Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Yu shaomo was in a good mood. He smiled low and turned his head to kiss her: "I'm very sleepy, so go up the mountain and take your easel."

"Ah?" Ning Qiao was stunned and said, "OK."

She doesn't mind carrying the easel, but Ning Qiaoqiao originally planned to suggest Yu shaomo to sleep in the car or stay at the foot of the mountain. She can go up the mountain and paint alone, but Yu shaomo didn't even give her a chance to speak.

Lu Yao handed the prepared easel and paint to Ning Qiaoqiao. Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the paint and took a breath.

The top paint in the world! How expensive!

"What are you doing? Don't go yet. "

Yu shaomo stood in front and turned around.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at him, picked up the easel on his back and followed his footsteps.

"Yu shaomo, do they all stay at the foot of the mountain?" On the mountain road paved with slate, Ning Qiao asked Yu shaomo who was walking in front.

Yu shaomo glanced back at her: "otherwise? In case I have to do something later, do you still want people to watch? "

“……”

He's not serious again.

Ning Qiaoqiao silently glanced, pretended he didn't hear anything, and walked with his head buried seriously.

Yu shaomo's dark eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiao. The girl seemed to think he was joking?

He was joking, but now he seems to want to change his mind

When he reached the top of the mountain, Ning Qiaoqiao found a suitable angle and put out all the painting tools.

Suddenly she saw Yu shaomo throw his suit on the ground. She looked up and said, "what are you doing?"

"Sit on it and draw." Yu shaomo raised his chin high on the ground.

Ning Qiao lowered his head and looked at his expensive and deadly suit in surprise. Did he use it as a carpet?

Ning Qiaoqiao used to learn the basic skills of painting by herself. She didn't have the money to pay for the art class. For example, it was the first time she came out to collect wind today, so she was a little excited and excited.

Sitting on Yu shaomo's suit, Ning Qiaoqiao supported the drawing board in one hand and a pencil in the other hand, ready to outline, and suddenly found a heavy weight on his shoulder.

"Yu shaomo?" Ning Qiao turned his head in surprise and saw Yu shaomo sitting down beside her with his head on her shoulder: "what are you doing?"

"Can't you see sleeping?" Yu shaomo didn't lift his head. His cold voice said angrily.

Ning Qiao was stunned and said in some consternation, "are you going to sleep?"

Yu shaomo took his head away from her shoulder, stood up and stared at her: "I haven't slept all night. Shouldn't I sleep now? Little white eyed wolf, do you think I'm a robot? "

Ning Qiao blinked, swallowed his saliva and said, "no, I don't mean that; But how can I draw if you sleep here? Why don't you go down the hill and sleep in the car? "

And his head is still on her face. It's so heavy.

"Whatever! Draw as you like! If you make me sleep again, you are not allowed to draw! Go back and sleep with me! "

Yu shaomo made a vicious threat. Eagle eyes looked at her dangerously and pressed his head on Ning Qiao's shoulder.

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu shaomo reluctantly. He could only shake his head and concentrate on painting.

The top of the mountain suddenly became quiet. There was only the rustle of the wind and her pencil. The warm sun shone on her in the morning. There was a rainbow bridge between the two mountains opposite Ning Qiaoqiao!

Ning Qiaoqiao almost screamed in surprise. He was afraid that Yu shaomo would wake up and have no good fruit to eat. He quickly hooked the picture with a pencil and put down the pencil to mix the paint.

Because the shoulder is pressed, Ning Qiaoqiao's action is somewhat inconvenient. Mix the paint and then color it slowly

The corners of her lips were hooked all the time.

Ning Qiaoqiao paid all her attention to the painting. I don't know how long later, Yu shaomo's head suddenly moved on her shoulder.

Ning Qiao stopped writing, turned his head and whispered, "Yu shaomo?"

God, is he finally waking up?

Her shoulders are numb!

Yu shaomo stretched out his arm around her waist, frowned, opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes and stared at her: "is the painting finished?"

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned. He put down his brush and rubbed his numb shoulder: "no, it's a little short. I always feel like something's wrong."

It was the first time to collect wind. She had no experience. She was not satisfied with her paintings.

Yu shaomo glanced at her, turned his head to the drawing board, frowned and stared at her.

Ning Qiao rubbed his shoulders, saw Yu shaomo and looked at her painting, looked at Yu shaomo and asked, "Yu shaomo, what's the matter? Don't you think it looks good? "

Yu shaomo glanced back at her without saying anything. His bony hand took the palette from her hand.

What is he going to do?

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu shaomo in surprise. He looked at the picture on the drawing board and frowned slightly. The eagle's eyes flashed. The hand holding the brush suddenly moved and polished the picture quickly!

Ning Qiaoqiao grew up in surprise and looked at Yu shaomo and the pen in his hand without blinking.

A few minutes later, Yu shaomo put down his brush and palette, frowned and glanced at his fingers stained with paint: "OK."

“……”

Ningqiao was stunned.

She can see that her paintings are very general, but under the touch up of Yu shaomo, she just helped her fill in a few strokes and add some colors. The whole painting seems to have changed a style! It's like a trick.

"What are you doing? Find me a tissue! "

When Yu shaomo saw that Ning Qiao was only staring at the picture, he suddenly shouted in some displeasure.

Ning Qiaoqiao returned to his senses and quickly found Lu Yao's prepared wet towel from his small bag and handed it to him: "Yu shaomo, you're great!"

Her eyes are bright, like looking at the most adored idol.

Yu shaomo took the wet towel to wipe his hands, and the eagle stared at her darkly: "I thought you knew this for a long time, and you have a deep taste."

“……”

He's not serious again.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu shaomo somewhat speechless, paused, turned his head to see how to draw, then turned his head to Yu shaomo and asked, "Yu shaomo, who did you learn painting from?"

Ning Qiaoqiao knew that Yu shaomo could draw from the cartoon he drew on the plane last time, but only today did he know that he painted so well.

Yu shaomo's eagle eyes flashed and stared at Ning Qiao vaguely: "do you want to take care of it? You are a little white eyed wolf, not a paparazzi. Why do you ask so many questions! "

“……”

Ning Qiao was stunned and speechless.

"Well, what are you going to do?" Seeing Yu shaomo, Ning Qiaoqiao suddenly picked up the pencil on the ground.

Yu shaomo glanced at Ning Qiao and said, "I'll leave you an exclusive mark."

"Huh? What? " Ning Qiao looked at him suspiciously.

Just a stupefied effort, Yu shaomo stopped his pencil drawing on the drawing paper, took away the pencil and stared at the drawing board with great interest.