Yan Liben's behavior made Wu very confused, but he didn't think much about it, and went back to the room by the way, but then he felt that things were getting more and more wrong. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I always feel that Yan Liben seems to have a conspiracy, as for what the conspiracy is, I can't think of it, in short, how to think about it and feel wrong.

Until late at night, when the lights were still on in Wu's room, and when he was about to extinguish it, Yan Liben went and returned, and duangduangduang knocked on Wu's wooden door.

Jing'er, who was already asleep, was woken up by the knock on the door.

When Wu opened the door, Jing'er was rubbing her eyes and asked, "Wu?" Who's coming? ”

"Oh, it's Mr. Yan, you sleep, let's go out and talk."

Jing'er turned her head and fell asleep, and realized that she put on her clothes and went out.

"What's wrong? Can I help you? "I don't know what to call him, just like Jing'er said, call him Mr. Yan? I can't shout it anyway, so I don't need to call anything at all.

Yan Liben's eight-character beard went up, and then a smile appeared on his face, "It's nothing, it's just ......"

"If Mr. has something, just say it, and whoever you can help will definitely help!" I felt that it was not okay not to call him, so he learned to call Mr. Yan Liben by the name of Jianghuai.

However, Wu felt that Yan Liben was still quite stunned when he heard her call Mr., and his expression was sluggish for a moment, he didn't expect Yan Liben to have such a simple side, but when he saw it, he felt quite funny.

However, Enlightenment is still very serious on the surface.

"Sorry to bother you so late." It seems that it is difficult for Yan Liben to directly state his purpose.

It's very helpless, can't you get straight to the point, you have to go around so many bends and corners to be useful?

Quietly waited for Yan Liben to lay all the words before talking about his true purpose.

In the end, he understood what Yan Liben wanted to do, it turned out that Yan Liben was used to painting something he wanted to paint every night, so that he could sleep with confidence.

But Yan Liben was pondering in the room, but he didn't find what he wanted to paint, but he had been staring at Wu for a long time, and he liked Wu very much.

Enlightenment listened to Yan Liben's true purpose speechlessly.

"How can I help you?" Satoru was a little impatient, he was really tired of talking to the literati, he just had to say what she should do.

As a result, there was a lot of rambling.

In the end, Wu agreed to Yan Liben to help, and to put it bluntly, Yan Liben wanted Wu to be a model.

Isn't it just to be a model, she helped with this!

So, Wu Wu left with Yan Liben, and when she was on the way, she was still thinking that thanks to Wu Wu knowing that Yan Liben was a contemporary painter, otherwise, Wu Wu would definitely drive Yan Liben away as a villain.

Running to the girl's room at every turn, I'm really not shy.

The guest room Yan Liben lived in was not much different from the room they stayed in, but Yan Liben didn't seem to plan to paint in his room.

took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and took Wu to Cen Mo's room.

At the beginning, Wu Wu was very puzzled in his heart, and if he didn't understand, he would ask, and directly asked Yan Liben why he was in Cen Mo's room.

Yan Liben said that if it was in his room, there would be a lot of people here, which would not be conducive to the reputation of Miss Wu's family.

Well, Wu had never considered this, and she was quite grateful to Yan Liben in this regard.

Wu sat on the edge of Cen Mo's bed according to Yan Liben's request, his body slightly sideways, leaving only half of his face.

Satoru naturally showed the left side of her face, and she didn't think much about it.

However, Yan Liben said directly that he wanted her to show the other side of her face.

"......" I don't understand, maybe Yan Liben's aesthetics are more unique, so I turned around and showed another face.

"yes, that's it, stay still!" In the end, the sitting posture of enlightenment was very satisfactory to Yan Liben.

A quarter of an hour, Wu was okay, two quarter of an hour, Wu felt that she was sore, if she didn't move again, it was estimated that her head would be wasted, so she just had a little sign of moving, Yan Liben immediately shouted. "Don't move!"

Enlightenment endured the uncomfortable energy again.

She regretted it, she really regretted it, next time if he made this request again, she wouldn't agree to kill her, what, it's so tiring, she'd rather go to work as a coolie than sit here, she now knows why those models make so much money.

This work is simply not done by people, and I feel like I am about to faint.

Finally, when he was about to lose consciousness and fall backwards, Yan Liben finally shouted a word.

The whole soul of enlightenment has been sublimated, and the whole person's mood has changed from low to wonderful in an instant.

Moving her muscles and bones, stomping her feet, she was not in a hurry to leave, because her legs and feet were already numb, and she didn't dare to move hard, and the numbness all over her body began to go up from her toes, and the feeling of overcurrent made Wu cry and laugh, and she didn't dare to move again.

Now his feet are lifted in mid-air, and he doesn't dare to move for a moment, lest he touch the floor.

Suddenly, a hand appeared on Satoru's leg looking for trouble, and Satoru wanted to slap it off, but his body was out of control.

"Cen Mo - you are looking for death!" A wolf's howl sounded in Cen Mo's room.

Cen Mo shouted innocently, "Give me some water to drink." ”

Realizing that he was almost relieved, he knew that Cen Mo was also unintentional, and he felt that he was too much, so he hurriedly poured water for Cen Mo to drink.

Give Cen Mo a pulse again, and his body is fine.

Yan Liben didn't say a word the whole time, admiring his new work.

Curious, I stepped forward to take a look, but I felt that it was really worth it to sit there for so long!

Yan Liben's painting is really wonderful, his painting method has nothing to do with the ancient style, but it is like a sketch, and the thick lines of the ink pen are all alive in Yan Liben's place, exactly the same as the real one!

The whole person was surprised, this is not scientific, how to do it!

Cen Mo had already woken up, his surprised eyes fell on Cen Mo's eyes, Cen Mo was also very curious, his condition was almost better, and he was also in a coma in bed for a long time, and he struggled to wake up but found that this thing was very different from what he thought.

Shouldn't he have woken up surrounded by a lot of people?

Why are there only these two, and they still ignore him.

So, Cen Mo struggled to get out of bed and walked to Wu's side, but Wu didn't realize that Cen Mo was already close.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Cen Mo spoke, he was very hoarse, and at the same time, he was frightened by the realization who was admiring the painting.

Cen Mo also noticed the words, and he didn't want the quilt in his hand, so he put the quilt down. snatched the painting from Yan Liben's hand and shouted, "Sir, this painting is amazing, can you give it to you?" ”

The main thing is that the person in this painting is painting his little lady!

Yan Li originally wanted to say that it was okay.

"No! This is what Mr. Yan and I have worked so hard to paint here, what is the matter with you? You go first, I haven't spoken yet! "Even if Yan Liben agrees, she still doesn't agree, why give it to Cen Mo, if she wants to give it, it's for her!

Yan Liben didn't expect that his own painting would be so sought-after.

Quietly waiting for the two to duke it off.

Although the male and female have been divided, it is still Satoru who wins.

That painting wouldn't be Cen Mo's anyway.

Just when the outcome of the dispute between the two had been divided, Yan Liben said, "I want to keep this painting for myself!" ”

The two of them are slumped, okay, no one has to earn it, it is not their own at all!

Yan Liben carefully put away the painting in front of Wu and Cen Mo, and while collecting it, he also said that maybe one day he will miss this painting very much.

Satoru began to think that this person was a little perverted, yes, because she didn't paint her, and she had been a model for him for so long.

I want to scold my mother, but I don't know what to scold.

In the end, he returned to his room in a negative mood.

However, the next day, he got the news that Yan Liben's painting had been stolen!

Stolen! Stolen! Stolen!

The first thing that came to mind was Cen Mo, and when he heard the news early in the morning, he ran to Cen Mo to question.

"What about paintings?"

Cen Mo was pulled out by Wu while he was still in the bed.

"What painting?"

"Don't play stupid, the painting I painted yesterday was stolen, did you do it?"

"What? Stolen? ”

"Still playing dumb with me! Don't play dumb, hurry up and take it out! ”

"I didn't do it!"

"The thieves all say they're not thieves!"

"If you don't say it, I'll be searched!"

"You search, I don't believe you can search it!"

"Stop the ink, tell me, where are you hiding?"

"I really didn't steal it!"

"Who else but you?"

Cen Mo didn't admit it, and he didn't talk to him anymore, and he did it himself, but he didn't find it all over the house!

"Tell me, where did you put it?" Satoru said breathlessly.

"I really didn't steal it! Why don't you believe it! ”

"Did you put it on you?" There wasn't one in the house, and Satoru thought it was most likely that he had it with him.

"Not really! Don't believe you! "Except for Cen Mo, I can't remember anyone else, so it's definitely him! That's him!

"Hahaha, hahaha, don't scratch me!" I really got started. (To be continued.) )