"It's... , not very good!" Liu Shi understood what the so-called private room meant, and her face was slightly crimson, and she felt that she didn't dare to try it easily. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She hesitated and said: "Private painting, I'm old... I think... Forget it!"

Yan Qing also guessed that Mrs. Wei would have such a reaction, and the stereotyped and conservative thinking since ancient times has been deeply rooted in the bones of these women.

Just by relying on her mouth, she can't convince Mrs. Wei.

Instead, she smiled at Mrs. Wei and said, "Madam, it's better to do this, I'll draw a picture for you first, and if you can accept it and be satisfied, I'll paint it for you." If you still feel that you can't get over this hurdle in your heart, I can only paint you the ones that have been abandoned in the corner."

"Don't!" Liu was anxious, so she had to say, "Then you can draw one for me first."

"Wait a minute!" Yan Qing smiled and walked to the desk to sit down, before she put pen to paper, she already had a picture full of modern art in her mind.

Liu Shi followed and approached the desk, and when she saw that Mrs. Su had already started painting just by imagining in her head, she couldn't help but add another point of appreciation to Mrs. Su.

Yan Qing painted carefully one stroke at a time, and within half an hour, the paintings under his pen had gradually taken shape.

The only thing that Liu saw was that it was in a strange room, and there was nothing special about it.

Then, in the studio where the graffiti was painted on the wall, Yan Qing drew a chair, and when the chair was finished, it was time for her to draw people.

"Madam..."Yan Qing looked up at Liu Shi before painting the person and said: "Wait a while, no matter what you see, in short, the painting is called art, please don't take it too seriously?"

"Hmm!" Liu Shi saw that the painting was almost finished, and she nodded in response.

Immediately, Yan Qing began to draw people again.

It's just that the woman in this painting is not as dignified and virtuous as Liu imagined, but only a layer of white gauze covering important parts on her body, and she leans naked on the back of the chair.

"How?" Yan Qing finished the whole painting, put away his brush, and looked at Mrs. Wei.

Liu's eyes were glued to the painting, observing this private painting in detail, before listening to Mrs. Su's explanation, she did hesitate.

However, judging from the current situation, if you don't plan to paint the naked body of the woman, if you just look at the paintings, it will have some feelings, and it is not unacceptable to think about it, she asked with a smile: "How did Mrs. Su know about the paintings in her private room?"

"Hmm... Suddenly... On a whim!" Yan Qing is the most irritable now, and others ask her how she can draw this, how can she draw that? How can she always say that she dreams in her dreams!

Liu smiled, looked at the painting twice, put the painting on the table and said, "In this way, let's start!

"Hmm!" Yan Qing looked around at the studio, except for the peacock screen with a bit of a painting head, and then...

Her eyes stayed on the gauze curtain and the couch behind her, and she said with a flash of inspiration: "Madam, the looming beauty will have a sense of mystery, you can lie on the couch and rest when you are tired."

Hearing this, Liu Shi smiled, and naturally understood the meaning of Mrs. Su's words, she nodded and went to the couch behind the sand curtain.

Yan Qing was also beginning to study the ink, and she glanced up at Mrs. Wei from time to time, only to see the elegant posture reflected on the gauze curtain, and the heavy clothes on her body were removed one by one.

"Mrs. Su, is it okay?" asked Liu, standing behind the curtain.

Yan Qing looked at Mrs. Wei behind the curtain, her long black and straight hair was scattered like a waterfall, and her upper body was stripped of her clothes, leaving only a belly pocket.

She smiled and said, "Madam, it's okay."

After studying the ink, she went to guide Mrs. Wei to lie on the couch, and asked Mrs. Wei to put herself in a comfortable position.

She went back to her desk and sat down, and began to paint.

Yan Qing found a topic to chat with Mrs. Wei while drawing, so that Mrs. Wei could distract her and relax her body.

It's almost half an hour.

The painting "Mrs. Wei" was finally completed, and by this time, Liu had already dressed and walked out from behind the curtain.

She came to Yan Qing's side and took a look at the painting, and immediately felt very satisfied, this painting is indeed as Mrs. Su said, there is a looming mysterious beauty, showing new ideas, and there is no vulgarity at all.

She smiled and praised: "The paintings painted by Mrs. Su are really full of novelty, I like it very much."

"It's good if Madame likes it!" Yan Qing sighed secretly in his heart, thinking that today was not in vain.

Liu called the two girls in, lovingly handed them the painting, and ordered it to be hung on the wall.

After finishing the painting, Liu and Yan Qing chatted and went back to the main hall of the Furong Pavilion.

At this end, Wei Ting, Su Jin and Gong Wenshen were laughing and talking, and they came back from nowhere, and they all entered the hall together.

"Madam!" When Wei Ting saw that his wife and Mrs. Su happened to be back, he smiled and sat back on the upper seat with Liu, and asked, "Madame's painting, how is the painting?"

"Hmm!" Liu smiled a little shyly and replied: "It's already painted, Mrs. Su painted, I saw it with my own eyes today, it's really new and changeable."

At this time, Gong Wenshen took over and said, "Since Shi Niang's painting has been painted, why don't you take it out and enjoy it?"

"This..."Liu Shi looked at her husband with a little embarrassment, but Wei Ting didn't seem to comprehend the glint in his wife's eyes asking him for help at the moment.

How can she take out her private photo at will and show it to the younger generations.

Yan Qing looked at Mr. Wei and Gonggongzi, both of them were puzzled and waited for Mrs. Wei to reply, I am afraid that she can only relieve Mrs. Wei from the siege.

She looked at Mrs. Wei and smiled at Mr. Wei and Gonggong: "Mr. Wei, Brother Gong, this painting of Mrs. Wei has a looming mysterious beauty, and it is indeed inconvenient to appreciate it in front of everyone."

(Some of the chapters in this chapter are not in a state, not very comfortable!I will revise it as soon as possible tomorrow)