Chapter 142 The Imaginary You
The paintbrush has just drawn a little bit on the drawing paper, and the paintbrush is taken away from the fingers.

Mucheng was slightly taken aback, and turned around to take a look.

There was a smile on the corner of Di Yao's mouth, and her pen was held in his slender fingers.

"Ah... you're back!"

Mucheng was overjoyed for a while, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hung her whole body on his body.

"Ah."

Di Yao nodded, seeing her happy face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"So happy!"

Mucheng let go of him, stood on the ground with both feet, and wrapped her arms around his arms again.

"What are you drawing?"

Di Yao looked at the paper on which she had just drawn a few strokes.

"nothing!"

Mucheng shook her head, suddenly she looked at Di Yao with a smile as if she remembered something.

As soon as Di Yao saw her smiling like this, he guessed what she was thinking.

He didn't make a sound, just waited patiently.

"Let's sit with each other and paint each other!"

Mucheng's eyes were shining, like the stars in the sky.

"it is good!"

As long as she likes it, he will say yes.

"Ok!"

Mucheng called and asked Xiaoju to send a flower stand, and the two sat opposite each other.

To start, enter the painting with the person opposite.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the orange light and shadow were sprinkled on the calm and waveless lake like a dream.

Di Yao stood by the lake, holding a paintbrush in his hand, brushing and adding and subtracting on the drawing paper.

On Mucheng's side, the expressions on her face were colorful, in short, she was overjoyed.

After a while, Mucheng finished the painting. She looked carefully at the painting she had just drawn, and then looked up at Di Yao, feeling that she had drawn Di Yao's seven-point beauty.

At this moment, Di Yao also raised his head, looked at her with a smile, and put away his brush.

"You finished drawing too!"

Mucheng trotted over quickly, and leaned in front of him to have a look.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw his painting, I immediately froze.

"Did you draw me??"

Her tone was a little helpless.

Is this ugly thing really her? ?
The way he smiled was simply horrible.

"This is the expression you just painted for me. Although it is a bit ugly, it is better than nature."

Di Yao commented solemnly.

Mucheng was a little helpless, was she lifting a rock and hitting her own foot like this?
The him I drew was very strange, it was him in my imagination.

However, when he was imagining, he showed such a strange expression, so the self he drew was also very strange.

"Did I just like this?"

Di Yao had already walked up to her easel, looking at her painting, he was immediately puzzled.

"You in my imagination."

Mucheng smiled dryly.

Di Yao walked over, hugged her, and smiled.

"Tonight, I invited Li Fan and the others over for dinner, shall we cook together??"

Di Yao asked.

"Okay!"

Mucheng nodded again and again, they were so good before, it was thanks to them a lot.

Therefore, this meal is a must.

So the two happily went back to cook without mentioning it.

When the two of them finished cooking, Li Fan and Zuo Yueran had already arrived, followed by an adult and a child.

"Ohno, you're back!"

When Di Yao saw the man in front of him, he was extremely happy, and when he walked up to him, the man also showed a slight smile.

(End of this chapter)

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