Chapter 52: Young man, are you arrogant again today?
"Hey, you are always silent." Nan Fengyu didn't say anything, but just started drawing something on the rice paper again.
Ye Qingmian was thinking alone and ignored him, thinking that he was just doing something very boring.
Nan Fengyu is actually painting Ye Qingmian this time.
She was wearing a light yellow dress today, with no rouge on her face, her lips were red without any rouge, and her face was pink without applying any rouge. She was already charming in herself, and coupled with her anger just now, her cheeks
There is a blush on it, and it doesn’t look so pale, which is very pitiful.
Ye Qingmian's hand gently elbowed her chin, her brows were slightly wrinkled, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and her lips were also raised, looking extremely charming.
The ink on Nan Fengyu's brush slowly dripped onto the rice paper, but he was still staring at Ye Qingmian quietly.
Ye Qingmian, who belatedly realized, finally found that Nan Fengyu was looking at her without avoiding it. He couldn't help but feel a little panicked. He looked at Nan Fengyu and said very depressedly: "Why do you always look at me?
Go and draw your pig.”
"Looking at it and drawing at the same time will make it more vivid." Nan Fengyu came back to his senses and said calmly.
"You are really the best." Ye Qingmian could only use the word "the best" to describe the emperor. Suddenly another sentence popped up in his mind and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Young man, are you being arrogant again today?"
"Young man?" Nan Fengyu raised his handsome forehead and said, "Tsundere? What do you mean?"
"I mean you are very nice," Ye Qingmian explained anxiously.
"That's it." Although Nan Fengyu felt very strange when he saw Ye Qingmian's gloating expression, he still didn't know what the strangeness was, so he could only pretend to understand.
"You came to me just to let me watch you draw?" Ye Qingmian asked, looking at Nan Fengyu who was drawing pictures very seriously.
"Of course not, there are very important things to talk about." Nan Fengyu's expression became very solemn in an instant, and a look of determination flashed across his face.
"Well, what's going on?" Ye Qingmian asked calmly.
"About your father." Nan Fengyu put down his brush solemnly and looked at Ye Qingmian seriously. "There are recent rumors that he is doing some military deals."