Tokyo host

Chapter 227 Come to my room at night

"It turns out that getting started with painting is so easy."

In the room, Futaba Makoto looked at the manga introductory book in his hand for a while, then slowly put it down, and then took out a piece of white paper and a pen from the drawer.

"Draw a Doraemon first." Futaba Makoto picked up the pen confidently.

Draw lines and outlines in one go.

Add eye highlights.

"Hehe, that's all." Makoto Futaba looked at Doraemon with a small face and a big belly in front of him, and smiled lightly.

[Doraemon painting failed, drawing skill lv.0 proficiency increased (1/20)]

"Tsk, where's the failure? Isn't this more artistic?" Makoto Futaba still didn't forget to grab Merlin lying on his lap, "Merlin, don't you look like you?"

Merlin looked at the monstrosity on the paper, and the fat cat had great doubts on its face.

"Meow..."

Futaba Makoto slowly turned the paper to the other side.

continue.

[Doraemon painting failed, drawing skill lv.0 proficiency increased (20/20)]

[Drawing skill lv.0 upgrade → Drawing skill lv.1]

"It should be fine now." Seeing that his painting skills had improved, Makoto Futaba repainted it again, and this time it was finally not much different from the original one.

"How much proficiency does it take to draw a human body at Yu You's level?" Futaba Makoto thought, but he only wanted to have a basic drawing ability to help the girl.

After looking at the Doraemon on the paper, Makoto Futaba nodded in satisfaction, then picked up Mei Lin and got up to Gong Bai Yuyou's room.

He reached out and knocked on the door.

The door opened slowly, and a delicate pretty face appeared in the crack of the door, and when the other party saw that the person knocking on the door was Makoto Futaba, he opened the door completely.

"Tired?" Makoto Futaba asked with a smile.

Gong Baiyu shook his head lightly, but his tiredness could not be concealed on his face.

It's been a long time since I had a good rest.

"I'm here to help!" Futaba Makoto picked up Doraemon in his hand, "Look, is there anything I need?"

After Gong Baiyu looked at the Doraemon drawn by Makoto Futaba for a while, she hesitated for a while, and finally nodded with difficulty as if she didn't want to hurt Makoto Futaba.

"Ahem, it's over." After understanding Gong Baiyuyou's meaning, Futaba supported his forehead, "Don't comfort me."

"I can also draw a line for you. Do you need it?" Makoto Futaba asked.

Seeing that the other party insisted on helping her, Gong Baiyu understood that Shuangye Cheng wanted to help her share the burden, her eyes showed tenderness, and she stretched out her hand to bring Shuangye Cheng into the room.

5 minute later.

Looking at the girl sitting in his arms, Makoto Futaba put his arms around her waist, and couldn't help asking: "Is it okay if I just hold you and draw?"

Gong Baiyu glanced at Futaba Cheng behind him with her beautiful eyes, then nodded slightly.

There's nothing wrong with that...

The two sat on the bed like this, and Gong Baiyu sat in front of Futaba Makoto - the girl's body was hugged softly, Futaba Makoto put his chin on the other's shoulder, peeping at her drawing book.

Isn't he the first reader to see the new work?
Suddenly, Futaba Makoto seemed to have discovered something.

Gong Baiyu's painting speed is not slow, but the style of her notebooks is extremely delicate, so even if she draws very fast, it takes much longer for one frame than for ordinary painters .

Makoto Futaba hugged her. Apart from twisting her waist occasionally to move around, she didn't feel bored at all looking at the girl's picture book, because occasionally her fingers could grasp the softness to relax her stiff muscles.

Whenever Gong Baiyuyou finished a drawing, she would directly turn around and hug Futaba Makoto, then buried her face in his arms and took a deep breath, showing an imperceptible expression of happiness.

Futaba Makoto couldn't see the girl's expression clearly from this angle, he just stroked Gong Baiyuyou's hair lightly, and massaged her from time to time.

"I always feel that the painting style is better." Shuangye Cheng casually picked up a drawing and looked at it. Originally, Gong Baiyuyou's style was to strictly abide by the proportions of the human body, and there were almost no mistakes.But from the current drawing, it can be seen that her painting style has undergone many changes.

For example, when entering from the back, she will deliberately draw a larger picture, so that it looks as if it will overflow the grid, which brings a very high visual impact.

But this kind of thing can't be looked at too much, because at this time the girl slowly turned her head, her eyes as quiet as an ancient well looked over, because she found that she was suddenly uncomfortable sitting.

"It wasn't intentional." Futaba Makoto said immediately.

Gong Baiyuyou didn't suspect it was intentional, she turned around and lay down... There was no expression on her beautiful face, but she looked at him deliberately with innocent clear eyes.

"Am I here to drag you down instead?" Shuangye Cheng gently stroked the girl's face, then rubbed her red earlobe and asked.

"It can... replenish... sincere energy." Gong Baiyu said softly.

Shuangye Cheng smiled slightly.

As the sky gradually darkened, Gong Bai Yuyou began to devote himself to work more, but Futaba Cheng also noticed that Gong Bai Yuyou seemed to be worrying about something.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Gong Baiyu shook his head lightly, but the brush in his hand did not continue to draw.

She lacks an inspiration.

Finally, Gong Baiyu closed the drawing board, she couldn't continue to draw, because if she continued to draw like this, it would affect the quality.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired these days and I need to take a break.

Futaba, who was holding the girl at this time, saw her stop and asked, "Tired?"

Gong Baiyu nodded.

"Take a break, you've been drawing all day." Makoto Futaba smiled slightly.

Gong Baiyu nodded lightly, and then kissed Futaba Makoto.

"Boom."

dinner time--

Eating is obviously a very normal thing, but Nana, who was sitting on the chair in the morning, was restless at this time.

Because she found that Gong Baiyuyou's gaze was always on her body, and she didn't even take a bite of her favorite dishes.

Those jewel-like eyes didn't fluctuate at all, and even had a bit of pressure.

"Sister Gongbai, why do you keep looking at my sister?" Even Yuko seemed to have noticed this situation, and asked curiously.

Gong Baiyuyou did not speak.

Could it be that something was discovered?
At this time, Futaba Makoto and Zaojian Nana had this thought in their hearts at the same time, but after thinking about it carefully, based on Gong Baiyu's reaction when she was in the room, she probably didn't know.

"Is there something on Nana, why are you looking at her?" Futaba Makoto asked.

Gong Baiyu shook his head.

A few seconds later, she suddenly took out a piece of paper and handed it to Chen Chen Nana.

In the morning, Nana subconsciously took the note and glanced at it, but was stunned——

[(ω) Come to my room at night, with Makoto. ]
Eh?
Really found out? !
(End of this chapter)