For Song Huayi's words about Da Qiao and Gu Fei, Zhan Shaoyin's response was: They are idle and idle, and I don't have no salary, so if there is any trouble, let them follow.

Song Huayi: My husband has the final say.

With Zhan Shaoyin's permission, Song Huayi immediately happily ran to the dormitory group to talk to Sister Hua and the others, and also gave Su Xiang an accurate answer.

But there is an appointment tomorrow, which means that she has no time to draw tomorrow, and the Christmas benefits she promised readers have not yet been drawn, so she has to hold back the benefits today, so that she can go out tomorrow with peace of mind.

Thinking so, Song Huayi immediately ran upstairs and turned on the computer, looking at the picture she was going to draw next, she was still a little at a loss.

After struggling for a while, she picked up her mobile phone again and clicked on Zhan Shaoyin's chat page, saying: Husband, you can do me another favor.

Zhan Shaoyin: Huh?

Song Huayi: If you take a picture of your hand and give it to me, it will be your hand in its natural state.

Zhan Shaoyin was puzzled, but he did so and quickly threw the photo over.

His hand Song has been coveting it for a long time, and this will be just a casual slap, which is enough to make the hand control crazy.

Song Huayi looked at the photo and smiled with satisfaction, well, it was the effect she wanted.

Immediately, Song Huayi knocked another line of words: Is there anything stick-like around you?

y. Zhan Shaoyin probably looked around the room, and it took a few seconds before he replied: Table bench legs?

Song Huayi: Is there anything else? It can be picked up separately, similar to a pen, but a little thicker than a pen.

Zhan Shaoyin didn't ask her what she wanted to do, but cooperated with her description very seriously, and then took a photo of a mineral water bottle and asked Song Huayi: Is this okay?

The corners of Song Huayi's mouth twitched, imagining that the picture seemed to be a little too exciting, so he replied: Not very good, a little too big, just about ...... Similar to cucumber carrots?

As soon as he heard these two vegetables, Zhan Shaoyin didn't know if he wanted to be crooked, and always felt that something was wrong, so he asked Song Huayi: What do you want to do?

Song Huayi: You just have to look for it.

Zhan Shaoyin: No.

Song Huayi was also thinking of suitable items in her mind, and when she saw the large and small bottles of skin care products on the dressing table, she immediately thought of a suitable item, and sent a message to Zhan Shaoyin and said: The perfume I bought for you before, the bottle is quite suitable, you look for it, I will stuff it in the suitcase for you.

Zhan Shaoyin: And then?

Song Huayi: Just take it in your hand and take a picture of me.

Zhan Shaoyin did so, but the gesture he made was not what Song Hua intended, he was completely spreading his palms to show the perfume bottle.

Song Huayi: If you change your gesture, just hold the bottle, but don't hold it too tightly, it probably feels like a little 'desire', you find an angle to shoot it for me.

Zhan Shaoyin: ?

Song Huayi: Hurry up, I'm sure you can understand what I mean.

Zhan Shaoyin took a picture of the perfume bottle according to what she said, although he didn't understand what Song Huayi said about "desire", but his hand itself was the existence of "desire", and it had an effect with a casual shot.

Song Huayi hurriedly saved the picture excitedly, and then said: You just use this pose, and take a few more angles for me, and I will choose it myself.

Zhan Shaoyin took seven or eight more photos one after another, and asked Song Huayi: Is it enough?

Song Huayi: Enough is enough!

Zhan Shaoyin: Are you painting a little yellow picture again?

The current Song painting on the mobile phone screen was stunned, and then he typed and denied it: No, I'm not that kind of person.

Zhan Shaoyin: But the gesture you asked me to take is very dirty.

Song Huayi also bit back: That's because your thoughts are not pure, I won't tell you, and I need to look for you again.

After speaking, Song Huayi chose the one she thought was the most suitable among those pictures, and sketched it with a wicked smile referring to the lines on the photos.

The posture of the hand and the direction of the tendon lines on the hand are almost exactly the same as the hands in Zhan Shaoyin's photo, but the perfume bottle in his hand has been replaced with something else......

The details that had plagued Song Huayi for several days finally got a clue, and she became more and more energetic, as if she had opened the door to a new world of yangkor, allowing her to find such an excellent model......

After Zhan Shaoyin took this set of strange photos, he naturally felt that his little daughter-in-law must be doing something again.

He was bored in the hotel for the past few days, so he opened the comic app while lying on the sofa.

There is a comic recommendation banner of Song Huayi on the homepage, Zhan Shaoyin flipped down, and there are also her comics on several lists, whether it is the comic of "Rabbit Becomes a Beautiful Man" that she finished before, or the "Emotional Autobiography" that is currently being serialized, the results are very good.

Seeing this Zhan Shaoyin, she was still a little proud in her heart, and when she clicked on her comics, the messages in the comment area were almost every few seconds with new comments, which was not the same scene as her cold and desolate at first.

It can be regarded as a small achievement in her own field of expertise.

Although Zhan Shaoyin often paid attention to her comics and witnessed her progress, he never praised her in person.

Because Song Huayi herself rarely mentions her career in front of him, Zhan Shaoyin thinks that the reason is probably because she herself feels that the things she paints are very ashamed, so she never mentions it in his ear.

Every time he browsed Song Huayi's comics, Zhan Shaoyin would also slightly say that there were still millions of painted coins in the account, so he would reward her with them.

Song Huayi, who already occupies the top of the reward list, is now far ahead of the second place.

Now that there are more messages in her comment area, and there are more people rewarding, she naturally doesn't have time to reply to them one by one, so Zhan Shaoyin doesn't know if he will still receive words like "love you" from her under these tips.

When he was about to close the comic page, he suddenly saw a Weibo that recommended Song Huayi at the bottom of the comic homepage, and Zhan Shaoyin remembered that he had paid attention to it before, but he hadn't patronized it for a long time.

Thinking about it, Zhan Shaoyin immediately opened the app and logged in several times before recovering the password.

Among the people who follow the account, there is only one Song Huayi.

clicked on her Weibo and saw that her Weibo fans had soared to more than 100,000, and she also had the certification logo of "Popular Author of Drawing Comics".

Zhan Shaoyin snorted coldly, and the certified one was not "Zhan Shaoyin's wife".

Her homepage has also changed a lot, and there are a lot fewer sand sculpture videos that are full of hahahahaha, almost all of them are about some publicity of comics and some vignettes related to her comics.

To Zhan Shaoyin's surprise, there are some small daily routines related to him, although he has seen those daily routines in WeChat, but the feeling of seeing them in her private circle and the public circle is different.