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Chapter 163: A Perfect Woman Who Is Nearly Missed

Chapter 163 The perfect woman who is only a little short of it!

"My name is Zhang Yiming." When Zhang Yiming saw Wan Qingying ask about her name, she was also happy. When a woman would take the initiative to ask about your name, it means that she was no longer very repulsive to you.

"Zhang Yiming? The name is not as good as mine." Wan Qingying smiled and said, "By the way, don't you have any small requirements? What is it? If I can do it, I will try to help you! After all, what does this have to do with me now."

Zhang Yiming was helpless, and another woman said that his name was not nice. Brother's name was average, but the meaning was profound. Do you understand?

However, Zhang Yiming did not have the intention to argue with Wan Qingying, but just said with anticipation: "Will you really agree to me?"

"Well. Just say it, just treat it as satisfying your last wish." Wan Qingying nodded and smiled.

"..." Zhang Yiming's mouth twitched, his last wish? I poked! But thinking about the words he had fooled Wan Qingying before, he really had a last wish. Then he had a bitter smile in his heart and a sad look on his face and said, "Actually, I just want you to accompany me for a day. But don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I have always hated women so much, it's rare to meet someone I don't hate. I just want to stay in this beautiful state for a longer time. Even if I just sit and chat, I'm satisfied."

"That's it, that's OK! Anyway, I have nothing else to do on this weekend, so I'll sit here and chat with you! However, before 7 o'clock in the evening, I have to go back, otherwise my sister should be worried." Wan Qingying said.

"Thank you so much. Wan Qingying, you are such a considerate and considerate woman. If a man marrys you, he will be happy." Zhang Yiming praised her sweetly, and Wan Qingying's little face was also slightly blushed. She glared at Zhang Yiming, and then said, "Don't say such things, otherwise I will ignore you. I don't want to marry. Men are all stinky."

"Uh, how can men smell smell? You are so close to me now, so you probably don't smell the stinky smell, right?" Zhang Yiming said suspiciously, then smelled his armpits again, making Wan Qingying giggle.

"I'm not saying this kind of smell/xianshan/Xianshan txt download/a! This smell is broad, which means that men are bad. You are so stupid." Wan Qingying cursed with a smile, then looked at Zhang Yiming half lying on the ground, and said worriedly: "But it's not a problem for you to lie down like this and you can't even sit up your legs! Otherwise, I'll call my sister and ask her to invite a few male doctors and nurses to come here?"

"No need, I feel much better. Let me try it, can I sit up?" Zhang Yiming was ashamed and said to himself that he wanted a male nurse! The female nurse is so gentle and considerate! Unfortunately, for this problem, now, the beauty, I can only pretend to hate those nurses for the time being...

"Well, then you try." Wan Qingying saw Zhang Yiming trying to sit up, and said, and the man also pulled Zhang Yiming's arm, trying to give Zhang Yiming a fulcrum to support him. She didn't even notice that she would never touch a man's body before, but now she would accidentally take the initiative to pull Zhang Yiming's arm...

I have a habit that I always develop inadvertently. With the first contact, I will no longer be so scared the second time. Zhang Yiming thought so. No matter what the reason, just let Wan Qingying touch her first and talk about it! Otherwise, I will kill myself and even talk nonsense!

With Wan Qingying's support, Zhang Yiming stood up tremblingly, his legs seemed to be swaying gently, but there was a surprise cry from his mouth: "Huh? It's okay? I'm so lucky? I have no other problems except for the numbness of my left foot and the slight pain in my right foot."

"Is that so good? That's so good. I'm so scared. I'm really worried that something happened to you." Wan Qingying was very happy to see Zhang Yiming say this, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have a chair over there, so I'll help you over and chat!" Wan Qingying felt that it was not a solution for her to hold Zhang Yiming like this. Seeing the folding chair she was sitting on with sketching, her eyes lit up and she said to Zhang Yiming.

"Okay!" Of course Zhang Yiming would not refuse. His legs were pretending to be swaying, which was actually quite hard...

After being helped by Wan Qingying and sitting down on the folding chair, Zhang Yiming looked surprised in his eyes, pointed to the drawing paper on the shelf and said, "You can draw!"

"Yes! I was here to draw this red maple, but who knows you... Now it seems that you may not be able to draw it today." Wan Qingying said with some regret.

"I'm sorry, I don't know you are here to draw." Zhang Yiming said against his will.

"It's okay. There's still next week!" Wan Qingying smiled and sighed in her heart. If next week, the leaves of this old maple tree will be much less, and then she will lose the beauty of the red autumn clothes in full bloom. What she wants is the beauty now. But she has already agreed to Zhang Yiming to chat with him. Naturally, she can't put Zhang Yiming aside and come to paint by herself.

"Next week? Next week will definitely not work. It is late autumn now, one day later, and the leaves of the maple tree will fall off. You will definitely not be interested in drawing anymore. Come on, come and draw now, I look at it. I haven't seen anyone else draw on the spot!" Zhang Yiming smiled considerately, and then he wanted to get up from the chair and leverage the position to Wan Qingying.

"Do you really want to see people draw?" Seeing Zhang Yiming so compassionate to her, Wan Qingying's eyes lit up, and she was a little surprised because she really wanted to draw this maple tree. In order to draw this maple tree, she had been practicing privately for a long time and had specially visited some famous artists. If she couldn't draw today, there would be no chance. The weather forecast said that from tomorrow, there would be rainy weather for a week. Obviously, even if she skipped class to draw, it would be impossible.

"Of course, painting is such a beautiful thing! It can put the most beautiful things on white paper and permanently preserve the beauty of things! Unfortunately, I don't know, otherwise I must draw you down. Even if we become strangers again in the future, I will have nostalgia!" Zhang Yiming said hopefully, his eyes full of longing.

"Why do you say that? /fanzhuairensheng/Reverse life/a! Since we all know each other, we may be friends! In the future, we may not be strangers. Don't think about the problem so pessimistically." Wan Qingying said with a smile on her face. Although she hated Zhang Yiming, she felt that Zhang Yiming was actually quite good. She was sympathetic and had a beautiful impression of painting. Moreover, the most important thing is that women's sympathy is always deeper than men. When she sees Zhang Yiming pessimistic, she will naturally encourage her.

"Haha, it would be great if we could become friends. Come on, you draw first, I will appreciate it." Zhang Yiming said, and then stood up slowly to free up a place for Wan Qingying.

This time Wan Qingying did not refuse again. Since Zhang Yiming wanted to see his paintings, please satisfy him, and time really can't be delayed!

"Then I'll start. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me." Wan Qingying reminded Zhang Yiming. After all, Zhang Yiming looked okay, but after all, he fell just now...

"Draw with peace of mind. I will call you if you have something to do. Now with you, my good friend, I won't let myself have something to do easily, hehe!" Zhang Yiming smiled.

When Wan Qingying heard the word "good friend", she was stunned. When did she have good friends? She really had a friend like this? In the past, she always thought that others were not good, and she could not fall in love with any man or woman except her sister. So Wan Qingying had never had any friends to make. Even if some people wanted to be friends with Wan Qingying, they were rejected by her ruthless indifference and left coldly. Over time, Wan Qingying never had any friends again in her life.

"Yeah!" Although my heart was a little complicated, Wan Qingying nodded and began to draw.

In late autumn, I want to get drunk with red maples, turning into butterflies and dancing in the wind! I sway and sway, mourning the thick autumn! The brush is as sharp as a dragon, the beauty is as beautiful as a green pine, and every stroke is moving, and the red maple leaves are transformed into the paper!

Zhang Yiming stood quietly beside Wan Qingying, holding his breath and not daring to disturb Wan Qingying a little bit. He witnessed Wan Qingying's entire painting process with his own eyes, which shocked Zhang Yiming!

This problem girl is almost perfect except for not liking men! She looks beautiful and has a good heart, and is extremely talented in painting!

When that complete old maple tree grew on the drawing paper, Zhang Yiming thought of a text from his elementary school years!

The fish swims on the paper!

At present, Wan Qingying, who is young, has also achieved such a superb painting state! Looking at the old maple tree on the painting, Zhang Yiming felt that the old maple tree was infinitely reduced and was pasted on the drawing paper like a specimen!

Too real, too perfect!

"call!"

After breathing a low breath, Wan Qingying's expression was concentrating. At the last moment of putting away the brush, a relaxed and satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"Hehe, it seems to be in good condition." Wan Qingying let out a light breath, turned her head slightly, blinked her eyes, and then laughed at Zhang Yiming.

"It's not just good! It's a masterpiece! Qingying, you are so amazing. If you take this painting to participate in the art exhibition, it will definitely be the champion!" Zhang Yiming sincerely praised.

"Attend the art exhibition? I won't go! I just like painting!" Wan Qingying said with a lip silence. She doesn't like crowded places and doesn't need to be recognized by too many people. What she wants to do is as long as she is satisfied. This kind of thinking is actually a complication of her pathological mood of "disgusting others".
Chapter completed!
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