Yu Shaomo was in a good mood, chuckled, turned his head to kiss her: "I'm very sleepy, so you take the easel when you go up the mountain." ”

"Huh?" Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Okay." ”

She didn't mind carrying the easel, but Ning Qiaoqiao originally planned to suggest that Yu Shaomo sleep in the car for a while, or simply stay under the mountain, she could go up the mountain to 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, who looked at the paint and immediately gasped.

The world's best pigments! It's so expensive!

"What are you doing? Don't go yet. ”

Yu Shaomo stood in front and turned around.

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

"Yu Shaomo, did they all stay at the bottom of the mountain?" On the road up the mountain paved with stone slabs, Ning Qiaoqiao asked Yu Shaomo, who was walking in front.

Yu Shaomo glanced back at her: "Otherwise?" What do you want to be seen by the people in case I'm going to do it? ”

“……”

He's not serious again.

Ning Qiaoqiao pursed her lips speechlessly, pretending that she hadn't heard anything, and walked seriously with her head down.

Yu Shaomo's dark eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao, this girl seemed to think he was joking?

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

Arriving at the top of the mountain, Ning Qiaoqiao found a suitable angle and took out all the tools for painting.

Suddenly seeing Yu Shaomo throwing her suit on the ground, she raised her head: "What are you doing?" ”

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

Ning Qiaoqiao lowered his head and glanced at his expensive suit with some surprise, is it used as a carpet like this?

Ning Qiaoqiao used to teach herself the basic skills of painting, she didn't have the money to pay for the art class, like today is the first time to come out to collect style, all the excitement and excitement that can't be suppressed.

Sitting on Yu Shaomo's suit, Ning Qiaoqiao was holding a sketchpad with one hand and a pencil in the other, ready to outline the outline, and suddenly found a weight on his shoulders.

"Yu Shaomo?" Ning Qiaoqiao turned her head in surprise, only to see Yu Shaomo sitting down beside her, his head resting on her shoulder: "What are you doing?" ”

"Can't see sleeping?" Yu Shaomo didn't raise his head, and said angrily in a cold voice.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and said with some astonishment: "You want to sleep?" ”

Yu Shaomo took his head off her shoulder, straightened up and stared at her: "I haven't slept all night, shouldn't I sleep now?" Little white-eyed wolf, you think I'm a robot? ”

Ning Qiaoqiao blinked, swallowed his saliva, and said, "No, I didn'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 was still pressed against her, so heavy.

"No matter! Draw whatever you like! If you make any more noise, I'll not allow you to draw if I sleep! Go back to sleep with me! ”

Yu Shaomo threatened viciously, his eagle eyes looked at her dangerously, and then pressed his head on Ning Qiaoqiao's shoulder.

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo a little helplessly, so she could only shake her head and start painting intently.

The top of the mountain suddenly fell silent, only the wind and the rustle of her pencil, the warm morning sun shone on her body, and between the two mountains opposite Ning Qiaoqiao, a rainbow bridge really appeared!

Ning Qiaoqiao almost screamed in surprise, and was afraid that he would wake up Yu Shaomo and have no good fruit to eat, so he hurriedly hooked the drawing with a pencil, and put down the pencil to mix the paint.

Because of the pressure on his shoulders, Ning Qiaoqiao's movements were somewhat inconvenient, so he mixed the paint and then slowly colored......

The corners of her lips have been hooked all the time during this process.

Ning Qiaoqiao paid all her attention to the painting, and she didn't know how long it took, but Yu Shaomo's head, which was pressing on her shoulder, suddenly moved.

Ning Qiaoqiao stopped her pen, turned her head and whispered, "Yu Shaomo? ”

Oh my God, is he finally waking up?

Her shoulders were numb!

Yu Shaomo stretched out his arm to wrap around her waist, frowned and opened his eyes, squinting at her: "Finished painting?" ”

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, put down the paintbrush, and rubbed his numb shoulder: "No, it's still a little bit, I always feel that something seems to be wrong." ”

In the end, it was the first time to collect style, and she had no experience, and even she was a little dissatisfied with the paintings she painted.

Yu Shaomo glanced at her, turned his head to look at the drawing board, frowned, and stared with some scrutiny.

Ning Qiaoqiao rubbed her shoulders, saw that Yu Shaomo was still looking at the painting she had drawn, looked at Yu Shaomo, and asked, "Yu Shaomo, what's wrong?" Do you think it doesn't look good? ”

Yu Shaomo glanced back at her, didn't say anything, and took the palette from her hand with a big knuckle in his hand.

What is he going to do?

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo with some surprise, only to see him glance at the painting on the drawing board, frowning slightly, his eagle eyes flashed, and the hand holding the paintbrush suddenly moved, and he quickly polished the painting!

Ning Qiaoqiao grew his mouth in surprise, and looked at Yu Shaomo and the pen in his hand without blinking.

After a few minutes, Yu Shaomo put down his paintbrush and palette, frowned and glanced at his fingers stained with paint: "Okay." ”

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao was already stunned.

She can see that the paintings she painted are very ordinary, but under Yu Shaomo's polishing, she just helped her fill in a few strokes and accentuate some colors, and the whole painting seemed to have a different style! It's like a juggle.

"What are you doing? Why don't you find me a tissue! ”

Yu Shaomo saw that Ning Qiaoqiao was just staring straight at the painting, and suddenly shouted with some displeasure.

Ning Qiaoqiao came back to her senses, and hurriedly found the wet wipes prepared by Lu Yao from the small bag and handed them over: "Yu Shaomo, you are so amazing!" ”

Her eyes were bright, as if she were looking at her most admired idol.

Yu Shaomo took the wet towel and wiped his hands, and stared at her darkly: "I thought you already knew this, and you had a deep taste." ”

“……”

He's not serious again.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu Shaomo a little speechlessly, paused, turned his head to look at the painting, then turned his head to look at Yu Shaomo, and asked, "Yu Shaomo, who did you learn to paint?" ”

From the cartoon he drew on the plane last time, Ning Qiaoqiao knew that Yu Shaomo could draw, but today he knew that he was so good at drawing.

Yu Shaomo's eagle eyes flashed, and his eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao with some obscurity: "You want to take care of it?" You're a little white-eyed wolf and not a paparazzi, ask so much what to do! ”

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned and speechless.

"Eh, what are you going to do?" Ning Qiaoqiao saw Yu Shaomo suddenly pick up the pencil on the ground.

Yu Shaomo turned his head and glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao: "Leave you a mark that is exclusive to you." ”

"Huh? What the? Ning Qiaoqiao looked at him suspiciously.

Just stunned, Yu Shaomo's pencil on the drawing paper stopped, took the pencil and stared at the drawing board with interest.

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