Chapter 138 Drawing
Song Yixi said pleasantly, "Is it possible?"

He generously praised: "Of course. You are beautiful."

Wen Shiyu listened to what they said, his face getting darker and darker.

When Song Yixi sat down and the street artist picked up his brush to paint for her, he raised his leg and kicked her off the stool!
His face was very gloomy.

Song Yixi's eyes widened immediately: "Wen Shiyu, what are you doing!"

Who knew that after kicking her down, he sat on the seat by himself, and shouted at her like a master: "I'll draw for you!"

Song Yixi: "..." Will he?

The street painter was open-minded, and he didn't get angry when he was kicked. He shrugged his shoulders and handed over the position to him: "You come here."

He was on the sidelines ready to observe.

Who knew that Wen Shiyu wouldn't even let others look at him, and rushed away fiercely: "Go aside!"

"Why?" The street painter was puzzled.

He said confidently: "Song Yixi can see you from this angle, what if she falls in love with you!"

That dead woman said she liked it so much that she wanted to marry the painter!
"Who is Song Yixi?"

Song Yixi who was sitting in front was really going to die of anger from him.

This dog man...

She fell in love with a ghost!

The street painter looked dazed and was pushed aside by Wen Shiyu.

……

Wen Shiyu is good-looking, with a slender and neat figure. It is a beautiful scenery to sit there and not speak. He also has a good posture. Those who don't know think he is very powerful.

Song Yixi gradually felt that he was very powerful.

People slowly gathered around, although most of them were women, and they were all looking at his face.

Wen Shiyu's earnest appearance is especially attractive, even Song Yixi, who is used to his appearance, can't help but feel a little embarrassed to be stared at by him like this.

She couldn't help moving.

"Woman! Don't move!" He was very strict and said harshly to her.

Song Yixi let out a dumbfounded oh, and sat up straight.

I don't know what kind of masterpiece he will draw...

The women around gradually felt dissatisfied from admiring his beauty in front of him, and they got closer and closer to him. By the way, they also wanted to see how good the paintings drawn by such a handsome man were.

Wen Shiyu was impatient and chased people away: "Stay away, stay away!" These ugly women!

The eyes of these foreign women fell on his paintings, with indescribably strange expressions on their faces.

"..."

After about half an hour, Song Yixi's neck was so tired, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you still okay?"

The street painters next to him were a little sleepy and yawned.

Wen Shiyu took a look at her, and finally put away his pen. After finishing the work, he threw away the bruised pen, stood up imposingly, pulled out the drawing paper, and came to Song Yixi.

He said solemnly: "Girl, this is the first painting I gave you, you should treasure it carefully!"

Song Yixi's eyes were bright, she nodded her head like pounding garlic, and said happily, "Okay!"

Seeing her like this, Wen Shiyu felt a little embarrassed, touched his ears, and said humbly for the first time: "I'm not very good at drawing."

Song Yixi shook her head: "It must be very good-looking, show me quickly!"

Wen Shiyu handed her his painting.

Song Yixi quickly picked it up, and after only one glance, she petrified in place.

The man looked at her expectantly. If he had a tail behind him at the moment, it would be wagging happily. He asked, "Do you like it?"

Song Yixi swallowed, met his expectant eyes, and said, "It's... okay."

 These two days are less because my Kawen card is flying, and today I straighten out more, but why don’t you vote for me, our dog man’s ranking is falling like crazy, I’m crying so loud

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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