The little work of the star boss is delicate and sweet

Chapter 66 I'll Take You to Pick the Stars

An Tian looked at Feng Xingyu confidently: "I know you are a soft-hearted person, you just packaged yourself as cold."

She knows everything.

Feng Xingyu didn't speak, but just pulled her back, it was enough for someone to understand him.

"What did you tell the teacher? I may still fail the exam in the future. You have to be mentally prepared. You will probably have to invite parents when the time comes." An Tian made a notice in advance to save Feng Xingyu from getting angry when the time comes.

Feng Xingyu didn't care: "It doesn't matter what you take the exam, I'm your parent, and I'm happy to meet your teacher in this capacity."

"Ah, you are taking advantage of me." An Tian felt that men all over the world like to take advantage of their words.

"How could I? Could it be that you have other parents besides me?" The man deliberately teased her.

Who else is An Tian here, only this one in front of her: "I only have you, parent."

"Parents, take me to sign up for an art competition."

After the registration was over, Feng Xingyu took people to buy a lot of drawing tools and supplies: "Do you know how? Do you want to hire a teacher for you, or sign up for a training class?"

It happened that there was an art class where I bought supplies. An Tian went to see it curiously. She didn't know how great art has become after so many years of evolution.

When she walked into the classroom and watched the teachers draw simple stick figures and oil paintings, her self-confidence instantly exploded.

"Is this where your current painting is?" Looking at the paintings hanging in the aisle, An Tian couldn't believe it.

Has the rapid development of science and technology degraded these people's art skills? Why are such elementary school-level things put in picture frames?

"What's the matter, do you draw better than this?" Feng Xingyu obviously didn't believe it.

"Let's go, I'll show you when I get home." An Tian pulled someone home, ready to show him that she could be a master-level artist here.

On the way home, An Tian held the sketchpad and looked at the driver.

When he got out of the car, Feng Xingyu saw a portrait of himself driving, which was exactly the same.

Although the lines are enough and not very complicated, they are very similar.

"I kind of believe that you are amazing." Feng Xingyu put away the portrait, not going to return it.

An Tian looked at his little movements, smiled happily, and didn't try to grab it: "This is the most basic, if you like, I can draw you a more complicated and similar one."

"Tangtang is really good at drawing?" Feng Xingyu still couldn't believe that she drew this.

An Tian put the things away and spread out a piece of rice paper: "Let me show you, the real ink paintings, those in the classroom just insulted this fine rice paper."

Feng Xingyu sat and watched the little girl standing at the table seriously drawing.

I was fascinated for a while.

Her aura is really not that of Interstellar, that kind of quiet aura makes it a kind of enjoyment for people to just look at her like this.

An Tian knew that the man on the opposite side was only staring at her, as if trying to see a hole in herself.

While I was happy that I was fascinated by such a handsome man, I was also confused, because I was obviously very ordinary.

Where does such an outstanding person like himself?What if this one goes a little out of the blue.

Feng Xingyu had been quietly watching her draw there.

The whole heart is peaceful, and I always feel that this kind of time seems to be stolen.

It was already late at night when the painting was finished. An Tian hadn't painted for a long time, and was fascinated for a while.

"Look, it's done." When she excitedly looked at the man opposite, Feng Xingyu also stood up and looked at her.

"It's been a long time since I drew. My skills are not as good as before. I used to draw better than this." An Tian happily said her own words there
After talking for a long time, she found that no one responded to her, so she looked up at the man next to her: "Hey, are you listening to me?"

I saw that Feng Xingyu next to her didn't look at her painting at all, but looked at him without blinking.

That fiery look seemed to burn her out of a hole.

"Look at what I do, look at the painting..." Before An Tian could finish her sentence, her lips were sealed.

Different from the previous two kisses, this time Feng Xingyu was as hot as fire, wishing to burn her up.

An Tian was in a daze, and could only let him attack the city.

Feng Xingyu tried his best to control himself, hugged him on the table and sat down.

Only then let people go.

The tip of the noses of the two touched each other's breath, and the man's deep voice penetrated into An Tian's eardrums through the charming warmth: "I really don't want to just let you go."

An Tian blushed shyly, looked into the man's eyes with wet eyes: "I'm an adult..."

Feng Xingyu put one hand on the table and imprisoned her in his arms, and slowly moved closer to her ear.

The other hand slid down the back.

The hot and humid temperature on the earlobe made An Tian tremble.

"I'll wait for you for another two years."

An Tian was about to be forced to cry by him, she hugged him with a strange feeling, and complained, "Then don't tease me."

Feng Xingyu hugged him, and smiled lowly: "Okay, my Tangtang is still young, so I have to grow up obediently."

"Let you see my paintings." The little girl said coquettishly.

"But you look better when you paint." The man's coquettish and gentle voice was about to melt An Tian's candy.

This time, the little girl smiled and touched the man's soft hair: "Then do you still want to look at my paintings?"

Feng Xingyu reluctantly let go of him and looked at the paintings on the table.

An Tian also turned sideways to look at the painting on the table.

Red brick walls, yellow glazed tiles, playful persimmons hanging on the branches against the white snow, hanging in front of the palace wall.

It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

"Where is this?" Feng Xingyu asked curiously, he had never seen such a building, nor had he seen such a fruit.

An Tian gently groped the edge of the painting with her hands: "This is my hometown, a place that everyone in my hometown knows."

"Is your hometown beautiful?" Feng Xingyu could tell from her nostalgic eyes, it must be beautiful.

An Tian reached out to hug his arm, and leaned her head lightly on his shoulder: "It's beautiful, especially in winter, it's the place everyone dreams of."

She didn't know if she would have the chance to see such a scene in the future.

Only by drawing her memory down.

It's just that she didn't know that she didn't remember everything.

Feeling the little girl's sadness, the man embraced her: "There is no such building, no such fruit, and no such white snow here, but I can give it to you, which you don't have there."

"What?" The little girl looked up at him curiously.

Looking at her clear eyes, like stars: "I will take you to see the Milky Way, and I will take you to pick the stars."

　A super chapter~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)