A Yuan ran away, then quickly ran back with a bunch of things in his arms.
There were a bunch of paintbrushes, various colors of paint, graphite... The tools were quite well prepared.
Soon, the little guy started painting, and his usually smiling face rarely showed a serious expression.
Such a little guy is unfamiliar.
Ling Xuewei found it very novel, so she let him do whatever he wanted.
The little guy completely used her rice dumplings as a canvas to create improvisations. The sun shone warmly on him, making his little face blush, which was so cute.
After a while, his fair face turned into a tabby cat, with dirty spots here and black spots there. His chubby little hands were also covered in paint, and even his body was covered in paint.
But he didn't seem to notice it, focusing on his creation wholeheartedly.
Soon, he put away the pen and said, "Okay..."
Ling Xuewei looked at it and was surprised to find that he painted really well!
Although the painting method and the use of brushes are still very immature, the colors are really full of imagination. What he painted was her.
It is different from the lifelikeness of ordinary sketches and the solemnity of Chinese paintings. It can be said that it is its own school, eclectic and unconstrained. The overall tone is warm orange, but there are also blue and red. The three colliding colors are so beautiful.
Perfect blend in this painting.
Giving her quite a bit of visual conflict.
In the painting, she stands in the fiery red maple forest, with a blue starry sky above her head, and her whole body exudes a warm orange tone...
Somehow, through this painting, she seemed to see the little guy's heart.
In the little guy's heart, she is warm and makes him feel at ease.
Paintings reflect people's hearts, nothing more than that.
"How about Sister Fairy? Do you like the paintings drawn by A Yuan?" The little guy blinked his big eyes, looking forward to but uneasy.
"I like it! My sister likes it very much! A Yuan is so awesome!"
"Really?"
"Um!"
The little guy's eyes were bright and he jumped three feet high with joy!
"Wow! Sister Fairy likes A Yuan! That's great..."
He circled around excitedly and completely misunderstood what she meant.
But...looking at the innocent and lively little guy like a bunny, she couldn't help but smile.
The rooftop was filled with his clear laughter, which could be heard far away.
"master?"
Ye Moyan, who had just returned below, glanced in the direction of the rooftop, and Guan Zhixing behind him also heard it, "It seemed to be the young master's voice."
Entering the living room, Guan Zhixing took the cloak and handed it to the butler beside him. Ye Moyan walked to the rosewood chair and sat down, "Where's A Yuan?"
He rubbed his brows, his cold face showing a bit of weariness.
The housekeeper immediately said, "On the terrace...Miss Ling is here too."
The servants all know that the terrace is not a place that can be entered casually. Although Miss Ling was taken there by the young master, if the emperor comes to investigate...
Ye Moyan frowned slightly after hearing this.
The housekeeper's heart skipped a beat.
Immediately, they saw that their master had stood up and strode upstairs.
"The terrace is a forbidden area. No one can enter it at will except the master and the young master. Don't you know this?" Guan Zhixing scolded.
"I know my mistake."
"That's all, let's follow up and take a look first."
The two of them immediately followed.
On the terrace.
Ling Xuewei heard the commotion and turned around to see Ye Moyan walking quickly with a sullen face.
For a moment, I was a little surprised.
What's going on?
Later, Guan Zhixing couldn't help but break into a cold sweat and wanted to step forward, but because this was a forbidden area, he could only hesitate at the door.
Seeing the master walking up to Ling Xuewei, his cold face made the two of them feel relieved.
"I……"
Ling Xuewei was about to say something, but she was suddenly hugged by Ye Moyan. She was startled.
"You haven't recovered from your illness, so you come here to blow the cold wind and risk your life?"
Ye Moyan's voice was deep, with a bit of anger, but the worry in it was also obvious.
As soon as these words came out, both Guan Zhixing and the housekeeper were startled.
Even Ling Xuewei is the same.
"It's just a little boring, so I wanted to come out and get some air," Ling Xuewei said.
Ye Moyan glanced coldly at the little guy hiding over there, "Why don't you come out?"
A Yuan walked out slowly with his head hanging down.
"Don't blame him, I came up with it." Ling Xuewei hurriedly explained, for fear that he would implicate the little guy.
"Go back, and next time, the snacks will be confiscated."
One big and one small breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Moyan carried Ling Xuewei back directly, and the little guy hurriedly followed up with his short legs, not forgetting to wave his fleshy little fist at his back!
Huh! Bad dad! He knows how to bully people!
Ling Xuewei covered her mouth and snickered.
Ye Moyan glanced at her and saw her sitting upright, looking like a good baby.
The smile flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.
Guan Zhixing looked at his master's back and felt a little emotional for a moment.
"Master Guan, this..."
"Okay, let's go back."
It seems that the master is more than a little special to this Miss Ling.
She carried her all the way back to the room. Fortunately, the servants were downstairs when they had nothing to do. Otherwise, if so many servants saw her, she would really be embarrassed to see others.
"It's just that after being away for a while, you become disobedient, huh?"
Ye Moyan's low-pitched and slightly high-pitched voice made Ling Xuewei's face feel a little hot, especially being disciplined in front of the little guy, she really couldn't stand it...
When the little guy saw that Ling Xuewei had been told by his father, he was still snickering and blinking at Ling Xuewei with his big watery eyes.
Ling Xuewei, "..."
As a result, Ye Moyan glanced at the little guy gently, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he ran away.
That's faster than a rabbit.
The little thing can slip away pretty fast.
"What's this?"
Ye Moyan noticed the painting on her body, and Ling Xuewei hurriedly raised the mummy's hand, "A Yuan painted it for me, what do you think? Does it look good?"
"He's messing around, and you're letting him go?"
"As a kid, it's inevitable that he'll be a little playful. I think it's pretty good."
She really felt good about it.
During this period of recuperation, I don’t know how difficult it would have been without A Yuan by my side.
Ye Moyan sat down and glanced at him, "You and he are in love."
"I like him very much."
Ling Xuewei didn't notice Ye Moyan's gloomy eyes, and was still thinking to herself, "The little guy is really considerate. He is afraid that I will be bored, so he always brings all kinds of delicious and fun things over. His temperament is arrogant and awkward, but he is very cute.
…”
She couldn't stop talking about A Yuan, her face was full of love and tenderness.
Ye Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
After Ling Xuewei came to her senses, she suddenly realized that Ye Moyan had been so close to her at some point.
And there's something wrong with his eyes...
"What's wrong?"
Ye Moyan's eyes were deep and shining with an unknown light, making Ling Xuewei unable to guess what he was thinking.
"Have a rest."
After saying these words, he stood up and left.
Ling Xuewei was left with a puzzled look on her face.