peeking at Li Keren, I saw that her expression was solemn and concentrated, as if she was not facing Wang Baoyu's **, but a high-quality canvas. Wang Baoyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, there is no doubt that an artist like Li Keren will become a master sooner or later.

Li Keren painted for a long time, Wang Baoyu was bored lying down, and finally fell asleep in this itchy touch. It wasn't until Li Keren woke him up that Wang Baoyu rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking down, and saw that the front of him was already miserable, painted with various colors.

"Ah, what are they?" Wang Baoyu loves to be clean, and there are so many messy colors on his body, he wants to wipe it when he scratches his hand.

"You dare!" Li Keren shouted, and then said with a smile: "Child, go to the mirror and take a look, this is the painting I am most satisfied with." ”

Wang Baoyu frowned, grinned, came to the mirror to take a look, and was suddenly stunned, hugged his head hard, and almost fainted.

In front of me, there was a large forest with withered leaves, and in the middle of the legs, the painting was indeed a bright-eyed owl, and those feathers were painted as the feathers on the owl's head, and the little brother was painted as the owl's sharp beak. It seems that the owl is quite fierce, and the woods are deep and terrifying, and even the stream in the woods is painted red with blood.

"Eldest sister, why don't you paint a better landscape, this is going to make a ghost movie, it's too weird, right?" Wang Baoyu frowned and asked.

Li Keren laughed and said, "This is because this kid of yours has suddenly become extraordinarily honest, haha, his concentration is good." ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Baoyu asked puzzled.

"Actually, I wanted to draw a long-nosed elephant below you, but I had already thought of it. I didn't expect you to react at all, so I had to temporarily overturn my previous idea and change it to an owl. Li Keren said seriously.

Wang Baoyu was so depressed that he almost threw his little brother away, he was really fucking unlucky, although there was nothing, Li Keren laughed at himself.

According to the prior agreement, Li Keren took a photo, and Wang Baoyu carefully checked the photo in the camera, and there was indeed no face of his own, so he was relieved.

After Li Keren left, Wang Baoyu looked at his watch, it was already midnight, he went to the bathroom and took a new shower, and washed the colorful paint water on the ground, which looked really dirty and uncomfortable.

The next night, Li Keren proposed to paint another painting on Wang Baoyu's back, Wang Baoyu thought about it and agreed, which was regarded as sending the Buddha to the west. But he solemnly warned Li Keren that this was the last time, and also reminded him not to paint such unhappy pictures again, and to paint that kind of flowers, which is pleasing to the eye.

Li Keren chuckled and agreed, so Wang Baoyu lay on the sofa and provided his back skin as a canvas, and Li Keren created it to his heart's content.

Judging from the feeling of the back, Li Keren adopts a freehand painting method, with the action of splashing ink. Because it was lying on his stomach, Wang Baoyu couldn't sleep in a daze, and he tossed until midnight last night, and he felt very tired at the moment.

I don't know how long it took, Li Keren finally finished painting, she stretched her somewhat sore waist with satisfaction, and gently patted Wang Baoyu's buttocks.

"What time is it?" Wang Baoyu opened his sleepy eyes and asked, stood up, and walked towards the bedroom in a daze, he just wanted to go to bed quickly.

"Kid, what are you doing? What about sleepwalking? Li Keren laughed, cleaning up a table of paintbrushes and paints.

"Sleep!" Wang Baoyu's body shook, and he said weakly with half-closed eyes.

"Hey! The painting hasn't been filmed yet? Li Keren suddenly realized a serious problem, shouted behind Wang Baoyu, and chased after him.

But it was already late, Wang Baoyu rubbed his eyes, sat on the bed with a staggering ass, and immediately heard a scream from Li Keren in his ears.

"Ahh My paintings! It's over. Kid, did you do it on purpose? Li Keren felt like he had been pricked by a needle, beating his chest and shouting regretfully.

Wang Baoyu was awakened by Li Keren's shout, and then remembered that there was a painting of Li Keren on his back, and he hurriedly got up, but saw that the white sheets had been painted with paint.

Li Keren loves to be clean, Wang Baoyu knows this very well, he doesn't dare to raise his cheek, for fear that Li Keren will be stimulated and shout when he sees the messy sheets, in which case the neighbors will slam the door. Wang Baoyu said apologetically: "Eldest sister, you see that I am confused, I will buy you new sheets tomorrow." Why don't I wash my ass first, and then you can add up the painting? ”

"You think it's a patch, and you can make it up if you say it's patched? This is not freehand, it can be restored one stroke at a time, this is all created with my inspiration, there will be no second one! What are you still sitting there for, get me out of here! Go away! Li Keren had red eyes, and pulled Wang Baoyu over regardless of it, because the paint had not yet dried up, Wang Baoyu sat down, and the colors on it had long been mixed, and he couldn't see the appearance of the painting.

"Oops! How careless, my hard work, my creativity! Li Keren circled Wang Baoyu's ass back and forth, no matter how he looked at it, it was an irreducible painting, and he couldn't help but sigh again and again, it looked more uncomfortable than losing money, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead made Wang Baoyu feel even more ashamed when he saw it.

"Eldest sister, let's do it, I'll lose one and pay three today. If you have a good idea in the future, I'll let you draw it three more times, how about that? Hey, big sister, be happy, laugh and take a look. Wang Baoyu could only compromise and comfort Li Ke.

"Forget it, it's so hard to cooperate with you every time! I'd better wash the sheets first, I won't be able to wash them off every other night. Li Keren said, and began to clean up the bed.

Wang Baoyu was very embarrassed, went into the bathroom, rinsed the paint on his back, and when he came out, he found that Li Keren was not leaving, pouting his ass and drawing on the sheets.

"Eldest sister, do you want to change the painting on the bed sheet again? As long as you like, I'll pay for it for you. Wang Baoyu asked with a smile, this Li Keren is really weird, if it goes on like this, maybe one day the wall will be painted by her miserably.

Li Keren turned his head suddenly, but he was smiling excitedly, Wang Baoyu said secretly, a woman's face has become really fast, and she won't be happy to be like this if she buys a bed sheet, right? When did it become so coaxing?

"Kid, it's amazing that you don't have an artistic element, but you can provide inspiration for artists!" Li Keren blinked his bright eyes and said happily.

"I don't understand." Wang Baoyu said blankly.

"Look, it's so natural, it's a wonderful pen!" Li Keren pulled Wang Baoyu to the bed, pointed to the sheets and praised again and again.