"You are so fascinated by the admiration, can I take it as you are admiring my paintings?" At some point, Nangong Yuyi appeared next to Shen Yanshu and said seductively.
He had already seen Shen Yanshu's appearance in women's clothing that dazzled everyone. Judging from her back, he knew that he had not chosen the wrong clothes for her. Her graceful figure and long hair were scattered on her back. Just by looking at her back, you can tell that she is a breathtakingly beautiful woman.
Nangong Yuyi naturally walked behind Shen Yanshu, put his hands around her waist from behind, and made her whole body fall into his arms.
He buried his head in her neck infatuatedly, absorbing the fragrance of her body and closing his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it.
Shen Yanshu was so frightened that she quickly tried to break away from his arms, but she couldn't. Finally, she turned around helplessly in his arms and faced him. She put her hands on his chest and refused to let them get closer again.
Were you the one who painted these paintings?
She asked him silently at this moment with her mouth. She didn't hate his less-than-warm embrace, but she just hated his character. He hugged her without her permission, just like the feeling in his paintings, arrogant and selfish. big
Shen Yanshu was shocked, why did he think so? Didn't he hate his embrace? And he also tacitly acknowledged that the painting was made by him? Shen Yanshu would never admit that after getting along with him this time, he had feelings for Nangong Yuyi change
Although you think he is dangerous, you can still get close to him and you will find that he is actually a person who needs warmth and has a gentle side.
At least, at least he is gentle enough to her at this moment, but I don't know how long this will last.
His big hands held up her little face, and the smile in his eyes was so obvious. At this moment, he no longer felt like he used to, cold and dangerous. The violence in him became softer in her, making her feel Surround yourself with marshmallows
Soft, soft, very comfortable, very sweet
"Do you think this painting was not painted by me, who else could have painted it?"
Shen Yanshu sighed and said honestly: I really don’t believe you painted this painting. The feeling you give people and the ability to paint are only those with an elegant state of mind, a pure heart, and a pure heart can create paintings that are pleasing to the eye. I really don’t believe in the paintings. These four pictures of plant gentlemen were painted by you.
If this painting is really painted by Nangong Yuyi, can she guess that his heart also has a pure and pure side? In fact, he is not as bad and hateful as she imagined?
Nangong Yuyi smiled and did not answer Shen Yanshu's words directly. He let her go and walked to the desk. He took out a blank piece of paper from the desk and started to rub ink. Shen Yanshu was curious about what Nangong Yuyi was doing. But I didn’t want to get close to him, so I saw him polishing the ink and starting to write something on the paper stroke by stroke.
While he was drawing something, he said: "Is this what you think in your heart? Do people who draw must have a pure heart? Then what kind of person do you think can be considered a good person? And Is it true that a good person and everything he does are good things?"
Shen Yanshu was suddenly speechless. What Nangong Yuyi said was correct and he was currently burying his head, trying hard to draw something without looking up to read her lips. She naturally stopped talking.