concubine ghost doctor

Chapter 635 How Do You Thank Me (Eighth)

On the rectangular paper that seems to be the size of the palms of two adults, the handwriting is delicate and magnificent. A few short sentences are like paintings, and the more you look at it, the more beautiful it is.

Satisfied, Qing went out to run errands with the flyer in her hand.

After Qing Kui left, Su Liuli realized that he hadn't asked him for a big blank paper, what Su Liuli was going to do was a promotional poster, the kind that could be seen at a glance on the auspicious restaurant.

There are a lot of this kind of paper in her space, and the colors are countless. When she was in Baisha Town, Su Liuli used the paper in the space.

But as soon as this idea appeared, Su Liuli suppressed it. This is the capital city, and there are many people, so it would be bad if something happened.

Su Liuli rummaged through Qing's study, and finally found a large piece of light yellow paper in a corner next to the cabinet. Although it was still smaller than Su Liuli imagined, it satisfied Su Liuli. It is this piece of paper that is not only free of impurities, but also has a hard shell.

Su Liuli immediately pulled it out, placed it on the round table and pressed its four corners with something, stretched a piece of paper, and began to draw freely with a brush.

Su Liuli didn't use other paints, but just drew a simple stick figure with ink, and also drew a few of those Q-version kittens and dogs seen in modern times, and put them next to those fonts. Su Liuli childishly drew a big bun on the little ball that I hadn't seen for a long time.

The font is magnificent and domineering, and outlines the curly tail, which is really beautiful.

Su Liuli forgot the time as soon as she got busy, and she didn't stop writing until someone came in from outside.

"Don't draw, let's eat first." Su Ranchen walked in with a food box, opened the food box, took out the food one by one, and placed them on the small table beside him.

As soon as the steaming food was brought out, the air in the room was wafted with a tempting aroma of vegetables, which attracted the appetite.

Su Liuli put down the brush in her hand, rubbed her sore shoulders and arms, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Su Ranchen noticed her movement, walked behind her and reached out to rub her shoulders.

Su Ranchen put his hand on his shoulder with neither light nor heavy force, rubbing Su Liuli's whole body became weak.

Su Liuli quickly turned her body to the side to avoid his hands: "It's okay, it should be a little sore from bending over for a long time."

"Then you go to eat first, and sleep well later." Su Ranchen stretched out his hand and pulled Su Liuli away, and glanced at the poster on the big round table, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Anthracene, then I'll wash my hands first." Su Liuli didn't refuse. When she first came here, she remembered that there seemed to be a well outside the house, and she had to wash her hands.

After Su Liuli left, Su Ranchen looked at the painting that was about to be completed in front of the round table. With a thought, he took the brush that was placed on the inkstone next to him and began to paint profligately. It was even faster than Su Liuli's speed.

Just when Su Liuli went out to wash his hands, Su Ranchen filled up the remaining vacant places. Su Ranchen looked at it and continued to draw some patterns on the side.

Su Liuli, who came back from washing her hands, saw Su Ranchen finishing with a brush as soon as she entered the door.

(End of this chapter)