When he looked down, he saw that what Sikong Yuecang was drawing was actually himself.
In the painting, she is sitting by a stream, with a sweet smile on her face, her little feet soaked in the stream, and the fish in the water are kissing her toes.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, she is as beautiful as an elf who has fallen into the world, and her slightly upturned lips are more charming than the color of cherry blossoms.
This...what's going on?
Except for a few times in the garden, Sikong Yuecang and I had never met again.
But the scene in this painting is clearly that of her by the creek.
She would run to play by the creek every afternoon, but except Yue Luo who followed her, no one else came with her.
"You...why are you painting for me?"
Sikong Yuecang put down the brush, gently blew on the paper with her glossy lips, and then raised her head after a while, "Do you like it?"
His voice was soft, and his autumn eyes stared at her intently.
Wanwan's heart started to beat wildly, "You...you haven't answered my question yet."
Damn... this guy Sikong Yuecang... is so incredibly beautiful.
"I saw Wanwan playing by the stream and thought the way Wanwan was playing with water was very cute, so I drew it."
In fact, it's because the creek has always been a place he often goes to. Now because a certain little girl goes to play by the creek every day, he can only watch her quietly from a distance every day.
"Did you see me playing by the stream?"
Sikong Yuecang nodded, "Yes."
Wanwan frowned, "But why didn't I see you?"
"Because I'm hiding somewhere out of sight."
"You...you spied on me?"
Sikong Yuecang's handsome figure raised her eyebrows lightly, "Peeping?"
What does it mean!!
"Yes, you hide and look at me secretly. This is called peeping. Do you know that it is very rude for you to look at a woman like this?"
The corners of Sikong Yuecang's lips raised slightly, and her slender white fingers gently brushed a strand of silver hair on his chest, "Then next time, I won't peek at Wanwan, and look at it openly, okay?"