Chapter 92 Life-Saving Peach Blossom Island (Twenty-Six)
Orange's episode came to an end, and when the dishes were served, everyone found that there was only a large basin of small seafood in sauce, and a portion of cold noodles next to it.
"Where's the seafood in the typhoon shelter!" Xiao Zixun was sitting next to him in shock.
"The pickled raw food is also gone." Ruanruan sat down and exclaimed.
Shen Qian crossed her arms and looked at Lin Baisen.
Shen Qingmiao happily picked up the bowl.
"I have time at noon, so I can only cook one dish." Lin Baisen gave everyone chopsticks and said with a smile.
Xiao Zixun, Ruanruan: I don’t know why there is a cool feeling behind my back!
[I can only cook one dish and make it what Shen Qingmiao likes~]
[Reasonable suspicion that Brother Sen is taking revenge on Chengzi]
Fortunately, the marinated seafood tastes very delicious, and the sauce is extremely comfortable when poured over cold noodles.
After the five people finished lunch, they were ready to do the task.
"I'm staying today to look at the house and take a look at the drawings of the fence." Lin Berson said first.
Shen Qingmiao then said: "Then I will stay at home and take action."
She didn't want to encounter something unexpected again after she separated from Lin Baisen.
[I remember that Miaomiao didn’t want to be in the same room with Lin Berson before?]
[Today is different from the past, young couples are having love at public expense]
The rest of the people were used to it, after all, the two of them often stuck together after returning from the hospital.
Just when Shen Qian was about to say she would stay, Director Xu said, "Don't forget that you still have to fish today, and the seafood you have stored with us is almost gone."
"Then the three of us will just go on a mission. After completing the mission, we will go to sea." Ruanruan said happily.
The five people were divided into groups. Shen Qingmiao stood at the door and watched the three people go away. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She was really like a mother watching her children go away.
"Then what is Lin Bosen? Father?" 008 asked subconsciously.
After a long silence, Shen Qingmiao slowly said: "Next time, look at less messy things."
008: Didn’t you say this topic yourself?
Shen Qingmiao walked to the back, and Lin Baisen had already begun to draw lines on the wooden board according to the drawing.
"Do you need my help?" Shen Qingmiao asked.
Lin Berson stepped aside: "Just draw the line, the rest is manual work."
Shen Qingmiao took the chalk, looked at the drawings and drew slowly with a ruler.
Three minutes later, a crooked line appeared on the wooden board, and Shen Qingmiao let out a hiccup.
008 was surprised: "This is the first time I've seen someone draw a straight line like this with a ruler."
Lin Baisen also walked over and looked at the thread on the board in silence for a moment, "It's straight and can be used."
When Shen Qingmiao heard what he said, she felt even more guilty: "It's not necessary. I'd better wait for you to saw the wood after you finish painting."
"That machine is quite heavy. I can do it by myself..." Lin Baisen said.
Shen Qingmiao successfully started the machine under the guidance of the staff. After getting used to it for a while, she showed a foolproof expression: "Don't worry!"
In order to convince Lin Berson, she randomly picked up an abandoned wooden board on the ground. After placing it, she held the machine with both hands, separated her feet, and turned on the machine.
Shen Qingmiao's body trembled due to the churning of the machine, but his hands and feet did not move at all, and eventually the board was sawed in half.
She gave a thumbs up and said proudly: "How is it?"
After Lin Baisen was silent for a moment, he turned his head and smiled.
Why is Shen Qingmiao so cute?
[Other female celebrities share beauty tips, Shen Qingmiao worked three bowls of rice in a row while carrying a machine to saw wooden boards]
[This makes it more real, doesn’t it?]
[Thank you, I don’t even have the strength of Shen Qingmiao]
There were two people, one responsible for drawing and one responsible for sawing, and soon only the combination stage was left.
Shen Qingmiao hummed a song and put the two wooden boards together. Suddenly he let out a cry of pain, raised his hand and pierced a small wooden thorn into his index finger. The color of the wooden thorn could still be vaguely seen.
Lin Baisen immediately stood up and ran over. When he saw it, his eyebrows furrowed as if he could trap a fly.
"Tell me if it hurts." Lin Baisen held Shen Qingmiao's hand and carefully pulled out the wood thorn, and a little blood came out.
Shen Qingmiao looked at Lin Baisen's expression as if he was the one who was stabbed.
Even though they had already talked about it, why was Lin Berson still treating him so well? It was impossible for him to get any more information from Shen Qian.
Lin Baisen threw the wooden thorn aside and ran all the way to the wooden house to get a band-aid.
"It's my fault for not preparing protective measures." Lin Berson put a band-aid on the wound after he came back.
Seeing that Lin Baisen was really blaming himself, Shen Qingmiao's heart beat inexplicably faster, "It's not your fault, I just didn't pay attention. I'll just wear gloves later."
As she spoke, she took out two pairs of gloves from the tool box and handed one pair to Lin Berson.
"You should also be careful." Shen Qingmiao said with a smile.
[If I get hurt, my boyfriend will just laugh at me for being an idiot]
[Help, who remembers that these two are not a couple?]
After Lin Baisen put on his gloves, he couldn't help but pass over Shen Qingmiao's head, and Shen Qingmiao just raised his head slightly.
The palm of his hand touched the soft hair through the cotton and linen, and the unreal touch made him subconsciously curl up his fingers.
Just for a moment, Lin Baisen moved his hand away in a panic.
Shen Qingmiao felt nothing, but was still full of energy: "Come on! For the camping!"
Lin Berson pursed his lips tightly and returned to his previous position without saying a word. He clenched his fist as if recalling the touch just now.
After the fence was ready to enclose the camping area, Shen Qingmiao looked at the bare wood and let out a sigh.
"Why don't we paint this fence some color?" Shen Qingmiao asked.
"Okay." Lin Berson looked at the program team.
Director Xu said: "We have paint, and I will give it to you for free this time."
Four colors of paint, red, green, blue and white, were neatly placed in front of Shen Qingmiao and Lin Baisen.
After Lin Baisen adjusted a few basic colors, he handed the brush to Shen Qingmiao: "What do you want to paint?"
"I don't know." Shen Qingmiao knew very well that he had no artistic ability.
"It's okay, you can draw as you like." Lin Berson said, "I'll do the rest."
Shen Qingmiao painted the bottom of a fence with yellow. After the paint was half dry, Lin Baisen took a pen and slowly sketched a field of sunflowers.
Shen Qingmiao was amazed when he saw it, "I didn't expect you to be so good at painting."
But then I thought about it. Lin Berson was born into a wealthy family, so he must be fully developed morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically.
But Lin Baisen was not favored by the Lin family. Growing up for such a long time must have been tiring and lonely.
Thinking about it, Shen Qingmiao squatted next to Lin Baisen, painted a ball with white and then painted the feet with black. An ugly and cute lamb appeared in the sunflower field.
"This is rice cake." Shen Qingmiao rubbed her nose in embarrassment as she saw that her painting style was incompatible with the flower field.
"I thought it would be a pity that no one could appreciate such a beautiful flower field, but I can't draw people, so I had to draw rice cakes."
Lin Baisen was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at the white on the tip of her nose, clenching his fists: "You have paint on your face, go and deal with it first, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up after it dries."
Shen Qingmiao touched it and found it. He nodded and stood up and walked into the cabin.
Lin Baisen looked at the flower field and used a pen to outline two figures very close to each other, and then painted the morning light on it.
When the camera wanted to take a picture, Lin Berson turned slightly sideways to block the picture.
When the three people came back, they found the fence that had become colorful.
After seeing a sheep and two figures under the front fence, I drew myself on them one after another.
Only then did the camera zoom in. In the sunflower field under the morning light, five people and a sheep were standing close together.
Lin Baisen: In the painting, Miaomiao and Miaomiao are close to each other, but in real life, if they accidentally touch their hair, they will panic to death.
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