Passionate Devotion

Chapter 2083 2133 Tuan Tuan Through Time and Space 3

She is afraid that there will only be a three-point image.

That kind of Danqing is not like a sketch or oil painting, it can show the facial features three-dimensionally.

But Lonely Shan was sketched at will, in just half an hour, a very similar beauty suddenly appeared on the silk, even she felt a bit more beautiful than herself, with bright eyes, agile, and lovely.

Nan Sheng's adoration was full of love, and he picked up the silk book and said with love, "How can the painting be so beautiful? It's only a tiny bit inferior to my oil paintings, Mr. Lonely, are you from elementary school? Teach me. ."

"Don't be narcissistic, what does it mean to be just a tiny bit inferior to your oil painting? Danqing is rich and profound, can oil painting compare?"

Lonely Shan picked up the writing brush and touched her eyebrows with cinnabar.

She exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

"Don't move!" Lonely Shan ordered.

"You, you, what do you doodle on my face?"

Lonely Shan took a few strokes and drew plum makeup between her eyebrows. After looking at it, she was very satisfied. She also added a few strokes on the silk and added a plum makeup to the Danqing beauty picture. The painting is truly complete.

He picked up another brush and added a poem in the blank of Danqing. Although Nan Shengqing couldn’t see what he was writing, the mad grass swallowed the mountains and rivers with great strength. Had to take another look again.

Lonely Shan put his seal on, and watched the Danqing carefully.

For some reason, I was a little itchy in my heart when I was inexplicably drawn by the Danqing I painted. I felt refreshed and a little bit contemplative. I thought this little girl film would be a beauty if put on a period costume.

Nan Shengqing is still chattering to worship him as a teacher.

Lonely Shan disliked her for being noisy, pushed her close face away, and said rewardingly: "Take it, give it to you, as a gift for the Chinese Valentine's Day."

"You teach me, the big deal, I teach you oil painting, we learn from each other and learn from each other."

Lonely and Shanny gave her a glance: "So, what do you mean, I can't paint oil? Baroque, academic, Rockke, romantic, realism, impressionism, post-impressionism, symbolism, Fauvism, Cubism or Futurism, which kind of brother doesn’t know? Need you to teach?"

Nan Sheng Qing: "..."

There are real people in this world who do not show their faces and are versatile. They can play guqin and Danqing as well. Oil paintings of various genres come in their mouths, fly into the sky, and go through walls to change flowers. They are worse than the male vixen who went down to seduce a girl. Awesome.

She has always been interested in painting. Anyway, if you don't want to be a master tonight, you will never let it go. That's right, she is dependent on him!

Lonely Shan put a fist to her lips, laughed low, and surrendered, standing behind her, holding her hand in hand, correcting her posture of holding the pen: "I don’t hold a writing brush like this, little idiot. It's stable."

With a low voice with sultry temptation, Nan Shengqing's heartbeat speeded up for a while, and her mind was completely unable to concentrate. The sensory cells of her whole body were concentrated on her back. Although the man's generous chest did not stick to her back without gaps. Back, but she had the illusion of being hugged by him from behind, and she felt a little sweet in her heart.

Nan Sheng tilted her head, his face was close at hand, next to hers. From her point of view, the thick and thin eyelashes were longer than those of a woman after applying mascara. She suddenly felt choked. Itchy heart.

(End of this chapter)