People in the original god, part-time river god

The more he wanted to forget, the clearer Feng Yi's figure became.

Thinking of the scene of Feng Yi kissing her repeatedly in order to keep her awake that day, Ke Qing suddenly blushed.

"Shh!"

Feng Yi covered Hongye's mouth to keep her from making a sound.

He would like to see what Keqing's portrait of him looks like?

Hong Ye chuckled, nodded in agreement, and gestured to Feng Yi at the desk.

Hong Ye looked at Feng Yi, tiptoed towards the desk, and immediately covered her mouth with a snicker, so as not to arouse the vigilance of the lady.

Since the lady came back, she has been chanting Mr. Feng Yi's name to him, and the woman told her directly that the lady must be emotional.

Hongye decided to help the young lady to speed up the tearing of the window paper, and the portrait that the young lady made for Mr. Feng Yi was an opportunity.

Hongye put the dust song pot in her hand on the table, then hid in the corner, quietly waiting for the development of the matter.

'I didn't expect Keqing to have such a talent for painting! '

Feng Yi saw himself in the portrait, with both charm and charm, as if he had come to life, unrestrained and uninhibited.

Feng Yi looked at the pen and paper beside him, his hands suddenly itched, and he was about to draw a picture for Ke Qing.

Study ink and start writing, writing like a god.

After he stopped writing and waited for the ink to dry, Feng Yi nodded in satisfaction.

The clear sky in his paintings, the pulse in the eyes, and the place where the flowers are full.

Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes look forward to Xi.

Between the young girl and the young master, she is charming, elegant and graceful, graceful and charming...

It's just that Feng Yi can't draw clothes, which really lowers the level of this painting.

"Hongye, you are so slow! Why haven't you brought it over yet?"

Keqing frowned, and anxiously urged.

"Miss, wait a moment, I'll bring it here!"

Hong Ye blinked frantically at Feng Yi, signaling him to hurry up, or he would reveal his secrets.

Feng Yi gave Hongye a reassuring look, and didn't care about the wet ink, picked up the two paintings and walked towards Keqing.

"Why are you so slow, little girl? Did you peek at my Feng Yi!"

Hearing gradual footsteps, Ke Qing laughed and joked.

"Ahem... when did I belong to you?"

It turned out that Ke Qing, who was staying at home, looked like this. Feng Yi was shocked by Ke Qing's bold speech.

"Feng...Feng...Feng Yi! Why are you here?! Didn't Hongye say you didn't come?"

Keqing was stunned for a few seconds when she heard the voice in Missing, and then opened her eyes to start, both surprised and delighted by Feng Yi's appearance!

"Miss, I didn't say Mr. Feng Yi wasn't here!"

Hongye, who was crouching in the corner, suddenly raised her hand mottled to defend her innocence.

"Ahh~ Hongye, you little girl, you actually dare to play tricks on me!"

Ke Qing suddenly realized that what she said to herself just now might have been overheard by Feng Yi, and she no longer had the face to look directly at Feng Yi!

In order to hide her shy and flustered mood, Keqing jumped out of bed, catching Hongye was a burst of revenge.

"Little...Miss~ Hongye knows I was wrong, please forgive me this time!"

Faced with Keqing's tickling punishment, Hongye couldn't breathe with laughter, and quickly surrendered.

"Let's see if you dare to tease me next time!"

Keqing stopped punishing Hongye and tidied up her somewhat messy pajamas.

After the fight just now, the panic in my heart has been washed away a lot.

"Feng...Feng...Feng Yi, why are you looking for me?"

Keqing thought she had calmed down, but she still exposed herself when she opened her mouth.

Head: I've calmed down, don't worry!

Mouth: You fart!

"What... why? Didn't you ask me to come here?"

Feng Yi was asked, what nonsense is this girl talking about?

How incoherent! ?

"Oh... that's right! I almost forgot, the thing is like this..."

Ke Qing grounded her by her father, and then told Feng Yi some of her own guesses.

"So that's the case, then you want me to help you escape?"

"Of course, I am Yuheng of Liyue Seven Stars, how can I hide behind the common people and stand by?"

Ke Qing said seriously that although her father might be doing it for her own good, he ignored her current identity.

If you are in his position, seek his job!

Since she is Liyue's Yuheng star, she has the duty to protect Liyue.

"It's simple, as long as you enter the dust song pot with me later, let Hongye take the dust song pot out of the mansion, and you can escape without anyone noticing!"

With the artifact of smuggling, the Dust Song Pot, Feng Yi felt that it was a trivial matter.

As for the complicated matter between Ke Qing and her father, Feng Yi, as an outsider, was not prepared to get involved.

Feng Yi only offered a helping hand because Ke Qing was a friend.

"Feng Yi, thank you..."

Ke Qing smiled, and she knew that Feng Yi was omnipotent. If she encountered difficulties, she could just find Feng Yi, and Feng Yi would definitely be able to solve them.

She applauds her wit.

"By the way, Keqing, I didn't expect you to have a talent for painting. This painting looks like a famous artist. It's really good,"

Feng Yi glanced at himself in the portrait and was amazed.

Moreover, Keqing's aesthetic talent is also good, matching her expression and clothes to complement each other.

Feng Yi didn't have this kind of talent, so he didn't draw clothes for the portrait he drew for Keqing...

"Quick... give it back to me quickly! Feng Yi, you forget about this, okay?"

Keqing snatched the portrait from Feng Yi's hand. The portrait she used to enshrine her thoughts was seen by the other party. What should I do?

For a moment, Ke Qing scratched the ground with her toes in embarrassment.

His eyes were evasive, and he didn't look at Feng Yi.

"Obviously the painting is pretty good, why are you still shy? Come and see what I drew for you. Although the level of this painting is not as good as yours, I really tried my best!"

Feng Yi spread his own painting on Keqing's bed for the other party to appreciate.

"Feng...Feng Yi, you...why don't you draw...clothes!"

Seeing that Feng Yi painted her without clothes, Keqing blushed suddenly, angry and annoyed.

"I'm not good enough! I don't have the talent like you! How about putting this painting in your place first? Can you add a few more strokes and clothes when you find time?"

Feng Yi retorted weakly.

"Hmph~ this is the best!"

Ke Qing was very satisfied with Feng Yi's sensible approach, so she quickly folded up the portrait and stuffed it into her clothes.

Chapter 100, Ke Qing and Shen He

"Feng...Feng Yi, you turn around first, I'll change clothes! Hongye, help me watch..."

Ke Qing was going to change the pajamas she was wearing into ordinary clothes for daily travel, but the room was so big, Ke Qing could only let Hong Ye look at Feng Yi, and told Feng Yi not to peek.

"Miss, you can rest assured and leave it to me! I am the most reliable in doing things!"

Hongye patted her chest and promised.

Feng Yi turned around, listening to the rustling sound of undressing behind him, he seemed to have a picture in his mind.

Feng Yi: Just listening to this voice, I can eat three bowls of rice!

At this moment, Hongye blinked at Feng Yi, pointed to the direction behind Feng Yi with her finger, and then made a confidential gesture.

Hongye: Uncle, don’t worry and watch boldly!I'll help you out!

She can feel Miss's affection for Feng Yi, why is Feng Yi still like a piece of wood?

As a man, don't you know how to take the initiative?

To make her an outsider busy!

Fortunately, Feng Yi's head was not completely broken, and he managed to understand what she meant.

Feng Yi turned his head slightly, just in time to see the picture of Keqing wearing a bellyband.

That touch of white is so tall and straight.

Feng Yi suddenly felt that when he first painted, he was still too conservative.

After all, I haven't seen the real size before, so it's all based on guesswork, so the painting is one size smaller.

If he was asked to paint again, Feng Yi would definitely make a higher level painting.

"Feng Yi! How can you peek!"

Keqing found Feng Yi peeping, and stared angrily, feeling ashamed and annoyed.

"And you Hongye, didn't I let you look at Feng Yi? What did Feng Yi do to you? You just sold me?!"

Keqing was bullied by Hongye and Feng Yi's co-founder, she seemed like an outsider!

Unexpectedly, not only did Hongye not know how to reflect on herself, but she also made gestures to Keqing and said: "Come on, miss, take the uncle down as soon as possible!"

What uncle?

Keqing was ashamed and angry, when did she expose it?It was also discovered by Hongye!

How does this make her sophistry?

When Feng Yi's gaze swept over, Ke Qing immediately lowered her head to avoid her gaze, and she suddenly lost her confidence after being teased by Hongye.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to see how the wound is recovering?"

Feng Yi took a quick glance just now and found that the wound on Keqing's abdomen seemed to have disappeared.

Is the healing effect of the golden bear's paw so heaven-defying?

How long has it been since?

It's completely healed, and there doesn't seem to be even a scar.

It seems that Feng Yi still underestimated the value of the golden bear's paw.

From the perspective of healing, it is more precious than some demon meat.

"It turned out to be like this! After eating that bowl of medicinal food, less than an hour passed, my injury was completely recovered, and there was no scar left..."

It turned out that Feng Yi was misunderstood, Feng Yi was concerned about her injury, Ke Qing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Ke Qing lifted up her clothes, revealing the location of the original wound on her abdomen, and motioned Feng Yi to rest assured.

Feng Yi nodded. The new skin on the wound was smoother and more tender, and it might assimilate to a normal skin color after a while.

"It's getting late, let's start now! Keqing, follow me into the dust song pot, Hongye, you are still the same as when you came in, take this teapot out!"

After Feng Yi explained, he opened the lid and dragged Ke Qing into it.

"It's amazing!"

Although it was not the first time for Hongye to see it, she was still shocked by the magic of the teapot.

With a sigh of emotion, he took the dust song pot and left the room.