fairy wife

Qiuqiu couldn't help staring at his exposed parts.

Shi'er's figure is absolutely undeniable!

Wearing clothes, it looks like a fairy style with long sleeves fluttering, but it is also very predictable when taking off the clothes.It belongs to the type that looks thin when dressed and fleshy when undressed.

Qiuqiu had the feeling that a beggar had suddenly bumped into a rich man's house. She could only look at the dazzling array of beautiful things in her eyes, and everywhere she looked was very attractive.

Ah, wait!

Things are good things, but good things have owners!

Seen by Shi'er, Qiuqiu quickly withdraws her eyes.

Shi'er was as calm and calm as usual, but wearing such a suit of clothes, it's not the time for him to be tightly wrapped up, and even if he puts on such a face, he can't see any majesty and nobility of the peak master .

Shi'er really wanted to ask her, what kind of clothes is this wearing?Where had she seen such clothes?

Why did she put this dress on him?

The two were silent for a while, and Qiuqiu tried to change the topic: "Ink Shuang is quite easy to use... the things drawn can become real."

As expected, Shi'er's attention was successfully diverted by her.

He looked at the pen in his hand and began to draw on the paper in front of him.

His painting skills are of course much better than Qiuqiu's half-bottle of water. With a few strokes of the pen, a clump of black orchids will appear vividly on the paper.

Qiuqiu peeked at him while looking at the painting.

This is her man, he is really versatile, there is nothing he can't do, nothing can hinder him.

The orchid grass painting is finished, and there are sporadic flowers blooming among the lush orchid leaves.

Qiuqiu blinked, but the orchid grass did not change.She rubbed her eyes again.The bluegrass is still on the paper.

It's really strange why Shi'er's paintings can't become real.

Qiuqiu took the brush and drew a flower like Shi'er.The peonies are too complicated, so what she painted is just a big morning glory.Painting flowers here, the morning glory turned into a real flower without any use for a second.

Qiuqiu didn't dare to look at Shi'er's face anymore.

What is this called?

In terms of ability, she is far behind Shi'er.In terms of knowledge, the two are not comparable at all.Speaking of age... Although she never asked about Shi'er's real age, it should be more than ten times her age.

But what she draws can come true, what Shier draws is still a painting.

Too embarrassing.

Qiuqiu smiled sincerely.Pass the pen to Shi'er: "Try again."

"No need." Shi'er didn't take it to heart at all, and flatly rejected her: "It won't change if you paint again."

"why is that?"

"Because this is your world."

Qiuqiu blinked.

So the problem was not with Mo Shuang or him, but because of the environment.

This is her home field, he can't use it.

As he said just now, if this is a dream, then it is also her dream.Everything here is built by her.

But why did she construct such a dream?

Qiuqiu held Mo Shuang and thought about it for a long time, but if she couldn't figure it out, she stopped thinking about it.

She couldn't figure out such a profound philosophical question, so she didn't bother with her poor brain capacity.

Shi'er's outfit is really cool and eye-catching!

Why did she only think about drawing him a bathrobe just now, but didn't think about drawing him a bikini or anything like that...

If she now draws a halter top or something that becomes real, will he change it?

If you think about it with your toes, you know, if he is willing, there will be ghosts.

Even if two people are so close.But a big man always saves face... Some demands are absolutely unacceptable even if the head is cut off and blood is shed.

Qiuqiu is at the feet: many small circles are drawn on the side, one by one.

Shi'er asked her, "What are you painting?"

Qiuqiu tilted her head and looked: "Let's go to Jiulianhuan."

But Shi'er said so.Qiuqiu figured it out.

If you come, you will be safe, don't think too much, just have a good time if you have to play.

She quickly drew a rocking chair to solve the problem of sitting first.

The two are sitting on the double rocking chair she drew, which is a bit crowded...their legs are touching their legs, their shoulders are leaning on their shoulders, if they want to sit looser.Then Qiuqiu could only move to another place and sit on Shi'er's lap.

Qiuqiu said a little embarrassedly, "The painting is too small."

Internal voiceover: It seems that the painting is still a bit too wide...

Shi'er said indifferently, "It doesn't matter."

If I knew it earlier, I would draw a little bit more.

Qiuqiu felt a little regretful.

It's not a problem for the two of them to sit facing a bare whiteboard.The moon is not easy to handle, so there must be flowers.

So Qiuqiu took up the brush and drew a bunch of flowers next to the two of them. Due to the limitation of the brush, the painting was not very neat, but the artistic conception was there.

She even drew some very abstract wavy lines.

Shi'er already knew her very well, and those wavy lines turned into a flowing stream, rushing past their feet.

There is water and flowers, and the two sit together sweetly. Although the birds are silent and the flowers are not fragrant, this small flaw can be ignored.

Qiuqiu had been secretly sweet in her heart for a long time, and now she remembered an important question.

"Hey, this is my dream, that means, our bodies are still outside?"

"by the lakeside."

Qiuqiu thought about it for a while, and if someone outside wanted to find them, it would be a disaster. If there was an emergency, they would be blind, and they would never be able to find anyone.Who would have thought that they walked into a painting, and then their bodies stayed in the painting, and their consciousness ran into a dream again... This is a small drawer inside a big drawer, and a small wooden box is placed in the small drawer, so that the gods can come I'm afraid I can't find them.

"Then, let's go out early. Otherwise, what should I do if I find you outside?"

"Yeah." Shi'er was not in a hurry, and didn't seem nervous at all.

But how to get out?

I tried it just now when Qiuqiu came in, but the problem is that no matter where I go, there is no way out.

This broken place is a true portrayal of no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth!

Qiuqiu stood up and walked around Shi'er.I really couldn't find a way out, so I could only turn my eyes for help to the only one in the world who can breathe.

"Help think of a way, what if you miss something?"

Shi'er unhurriedly picked up his thin revealing bathrobe, twisted it lightly and then let go.

?

This……

Qiuqiu blinked, and the small light bulb in her head lit up with a "biu".

Understand!

Without further ado, Qiuqiu squatted down and quickly drew a fur coat with a high tie and hat!

The clothes were super simple to draw, and once it became real, Qiuqiu immediately presented it to Shi'er with both hands.

Shi'er put on the cloak and tied it up.All the spring scenery was completely covered and airtight, and then he raised his noble hand and gave a reminder: "This is your sea of ​​consciousness, whether you want to go out or not is only a matter of your thought."

Qiuqiu nodded immediately and waited for the next article.

……

……

No more text?

Co-authoring such a cloak in exchange for such a reminder that is not a reminder?in a moment?To put it bluntly, if she really knows how to go out, she still needs to do this to get angry.

Qiuqiu said silently in her heart, "I want to go out, I want to go out, let me go out quickly".Open your eyes and take a look, you still see nothing...

Shi'er sat there motionless, not nervous at all.

Cooperating with Qiuqiu, there was nothing urgent to do, she was alone, and she was in a hurry to go out because she was afraid of delaying his work.

This really made the emperor not in a hurry and the eunuchs in a hurry.

If I had known it earlier, I would have cut him a few holes on the cloak, and seeing how calm and composed he was now, I was not happy.

Qiuqiu sat beside the flowers.

in a moment?

ah.It is said that the thoughts that flash through people's minds are like the number of dust inhaled in one mouthful in a city full of smog, but it is hard to say which one can be caught and focused on.

Who knows where that thought is hidden?

If you can't find them for a day, you will be stuck here for a day?

If you can't find them for a year, will you be stuck here for a year?

Peak Jiu without a peak owner... Ugh.It's not going to be a big mess, is it?

At this moment, Qiuqiu didn't think about whether the time inside was the same as the time outside.

How can I get so much in a hurry.

She really couldn't figure it out, she still had to find out from Shi'er: "Do you think this is my sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Yes."

Qiuqiu wondered: "Didn't the world be as big as the heart? Then why is my sea of ​​consciousness a blank sheet of paper?"

On the bright side, it might mean that she is pure in heart?

On the bad side, you mean she's boring and idiot?

Shi'er still spread his arms out, motionless like a mountain.

This person's problem is really bad, he will keep you silent at every turn, making people want to bite him and have nowhere to bite him.

Qiuqiu rested her chin and tilted her head.

Nowhere to go out.This paper world seems to be boundless.They look so small here.

In fact, Shi'er's words should be right.

Shuangxiu is doing well, why did her consciousness suddenly run into this world?Shi'er was only dragged in by her lustful spirit later.

The problem must still be her.

Qiuqiu looked at the ink cream in his hand.

She felt that the ink cream was the key.

It is said that this was left to her by Senior Shang.

A senior who has attained enlightenment and ascension will never leave her the pen she often uses for no reason.

And it is said that.Senior Shang Zhen doesn't know kung fu, and she finally got enlightened because of the painting.

Could it be this pen that she used at that time?

The seemingly unremarkable Moshuang was immediately covered with a glittering golden halo named "Sacred Artifact".

What she was able to draw just now came true, thanks to Mo Shuang's contribution.

But Shi'erhua, whose painting skill surpasses hers, is not good at it.

The problem is back to the original point.

The key is still with her.

Because it is her territory, she can paint well, but Shi'er can't.

But it's obviously her territory, but she doesn't know how to control it.

It would be great if there was a fire, maybe this paper world would be burnt out in one fire.

——Wait, if it really burns, they won't be burned too, right?

There is a word that can be called getting burned.

Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, should I try painting a flame?

She tried to draw a flame, it was very small, and she stared at it closely, and as soon as she found something wrong, she immediately extinguished it.

Sure enough, the flames lit up.

However, the fire was burning out of thin air, and had nothing to do with the paper underneath.Not only did the hole not burn out, but there was not even a burn mark. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)