I, the first son, became a woman

I, the first son, became a woman Chapter 780

Let the whole house look brightly lit, brighter than ever before.

These two little girls, and many servants in the house.

After finishing my own business.

They all stood aside with doubts and curiosity, blinking their eyes.

Check out the artist from time to time.

He looked at Xia Juan and Ye Ning from time to time.

The whole house was suddenly very lively tonight.

Everyone gathered together.

But also unprecedentedly quiet.

One by one kept silent, just making eye contact.

Xia Juan sat on the chair.

From the very beginning it was like sitting on pins and needles.

Up to now, she has gotten used to it, and she seems a little more comfortable.

It's just that she is still a little urgent after all.

After all, if the portrait had been painted sooner.

Then I can take it to the matchmaker earlier and ask her to pass it on to that Li Ruoshui.

At that time, I will set up a plan to let the two meet.

Then more or less add fuel to the flames, making some small episodes such as heroes saving the beauty.

Then you're done!

By myself, I have achieved my goal, the sky is high and the birds are flying!

Thinking of this, I was really a little excited and excited for a while.

The helplessness and exhaustion on his face instantly turned into a smile.

Subconsciously, Xia Juan's head tilted towards Ye Ning unconsciously.

"Oh?"

His brow moved slightly, as if he had finally caught something that satisfied him.

Holding the pen in his hand, he didn't know how long he paused, and he fumbled for a long time in place.

When she saw Xia Juan turning her head with a smile, revealing a brilliance.

Finally, he slowly sketched on the paper, and began to draw with ink and wash.

"Miss Xia, you're done!"

Almost just a short stick of incense time.

The old painter finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly.

He looked contentedly at the portrait in front of him with his back to Xia Juan.

"Oh? It's finally done?!"

In an instant, his whole body looked like a deflated ball.

Xia Juan sighed, almost slumped on the chair.

But soon, she hurriedly stood up again and walked over.

It took me a long time to get ready to see the painting.

What does the painting that tortured myself to death look like.

I have spent so much thought and time.

This old man must be painted more resembling and more beautiful!

Although the main purpose is to draw a portrait of Ye Ning, and then show it to Li Ruoshui.

But I have paid so much for myself.

If the painter handed over the work so-so, then Xia Juan might really want to cry.

The footsteps approached unhurriedly.

The painter in front of him stepped aside so that Xia Juan could look down at the whole work.

Look down.

Xia Juan saw it on the white drawing paper.

He and Ye Ning were sitting on chairs, next to each other.

Just different from what I expected.

It's on paper.

He showed a happy smile, almost squinting his eyes, like a crescent moon.

And his head was also tilted towards Ye Ning, as if he was about to fall into his arms and act like a baby.

Ye Ning in the painting is smiling.

Those eyes were also vaguely present at the same time, looking at him affectionately, like sneaking a peek.

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This guy……

When I was laughing just now, the person surnamed Ye was peeking at me?

Or is it just the old man's specially processed art? !

Xia Juan frowned, thoughtfully.

Behind him, he also felt a shadow slowly approaching him.

Xia Juan turned his head to look.

At some point, Ye Ning was standing with his hands behind his back, smiling and standing behind him, scanning the painting.

"Miss Xia, not bad!"

"Just now I always felt that there was something lacking in taste, so I was thinking hard, but I couldn't write for a long time, and I couldn't find the inspiration for the portrait."

"But just so..."

"That's right, that smile of yours just now is like the fragrance coming from the poem."

"Plus Mr. Ye's expression..."

"Tsk tsk tsk! The work of Tianhe, the work of Tianhe!"

The old man painter looked at his work happily and slightly excitedly.

He looked at Xia Juan and Ye Ning proudly and happily.

Ye Ning naturally squinted his eyes, and nodded gratifiedly and generously.

But on Xia Juan's side, she felt a little depressed for a while.

"You... know us?"

Xia Juan hesitated for a moment, then frowned, and set his eyes on the old man.

"Of course I do!"

The old man patted his head, revealing a simple yet enlightened smile.

"By the way, Mr. Ye, you and I met each other last time when we celebrated the birthday of the General's Mansion, do you remember?!"

"Ye Ning naturally remembers."

A faint smile, like a spring breeze.

Ye Ning nodded, and couldn't help but look at the still wet portrait from the corner of the eye.

draw on.

Xia Juan was brimming with happiness and joy, tilted her head, and walked towards her arms.

As for himself, he looked dull, like a stone.

But his eyes carefully landed on Xia Juan's body.

It's like subconscious, and it's like instinct.

Anyone who looks at it will think that this is a very loving, lively and cheerful couple.

But actually...

This is just an emotion expressed by two people thinking about different things in their hearts.

It just happened to be captured by the painter at the same time.

Simply put, it's a coincidence.

Or rather, an illusion.

only……

Seeing such a painting, and then seeing the situation and the two people in the painting.

After all, Ye Ning couldn't help but pursed his lips into a smile, and his mood jumped a lot.

He blinked his eyes and came back to his senses.

After a little thought, he nodded and spoke slowly.

"Just now, I saw a familiar look, but I was afraid of recognizing the wrong person, so I didn't dare to go up and disturb the old man's serious painting."

"Haha, Mr. Ye is being polite!"

When the old gentleman heard that Ye Ning finally recognized him, he burst out laughing.

Between the laughter of the two.

Xia Juan's complexion suddenly became more and more ugly.

what...

Are you and Yeoning so famous now? !

It was not easy to find a painter who is a good painter.

But he actually knew himself again?

and so……

The old man thought I was looking for him.

It was to paint a family picture for our "newlyweds".

That's why we add oil and vinegar to make us so sweet and warm.