The imperial concubine is famous all over the world: the foolish prince

Chapter 95

Taking advantage of Xia Houxuan's time holding the painting tools, Ning Lianzi took a nap on the bed, "Sister, it's done! Hurry up and draw!"

Yawning, Ning Lianzi came to the desk like sleepwalking, sat down on the chair, picked up the brush, and drew a Donald Duck casually.

"Sister, what is this!" Xia Houxuan pointed to Ning Lianzi's random drawing of Donald Duck, and asked calmly, this was something he had never seen before.

Ning Lianzi shook her head, and finally woke up. When she saw that she had painted Donald Duck, her face blushed a little. She said that she still had a little secret that no one knew. The boss actually likes animated characters. When there is no one around, she always likes to draw these cartoon characters silently by herself.

"Hehe," Ning Lianzi laughed dryly, "It's nothing, this is a character I created originally, heh, yes, a character!"

Xia Houxuan's eyes lit up, he looked at Donald Duck in front of him, and gently curled his lips, it was really a novelty, Ning Lianzi could create such a cute thing, what else did she not know.

"Sister, I want to learn, I want to learn!" Xia Houxuan looked at Ning Lianzi excitedly.

"Ah! You want to learn, don't worry, you can just practice like this!" Ning Lianzi yawned, but she still felt that sleeping was more practical, so she pretended to go back to bed and sleep.

"Sister! Please!" Xia Houxuan pulled Ning Lianzi's sleeve, Ning Lianzi turned to look at Xia Houxuan. Although Xia Houxuan looks like a big man, he is not at all cute when he looks like a **** **** Lianzi was slightly moved, and said in a strange way, "Okay, I will only teach you once, remember to do it once!"

Xia Houxuan nodded vigorously, looked at Ning Lianzi obediently, and said slowly: "Okay, sister!"

Ning Lianzi and Xia Houxuan sat on the same chair, surprisingly, the chair was very big, and they didn't feel crowded when they sat together. Xia Houxuan raised the brush, Ning Lianzi pursed her lips, and put her hand on Xia Houxuan's hand. brush on hand.

"The first stroke is like this!" Ning Lianzi looked at the drawing paper seriously, and tacitly drew the outline of Donald Duck's head on the drawing paper with Xia Houxuan. Ning Lianzi's smile deepened.

Xia Houxuan looked sideways slightly, looking quietly at Ning Lianzi, slightly distracted, he knew that Ning Lianzi was always serious in her work, no wonder people said that a serious woman is the most beautiful, Ning Lianzi's whole body was shining brightly.

Ning Lianzi frowned, looked at Xia Houxuan, and said slowly: "What are you looking at!"

Xia Houxuan coughed dryly twice to cover up his unnaturalness, looked at Ning Lianzi with bewildered eyes, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and slightly tilted his head and said: "Sister, why are you always smiling when you are painting! "

Ning Lianzi touched her lips, looked at Xia Houxuan in a daze, and said, "Is there any?"

Xia Houxuan nodded vigorously, looking dazed and ignorant, but for some reason he was quite happy in his heart.

"Uh, it's nothing... hurry up and draw!" Ning Lianzi turned her head away and continued to draw, stroke by stroke with extreme seriousness.

"Ah!" Ning Lianzi and Xia Houxuan touched their heads at the same time. They accidentally got too involved and bumped their heads together.

"Are you okay!" Ning Lianzi looked at Xia Houxuan, slightly distracted. It seemed that it was the first time she had seen Xia Houxuan so close.

After a while, Xia Houxuan felt Ning Lianzi's gaze, and blushed slightly. Ning Lianzi turned away unnaturally, and devoted herself to painting again. For some reason, this painting was not as serious and dedicated as before.

In the middle of the night, the curtains were blown by gusts of evening wind. Xia Houxuan watched Ning Lianzi fall asleep lying on the table, smiled unconsciously, gently put Ning Lianzi on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and his smile deepened , If only I could look at her like this forever?

Finally, a lonely figure left and entered the study. . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)