Qiandai felt very happy after going out for a trip and gained good friends, and she was also a big touch.

Especially when seeing the painting Huajian Ruoqing handed over carefully, joy is like a spring gushing, slowly flowing through the limbs and bones.

"Great!"

Sincere compliments.

Whether it is the use of color or the shadow of light, as well as the sincerity and love that come through the paper, Qiandai feels that what she is holding is a masterpiece that is rare in the world, even if the brushstrokes are still better than those that have been tempered. immature.

"From this painting, I can see Ruoqing's heart. It's very warm."

Facing those bright pink eyes, Qiandai tilted her head and said seriously with a chuckle.

Satisfaction smeared in her eyes, anxiety and uneasiness dissipated in the girl's affirmative gaze, Hua Jian Ruoqing felt shy rarely, she blushed, and said firmly and forcefully: "It's good that Qiandai likes it. Qiandai is happy I'd be happy too."

Qiandai's smile deepened, she thought for a while and said, "Can I trouble you with something, Ruoqing?"

"what?"

"I want you to teach me how to draw some simple cartoon images... like some Q-version characters, the cute ones..."

"Does Qiandai want to learn to draw?"

"No, I don't really want to learn... I know, I'm not that talented at drawing."

Qian Dai was a little embarrassed, "However, a friend of mine is going to celebrate his birthday soon, and I want to give him some unique gifts..."

Huajian Ruoqing suddenly realized, and then blinked narrowly, "It's the best classmate. After all, it's easy to see that Qiandai's anxiety must be because of that very important boyfriend..."

"No, it's not like that..."

Qiandai shook her head hastily, her face was a little helpless, and there was a trace of disappointment that was quietly concealed, "He is not my boyfriend."

"what?"

Huajian Ruoqing was a little unbelievable, how could such an intimate couple not be boyfriend and girlfriend?

However, she didn't think too much, just laughed, "Not now, but it will definitely be in the future."

Qiandai's face turned redder, like a ripe apple on a branch in autumn, with a tinge of charm that is rarely found in ordinary times, making Huajian Ruoqing involuntarily straighten up, wishing to draw it with a brush immediately.

"You haven't said whether you agree or not?"

"Promise promise."

Huajian Ruoqing nodded joyfully, she took Qiandai's hand and kept rubbing it affectionately, "How could I not agree to the beauty's request. I must be close to what I have learned all my life and teach the beauty well." .”

Qiandai smiled "puchi", "You are only so old, but you have spent your whole life... You have grown up for no reason. It is hard to hide your narrowness."

As she spoke, she impulsively pinched Huajian Ruoqing's white and tender face.

"Um, sorry..."

Realizing what she had done, looking at Huajian Ruoqing's surprised face, Qiandai felt that she was a little abrupt, after all, this was the second time she saw her, and although she felt like old friends at first sight, she was a bit rude after all...

"No, beauty, don't apologize."

Huajian Ruoqing grabbed Qiandai's hand fiercely, and then put it directly on her face, "Pinch it if you want. I'm yours."

Huajian Ruoqing is a delicate and lovely girl, with a small oval face and a pair of big lychee eyes, watery and sparkling, full of sincerity than pearls, when she looks at others like this, it is hard to believe her words.

But Qiandai pulled out her hand resolutely, then looked at her with the same solemnity, and said: "You are not mine. Don't talk nonsense, if someone hears it, he won't let me go... ..."

At the end, there seemed to be a hint of a smile.

"Someone? Who?"

Huajian Ruoqing had an obvious question mark on her head.

I haven't figured it out yet.

Qiandai smiled, changed the subject and said, "Okay, teacher, you should teach me quickly."

It's so touching to be called a teacher by a beauty.

Huajian Ruoqing responded happily and loudly: "Okay."

Although Huajian Ruoqing usually looks like an overly lively girl, she has exhausted all her patience and seriousness in her attitude towards painting, and she is unexpectedly strict...

"Qiandai, the writing here is too heavy..."

"There's something wrong with the curve here..."

As long as there is a little flaw, Huajian Ruoqing will point it out without hesitation, it is just a small Q-version character, and I drew it all afternoon.

Fortunately, Qiandai got serious and fought with Ruoqing Huajian, without the slightest impatience, she patiently smeared and revised it over and over again, spreading rubber powder and lead powder all over the floor.

When a crooked moon sinks lightly above the clouds and gently shines bright light, the study of the two will come to an end.

The author has something to say: Little angels, the baby is back!Sprinkle flowers! ?*. ?(ˊωˋ*)??*.

☆、Chapter39, Youhuang

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