Zombie little milk dog he is not good

Chapter 330 Ghosts are prettier than you
"Gu Shanren, do you want to get that visual position and intercept them?"

Gu Shili laughed, "You draw first, then I can do what I'm going to do next."

Tang Qi had a serious face: "My painting is really bad."

"It's okay, you draw first."

"Okay then, don't scold me when you're done painting."

Gu Shili suddenly lost his mind, "Cough, don't scold."

Only then did Tang Qi open the terminal, find the drawing page, and start working.

.........

"Okay, I'm done."

Tang Qi looked at his painting contentedly, and made progress again, this time...

Gu Shili leaned over, and his eyes fell on the painting, no, it can't be called a painting, it's a ghost painting!

Gu Shili couldn't help but raised his finger and pointed to the biggest black thing in the middle, "What is this?"

Tang Qi smiled mysteriously, "Snow Mountain."

"The snow mountain is black???"

"It's not that it's white, I can't describe it."

Gu Shili held back, and pointed to another place, "Then what is this? A rectangle under an ellipse?"

"castle……"

Gu Shili took a deep breath, "No, you don't need to draw the things we can all see, but you need to draw the direction! The direction!"

Tang Qi rolled around silently, stayed away from Gu Shili, and said aggrievedly: "Gu Shanren, you agreed not to scold me."

Gu Shili suddenly couldn't get up and down in one breath.

Tang Qi coughed, "I said my paintings are not good-looking."

Gu Shili said silently: "I thought it was bad, but I never thought it was this bad."

Tang Qi: "..."

"Pfft." Song Anjing quickly covered her mouth, turned her head away in embarrassment under Tang Qi's gaze, and tried to quibble: "Sorry, I really couldn't hold back."

Tang Qi snorted coldly, "Would you like to draw if you have the ability?"

Song Anjing quickly waved her hand, "Don't, don't, I can't see the picture in your mind. Besides, my drawing skills are average, no, I can't draw either. Oh, Shili, I remember you..."

"No, I won't either." Gu Shili shook his head decisively.

Song Anjing snorted, "That's not right, I remember when we were young, Uncle Gu didn't let you learn all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Gu Shili smiled, "Yes, I have learned, but I still can't."

She has been intelligent since she was a child, but she has a fatal shortcoming, that is, she is not proficient in everything about literature and art.

Her painting skills are just a little bit better than Tang Qi's, and it is absolutely impossible for her to draw through other people's dictation.

Gu Shili fell into a stalemate all of a sudden, staring up at the crystal-like castle, silent.

The boy turned over, supported his head with one hand, and lay on his side on the snow. The pure white behind him made the boy's skin white, and his eyebrows and eyes became more delicate.

The young man's bright red lips curled up slightly, and he smiled lazily: "My Gu Gu, what are you worrying about?"

Gu Shili looked sideways at him, the two were so close that they could see each other's soft down.

She blinked, her long eyelashes curled up and thickly, and her voice revealed a trace of helplessness, "A'Du, I don't know how to draw."

The young man smiled, his voice was hoarse and gorgeous, "Don't be afraid, Gu Gu, I will."

"Ok?"

Gu Shili sat up quickly, staring at the young man with bright eyes, he seemed to be the only one in the pupil.

"A'Du? Can you really draw?"

The young man liked the way the other party's eyes were full of his own, and water flowed gently between his brows, and he responded lightly.

Gu Shili had never seen a boy draw a picture, he said he would.

(End of this chapter)