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Sure enough, as soon as her voice stopped, a candle lit up faintly.

In the orange light and shadow, a slender and straight figure sat at the table, supporting his chin with one hand, and his long black hair like a waterfall half covered the delicate eyebrows and eyes, revealing only half of the side face with perfect contours.

His gemstone eyes looked at Shen Ning for a moment, and the smile on his lips stretched, like a mountain and water, so handsome that he was not like a mortal person.

Rao is Shen Ning was extremely unkind to him, and he was still shocked by his charming smile.

"As soon as you meet, you call someone a little kid, aren't you afraid that you will hurt someone's heart?" the beautiful young man glanced at Shen Ning with a resentful look.

Shen Ning shivered smartly, and was stunned by his disgusting goosebumps.

"Speak to me well!" Shen Ning angrily grabbed the pillow and smashed it, shouting: "If you dare to disgust me again, believe it or not, I will slap you with a big mouth again!"

Naturally, the pillow hit him.

The beautiful boy flashed slightly, and the pillow fell to the ground.

But when he remembered the slap he received last night, his face turned red, and his expression was really serious.

Shen Ning turned over and got up, she seemed to have a premonition that this demonic young man would appear in her room in the middle of the night, so she still lay down with her clothes.

She walked directly to the bronze mirror in front of the dresser, looked at the mirror, and sure enough, two small animals were painted on her cheeks again.

Only this time instead of a wolf and a fox, a small hedgehog with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth was drawn, and on the other cheek was a small turtle with four paws facing the sky.

The brushwork of these two paintings is even more vivid, especially the vivid painting of the form of the little turtle trying to turn over but can't turn over, which makes people laugh after seeing it.

Shen Ning endured and endured it, so he didn't laugh out loud.

She didn't want to give the beautiful boy a good face.

"What do you mean by these two guys you drew on my face, huh?"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the beautiful young man with a smile.

The beautiful young man suddenly became energetic, he pointed to the little hedgehog, and said with a smile: "It's just you, that's just my third brother, hehe, do you think I don't like to draw it?"

Shen Ning almost broke the gong again.

This kid actually painted Chu Shaoyang as a turtle!

"Why am I a hedgehog and he is a turtle?" Shen Ning glared and said unhappily.

"Because that's what you're like in my heart. You are covered in thorns, no matter who comes close to you, you will be pierced on the head and bleeding, what is it if you are not a hedgehog? As for my third brother, sooner or later, he will be like this turtle, and you will be unable to turn over, hehe. The beautiful boy smiled and blinked, his dark eyes sparkling.

He smiled and picked up his pen, "This turtle is missing a tail before you have time to draw, you wake up, I'll add a tail to you, okay?"

"Fuck your turtle tail!" Shen Ning scolded, taking a step back, avoiding the young man's pen.

Although the beautiful boy compares Chu Shaoyang to a turtle that can't turn over, it doesn't mean that she is willing to appear in front of everyone with a face painted with a turtle.

"Do you think I'm not good enough, or do you not like turtles? What do you like? I can draw you whatever you like, and make sure to draw it vividly!"

The beautiful boy hit the snake with the stick, and his eyebrows flew and danced.

He seemed to have a strong interest in painting Shen Ning's face.