Farmer girl with space for good farming

Chapter 810 The Woman in the Studio (3)

The painting is so vivid that even the eyes feel full of stars and the galaxy is bright.

How careful and how fond of this woman must be to draw her so vividly?
[I'm so beautiful, this woman is so beautiful, so beautiful, there is such a beauty...]

Before she could make a sound, Xiao Ye's exaggerated and excited voice had already bombarded her mind. She was so excited as she expected, and she yelled: [It's so beautiful, is this the number one beauty in the capital?Sure enough, it's not in vain, the paintings are so beautiful, how beautiful I would be, Muli Muli, I want to see her, I want to see this great beauty, you take me to see her... woo woo woo, great beauty, Wait until I grow up...] Such a beautiful woman is the goddess in the hearts of all men!

【you shut up! 】It was so noisy.

[I don't care, you said, you want to bring me to the capital to see the beauties, all you can see are the little beauties, if I want to see the big beauties, I can just see this big beauties, just see her is fine, wow, how can it be so beautiful Well, how could it be so beautiful?It’s so beautiful, just looking at it makes me fascinated, I can’t help it, I can’t help it, I’m falling to the bottom...]

Enough is enough, don't make metaphors!
Mu Li stopped him, and then asked Xiang Yuanyan: "Did you draw these, or your father?"

At a glance, there are twenty or thirty copies hanging on the wall, but there are more scrolls in the box and on the cabinet.

She had a premonition that all the paintings in these paintings were the woman in red.

Yuan Yan looked at her, smiled faintly, and said softly, "I drew it."

For some reason, it felt like he looked at me with a soft light in his eyes?

Mu Li felt a little weird in her heart, but what was even more strange was that with so many secondary paintings, the painters were so good that even five or sixty-year-old painters might not be able to draw like this. How could Yuan Yan, a teenager, did it?
But thinking about it, it is probably because of his extraordinary talent, coupled with the fact that he has been suffering from illness all year round, and painting all day long when he is bored is the reason for this.

Going forward, he looked at one of the paintings of a smiling woman. The woman in this painting looked really good-looking, as if looking at her smile would make other people feel better, so she asked him: "This painting is really beautiful. Who is it? Your mother and concubine?"

Yuan Yan lost his mother in his early years, did he miss his mother and concubine so much that he painted it?

But I don't want him to shake his head, look at her and say no, then it's gone.

Mu Li just smiled: "Then who is she, who made you draw so many pictures, is she someone you like?"

Probably only those who like it can observe so carefully, even painting an insignificant inlaid jade on the clothes.

"Then who is she, the lady from which family in the capital?"

Sure enough, he nodded.Mu Li smiled even more happily.

Although this child has a good temper, no matter what he heard or saw, he is not an approachable or lively person, and it is extremely difficult to like others, and she doesn't even know why Muli herself is suddenly liked by him.

But the woman in this painting can get him so sincerely, she has not even had one of so many paintings.

Thinking of this, my heart is a little sour in surprise and curiosity. This child, who likes her so much, why didn't he draw a picture for her.

"She is not a lady from a wealthy family in the capital, but I dreamed about it." Yuan Yan said honestly, looking at her, she seemed a little depressed, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, sister, are you unhappy?"

Hmph, you know I'm not happy.

(End of this chapter)