"

Startled by Qihai, Atobe snorted coldly: "Who do you think I am? How could such a trivial matter not happen."

"Come here," Qihai turned the book to a new page, then pushed it in front of Atobe, and at the same time put the pen into Atobe's hand.She changed her position and sat next to Atobe, then pointed to her face and said expectantly to Atobe, "Draw me!"

Just now, Qihai thought that if she had to say something, she could be regarded as the offender, and it seemed that the only one in front of her was the young master.

"Huh?" Atobe was a little confused, so his expression looked a little confused, "Why did you draw you?"

"Because I'm good-looking." Qihai held her face in her hands and looked at Atobe eagerly, "Draw, draw!"

The pencil was spinning flexibly in his hand, and Atobe looked at Qihai meaningfully: "Ah, are you doing me any favors? I want me to draw you."

"Yeah—" Qihai pursed her lips and tilted her head for a while, then raised a finger and suggested enthusiastically, "Otherwise, we've exchanged, you can draw me, and I'll draw you."

Atobe raised his eyebrows: "You know how to draw?"

Qihai raised her chin: "This is for you to see and see." She took the book back and tore off a page, took out another pencil from the pencil case, and started to draw.

I don't seem to have committed to painting.Atobe thought silently, then stopped turning the pen, looked at Nanami carefully and began to write.

Drawing stroke by stroke on the paper, Atobe would look up at Nanami from time to time.He felt that what Qihai said was actually true, she was indeed pretty.

The long black hair is curled just right. It was originally a hairstyle that should look mature and charming, but because of the thin bangs on her forehead, it has become a bit playful and cute.She pushed the hair on the left side behind the ear, revealing a slender and graceful neck.She pursed her lips slightly, drawing with concentration.The sunlight pouring in from the window illuminated her pupils transparently, and also enveloped her whole body in a gentle halo.

The corner of Atobe's mouth raised an inconspicuous arc unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, Qihai straightened up suddenly, with unconcealable joy and excitement in her tone: "The painting is finished!" She raised her arms above her head and cheered, then looked at Atobe triumphantly, "Master Have you finished drawing yet?"

Atobe snorted coldly, and threw the picture book in his hand to Nanami.He crossed his legs and folded his hands in front of his chest, when he heard an unexpected exclamation: "Wow——"

Immediately afterwards, Atobe heard Qihai mutter again: "No..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Atobe frowned, "Are you saying that my uncle's painting doesn't look like it?"

Qihai hurriedly waved her hand, and sincerely patted Atobe's flattery by the way: "No, no! I think your painting is super good, young master, and the handling of light and shadow is so beautiful! Wow - I want to go back and frame it!"

Men like to be praised, and after listening to Qihai's words, Atobe's expression also became smug.He said, "You don't even look at who this uncle is."

Qihai propped her chin with one hand, her eyes curled up with a smile: "Draw me so beautifully, tell me, do you think I'm super cute?"

Caught off guard for a moment, Atobe was taken aback, and almost blurted out the word "yes".However, he clenched his hands into fists against his lips and coughed twice, and then said to Qi Hai in a blunt tone: "You think too much. Where did you draw?" After speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Qi Hai.

Flattening her lips, Qi Hai reluctantly said: "I thought I drew pretty well, but when I saw your drawing, I was too embarrassed to show it." Although she said so, Qi Hai still drew herself well. She handed it over, "What I drew with a pen is not as beautiful as the real you."

Feeling a "buzz" in my head, I kept reminding myself: Calm down and Jingwu, the sweet words at hand are the racial talent of the Italians!Even so, Atobe still felt a little dry.He swallowed, pretending to be looking at the portrait painted by Nanami seriously.

Atobe draws sketches, just like Qihai said, more to express the effect of light and shadow.Qihai's paintings are sketches, focusing more on capturing the expressions and dynamics of the characters.

Moreover, unlike Atobe who directly copied Nanami's painting sitting in front of him, Nanami's painting was the Atobe he saw on the night of the party.He was wearing a white suit with a striped tie, and his hair was meticulously styled.He held the wine glass in one hand, and put the other hand in the pocket of his trousers, with a flamboyant and arrogant smile on his face.

A high-spirited, noble and elegant young man appeared vividly on the paper.

Just when Atobe was fascinated by it, he heard Qihai say: "I suddenly understand why Wuyue said that you are very popular in school." Atobe put down the painting, and saw Qihai with a half-smile Looking at myself, "Everyone likes good-looking people."

"Ah, are you also intoxicated by my grandeur's gorgeous beauty?" Atobe raised his chin, his tone full of arrogance.However, only he himself knew that after hearing what Qi Hai said, he still felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

"Look a few more times, maybe it will." Qihai blinked at Atobe, then closed the book and put it in the schoolbag, "You just said that you can give me a ride, is it worth talking? I'm going back."

Atobe rolled up the drawing paper and put it in a paper bag, then stood up: "Let's go."

Originally, Atobu wanted to send Qihai to the downstairs of the dormitory, but Qihai sternly refused: "How much hatred do I have with you? If so many girls see me getting off your car, I will become a girl in the whole school before tomorrow." Your public enemy." After speaking, Qihai silently rolled her eyes.

Girls are so cute, she doesn't want to be hated by so many girls at once.

Atobe had no choice but to follow Nanami's request and stop the car beside a path that no one passed by.

"Put out your hand." Nanami said to Atobe while unbuttoning her seat belt.

Stretching out his hand for some unknown reason, Atobe saw Nanami flipping through the bag, and then put a small square transparent box in his hand, which contained something like a glutinous rice dumpling.

"Thank you for the ride," Nanami said with a smile, stretched out her hand to open the car door, then turned around and waved to Atobe, "Goodbye, young master~"

Atobe remained silent, just watching Nanami's back turning into the alley through the windshield.

Back in the student meeting room, Atobe just opened the door and went in when he heard Akashi say, "Didn't you say you'd be back at three o'clock? It's almost four o'clock, and I've almost finished approving the documents you piled up for you."

Kurihara was also there, and after hearing Akashi's complaint, she jokingly said, "Master Atobe treats you as free labor, Masayoshi."

"Don't talk nonsense." Atobe walked over and pressed Kurihara's head, then patted Akashi on the shoulder, "Thank you, Masayoshi."

Akashi stood up, stretched his waist and said nonchalantly: "It's not hard work, but please tell me in advance if you don't come back next time, so as to save us from worrying."

"Ah, when did you become such a mother-in-law?" Atobe squinted at Akashi, and put the paper bag in his hand on the desk, "Have you finished all approval?"

Akashi pointed to the desktop: "There are still a few copies left, keep it for yourself, I'm going to the basketball hall."

Atobe glanced at the clock on the table, and it was almost time for Atobe to practice.He sat down behind the desk and said to Kurihara without raising his head while flipping through the documents: "Ayu, you should go to the tennis court first, and if anyone asks, just say I'll be there later."

Kurihara originally wanted to say that she would go there with Atobe, but she saw that Atobe didn't seem to want to pay attention to her, just as Akashi came over to tell her that she was leaving, Kurihara had to bite his lip and walked out with Akashi Student meeting room.

There were not many documents left, and Atobe quickly read them and signed them.He was about to get up and go to the ministry, but saw the paper bag that he put on the table.Sitting in the chair and meditating for a moment, Atobe reached for the paper bag and took out the portrait painted by Nanami.

The drawing paper is hard, so it is not folded in the paper bag.

Atobe squinted his eyes and watched carefully, and suddenly found a small detail that he hadn't found in the coffee shop just now.In the lower right corner of the drawing paper, "vioia" is written in beautiful and repeated swashes.

Viola?Atobe raised his eyebrows, opened the drawer and put the portrait in.