God, don't be so arrogant

Chapter 64 The Deep Eyes

Not long after, the two of them came to a quiet alley, with dense creepers on both sides of the alley.A quiet two-story building stands in front of Ningxia. The painting on the wall is a vast ocean, which is a bit too much for real. One step forward, it seems that you can smell the salty sea breeze.

Ning Xia looked at the wall with joy and said, "Your friend is a painter?"

"He is my good buddy's little uncle, and he is also a new flower in the painting world. A painting can sell for millions of dollars. When I was young, my buddy and I often came here, so we are more familiar with him. .”

buckle...

After a while, a deep male voice came, "Xiao Chenzi? Come in, the door is unlocked."

Ning Xia glanced at Lin Chen suspiciously, Xiao Chenzi?That guy is not a fan of palace dramas, is he?

Lin Chen scratched his head blushing, and said with a smile, "He's just like that. He likes to add small letters to other people's names. He even called my buddy a little mouse. Just get used to it."

Little mouse?The name is really strange, Ning Xia was only puzzled for a moment, but didn't think much about it.

Pushing open the door, a strong smell of gouache came. The large floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked by curtains, but the smell of sunlight still seeped in.

Before seeing a real painter, the painter in Ningxia's mind was a middle-aged man with a full body of color, an unshaven beard and disheveled hair.

But the back view of the man in front of her changed her image of the painter drastically.

All the furnishings in the room were neat and tidy, and dozens of easels were quietly placed aside. This was the first time she had seen such a clean studio.

With his back to the door, the man sat quietly in front of the easel. There were several small buckets on his left foot, and neatly arranged gouache on his right. His slender fingers were drawing a brush and flying on the drawing board.

The fingers are slender and the bones are well defined, the white shirt is spotless, and there is no impurity on the shiny black leather shoes. Just by sitting like that, he can blend into this room, as if he is a painting in this room.

Lin Chen said: "Uncle, I brought the person you are looking for. Her name is Ning Xia, and she is my classmate."

"Well, Xiaochenzi, wait patiently. I still have a few strokes to finish this painting."

Ningxia looked at him waving his paintbrush chicly, and was very envious. They said that his writing is like a person, and a person is like a painting. His paintings are so good, he must be a very elegant and handsome man.

After hearing this, Lin Chen walked to the other side of the door, poured a glass of boiling water, and handed it to Ning Xia.

"Drink some water, as soon as he said he still had a few strokes, at least he would have to paint for half an hour. He obviously sent him a text message at noon, but he didn't expect him to paint when we came."

"Keep your voice down, let's not disturb him."

What Lin Chen said was right, until the man finished writing at the last moment, exactly half an hour passed.

After tidying up everything very seriously, he looked up at Lin Chen.

Then, she looked at Ningxia carefully, and said softly, "Is this the peony you found for me? Xiaochenzi, your eyesight is indeed good, but her eyes are too clean and pure, and there is no romantic story like peony's eyes."

Seeing the man's face clearly, Ning Xia's eyes froze. He is so special that there are no words to describe his beauty.

He has Su Wenhao's charming sunshine and Ji Lingfeng's deep eyes, but his eyes are more gentle, just like spring water, which can reach the depths of people's hearts softly.

(End of this chapter)