Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 416 What a Beautiful Painting
The expression on his face is also shallow.

"That's it, you draw."

Ye Weitian urged.

"..."

Seeing her like this, Long Qianyao couldn't help but smile.

He first drew her small face on the drawing paper. For some reason, he casually sketched and drew it. It was her figure under the sycamore tree before.

"Is the painting finished??"

Ye Weitian lay there, feeling a little stiff.

"It will be fine in a while."

Long Qianyao replied.

"..."

Although he waited for his answer, Ye Weitian still felt quite strange.

Although he stopped brows with his hands, his eyes didn't seem to be looking at him.

Then, why are you still lying here? ?

She sat up abruptly, and sure enough, Long Qianyao still didn't move.

The villain! !
Ye Weitian angrily walked up to him, just about to teach him a lesson.

But looking down at the picture on his drawing paper, her whole body was about to melt.

He is currently coloring, and the picture on the drawing paper is almost fully formed.

It's the scene I just came back from, a street with yellow plane trees on both sides.

There are scattered sycamore leaves on the ground, and sycamore leaves are flying in the air.

She was stepping back, with her hands slightly open, her hair and skirt fluttering with the wind and the leaves of the sycamore tree.

In the painting, there is only one figure.

But such a painting has a sweet, warm and unexpected beauty.

After finishing the drawing, Long Qianyao wrote the date below, and quickly drew two Q version people.

Seeing those two people in Q version, Ye Weitian was shocked again.

The man looked at the hairstyle, it should be Long Qianyao, so who is this woman? ?

It was exactly the same as the one he drew last time during class.

"What is this Q version??"

she asked cautiously.

"Of course it's the two of us, it's not cute."

Long Qianyao stood up and watched.

He also hasn't painted for a long time, and it seems that his painting skills have not diminished in the past.

"Both of us."

Ye Weitian read these words silently, a kind of sweetness melted in the bottom of her heart.

Long Qianyao is a big bastard!snort!

"What?? Is my painting so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it??"

Long Qianyao reached out and tapped her nose, and immediately her nose was stained with some yellow paint.

"Ah, disgusting."

Ye Weitian stretched out her hand to wipe it, then pouted and looked at him.

"Also, you didn't draw me just now, which made me lie on the sofa for a long time."

Ye Weitian put her hands on her hips and stared at her unhappily.

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of Ye Weitian's appearance just now, Long Qianyao couldn't help laughing, she was indeed quite silly just now.

"Hmph, I'm angry."

Hearing her still wild laughter, Ye Weitian walked to the sofa and sat down firmly.

"Okay, okay, how can you not be angry??"

Long Qianyao asked again.

"You cook for me."

"it is good."

Long Qianyao nodded, and went to the kitchen obediently.

"Why are you so cheerful??"

Ye Weitian had a moment of distrust.

"Grandma marinated the steak in the morning and prepared to make it for us in the evening, but my aunt called in the afternoon and she had to go, so grandma asked me to bring you back to eat."

Long Qianyao put on his apron and started to do it.

Ye Weitian knelt on the sofa, watching him cooking in the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)