Chapter 257: Gift Beauty Painting

"Your invitation is going to be overwhelming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Zheng Zhefan shook his head and smiled, and went to get the painting tools.

"I don't see any signs that you can't hold on." Isabella generously began to take off her clothes in front of Zheng Zhefan.

At this time, Zheng Zhefan set up the easel and clamped the paper.

Isabella has also removed her whole body armament, showing her amazing and beautiful figure.

Zheng Zhefan glanced at it and couldn't take his eyes off it.

The body was as perfect as he had imagined.

Isabella saw that Zheng Zhefan was a little distracted, she smiled a little proudly, she knew the charm of her body. But Zheng Zhefan rarely lost his temper when he faced her before.

"Zheng, am I beautiful?" Isabella struck a few curvaceous and seductive poses in front of the easel.

"It's beautiful!" Zheng Zhefan nodded.

He picked up a brush and began to draw on the paper as quickly as he could.

He kept changing brushes and colors, and soon Isabella's proud figure appeared on the paper.

He painted Isabella's shocking beauty vividly, and every detail was expressive. It's just that he painted delicate and blooming stamens at each of her three points.

The three delicate flowers are purple and red, and there are crystal clear dewdrops on the petals.

It seemed as if the dew was going to roll off the petals at any moment.

Zheng Zhefan's painting is no longer the painting method of Chinese painting, but the painting method of watercolor painting.

Watercolor painting is the most testing skill of the painter, because it cannot be painted layer by layer like oil painting, and if the stroke is not good, it is difficult to revise it.

Zheng Zhefan paints watercolors very quickly, only a few strokes to draw the outline, and then quickly refine the details, a painting, ten minutes of work, he finished the painting.

Isabella then walked into the bathroom with a graceful twist, and she turned on the shower.

Crystal hot water spilled down.

It landed on her body, forming round droplets of water, and then rolled down from that beautiful body.

This scene made Zheng Zhefan look a little stupid.

At this moment, his heart did not have the slightest desire, but was full of joy at discovering beauty.

He put the finished painting on the coffee table next to him to dry naturally.

Then, Zheng Zhefan sandwiched another piece of drawing paper, and he began to quickly draw the beauty bathing picture again.

The Isabella he imagined was like a delicate and beautiful flower bathed in the rain, with delicate skin and a face like a flower.

With such a thought, he really painted Isabella as a delicate flower.

The graceful figure is painted as a flower plant, and the face is a blooming flower.

Under closer inspection, this beauty flower is really shockingly beautiful. Zheng Zhefan finished painting this beauty flower, and quickly drew two more sketches.

"Zheng, are you done?" Isabella asked, wiping her face under the showerhead.

"I'm done." Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"I'm tired of washing, I'll see how the painting goes." Isabella chuckled and turned off the shower, dried herself, and walked out of the bathroom with a light step.

"Put on your clothes, it's a little cold, don't catch a cold." Zheng Zhefan said.

"Oh." Isabella then went to get a nightdress and put it on her body.

She slowly walked to the table where Zheng Zhefan put his paintings.

She glanced at it, and couldn't take her eyes off it.

Her beautiful eyes widened suddenly, her small mouth opened, and she looked surprised: "Zheng, the painting is really wonderful, in such a short time, you actually painted four paintings, and each one is so meaningful, it is really surprising." ā€

"If you like it." Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"I love it so much, especially this one." She pointed to the beautiful flower.

"All four of these paintings are for you." Zheng Zhefan said.

"Huh? This gift is too valuable, Zheng, I can't accept it. Isabella's first reaction was to refuse.

The market value of Zheng Zhefan's paintings in China has reached as high as one billion Chinese coins, which means that the price of each of his paintings is now at least 10 million yuan.

Doesn't four paintings mean a lot of money?

"It's just four paintings, and besides, it's still you, why can't you accept it?" Zheng Zhefan stroked her long wet hair and said.

"The value of these four paintings is going to be a lot of money." Isabella said.

"In my eyes, the friendship between you and me is priceless." Zheng Zhefan smiled and squeezed his eyes at her.

Isabella's eyes suddenly became foggy.

"Zheng, thank you for valuing our friendship so much." Isabella squeezed her body into Zheng Zhefan's arms.

"You are a lovely, kind, beautiful girl, and I like your personality very much." Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"Zheng, thank you, your words make me feel happy. I grew up and had my first real friendship. Two lines of tears rolled down Isabella's eyes.

"Yikes! What are you crying about! ā€

Zheng Zhefan wiped her tears with his hand.

"I cried because I was happy." Isabella put her face on Zheng Zhefan's chest and said embarrassedly.

"Hmmm! Then you rest for a while, and I'll go take a shower. Zheng Zhefan said.

"Okay." Isabella nodded.

Zheng Zhefan walked to the suitcase to find his change of clothes.

Isabella followed: "Zheng, I'll help you find your clothes, you go wash them." ā€

"That's good."

Zheng Zhefan went to the bathroom, closed the door, took off his clothes, went to open the lotus shower, and rinsed it under water.

While washing, the door of the bathroom creaked open.

Isabella held a few clothes in her arms, leaned against the door, and looked at Zheng Zhefan and smiled.

This made Zheng Zhefan quite embarrassed.

In this life, he has never exposed his body in front of any other woman.

He can't help but be a little secretive.

"Zheng, let me take a good look at you, your body is very toned, exactly the type I like." Isabella chuckled.

"Oh, I'm not used to being looked at like this." Zheng Zhefan muttered.

"Poof!"

Isabella laughed, "Really? Then I have to take a good look at you. ā€

Zheng Zhefan shrugged his shoulders and smiled awkwardly: "Okay, I'll show you." ā€

"That's right! Something nice to look at must be shared with a good friend. Isabella looked greedily at Zheng Zhefan's body and said with a coquettish smile.

His body is toned and well-proportioned, he looks very thin, but the muscles on his body are very strong, and there are eight abdominal muscles on the lower abdomen, showing a beautiful vest line.

His skin was white and delicate, shimmering with the glow of porcelain.

Isabella looked at it for a while, and then she felt that her face was hot.

Zheng Zhefan was stared at like this, and his heart was a little furious, and he turned sideways to prevent Isabella from seeing an unknown object that had already reacted somewhat.