Chapter 155: What kind of painting did you make?

His face is very handsome, the bridge of his nose is straight, his eyelashes are trembling, and his thick black eyebrows are slightly frowned.

The thin lips were pursed tightly, and the deep and dark eyes were staring at Gu Mingzhu.

This man is really good-looking!

She sighed in her heart, took away her slightly empty gaze, and turned her eyes to look at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

"Can you give me your pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" Against that resentful gaze, Gu Mingzhu swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty.

I always feel like a wolf's gaze, and the next bite will swallow myself into my stomach.

"Come here!" A cold voice sounded, with a hint of gloom and obscurity.

Gu Mingzhu looked at the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the desk, swallowed his saliva, and finally slowly moved over and stood a foot away from Chu Jing.

"Don't you want pen, ink, paper, inkstone? Come here. The slender hand slammed on the desk, making a crisp tapping sound, and next to the finger was the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that was close to the feet, he estimated the distance, his hand estimated that he could reach it, his eyes looked at Chu Jing, but his hand stretched out to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seeing that he was about to take it, Gu Mingzhu was overjoyed, and his eyes looked at the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

A pair of big hands stretched out very quickly, grabbed her little hand and took it into her arms, Gu Mingzhu fell into a warm embrace, and the refreshing and lightly scented masculine breath instantly struck

Chu Jing wiped a trace of pride in his eyes, hugged the little girl on his lap, put his head against her black hair, and a faint fragrance came to his nose, and he didn't know what this girl used to wash her hair? There was always a scent of rose petals on my head, and I took a deep breath and squinted my eyes in satisfaction, if only I could hold her like this all the time.

Gu Mingzhu was originally a pseudo-child, with the soul of an adult living in his body, and was held in Chu Jing's arms, Gu Mingzhu's old face, who had never been so close to a man, was as red as a boiled shrimp.

"What do you want pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for? Well! The warm breath hit his ears, and Gu Mingzhu's face turned even redder.

This guy is born to be a master of flirting with girls, and this flirting technique is now becoming more and more proficient.

"I want to draw a few blueprints." Blushing and beating for a while, Gu Mingzhu finally came to his senses.

"Why don't I draw it for you?" deliberately approached the charming voice of flattery, and Gu Mingzhu's heart softened.

This guy's voice should not be too good!

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Gu Mingzhu, who was finally not confused, came back to her senses in an instant, this can't let him draw, what she wants to paint is a three-dimensional picture of the greenhouse, counting on him to paint, who knows what he will draw?

"That's fine!" Chu Jing said and unfolded the drawings, and prepared the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Gu Mingzhu was a little speechless, how can you draw a picture with me?

This guy has long arms and long hands, and she can still stretch and unfold the drawings on the table through her arms. But Gu Mingzhu, who was sitting in his arms, was not calm, he always felt like he was sitting on a hot potato under his buttocks, and if he sat down again, his ass would burn.

"You read your book, I'll draw my picture." Gu Mingzhu decided to throw away the potato that was burning her buttocks.

As he spoke, he broke free from Chu Jing's arms and sat down on the other side.

Chu Jing knew that this girl couldn't screw her up, so she broke free.

It's just that the emptiness in his arms made him very sad, and he glanced at Gu Mingzhu, seeing that she was concentrating on preparing to draw, he sighed and sat on the chair and stared at her drawing.

According to the appearance of the modern greenhouse in his mind, Gu Mingzhu drew a three-dimensional whole surface drawing, and drew a floor plan on the side, front, and back.

After the drawing, I thought of the shape and area of the barren beach, and drew a plan again, and even marked out what vegetables to grow on that piece of land with a pen.

Chu Jing was just lazily leaning back in the chair, only looking at Gu Mingzhu's bright little face and being stunned, but after taking a look at Gu Mingzhu's drawings, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his expression became solemn.

This girl can really read and draw, and she is a little strange in this drawing, at a glance, it is clear at a glance, the narrow place is narrow, the wide place is wide, the circle is round, the square is square, and you can also see the structure in the greenhouse from the map, which is better than his military defense map.

And the front, back, and side of the greenhouse can be seen.

What kind of drawing is this?

He'd never seen anything like it!

There is also a larger drawing, at a glance, you can tell that it is a barren beach, and the pieces of land are like that on the paper, clear and easy to understand. It also marked the vegetable species to be planted with a neat and neat block letter, and even the pond was marked.

How much else is this girl hiding from him? The more he dug up, the more curious he became, she was like a treasure, revealing treasures that made people blush from time to time, and he didn't want to let go even more.

Gu Mingzhu didn't notice Chu Jing's solemn eyes at all, picked up the drawn drawings and blew them on his mouth, and after the ink was dry, he rolled up a few more drawings, tied them with a thin rope, and prepared to hand them over to Uncle Zhao tomorrow.

When everything was done, he found that Chu Jing was looking at him with blazing eyes, and his face was excited, as if he had found a delicious meal viciously.

Gu Mingzhu was taken aback, took a step back, touched his face and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?" Do I have dirt on my face? ”

Amused by the little girl's nervous emotions, Chu Jing couldn't help but chuckle lightly.

Gu Mingzhu looked at Chu Jing as if he was looking at a neuropath, could this man have a bad brain?

"You have very good drawings, who did you learn from?" Restraining his smile, Chu Jing asked seriously.

"Oh no, this guy is suspicious." This was Gu Mingzhu's first feeling.

After so many days, she had forgotten that she was a time-traveling person, and before she knew it, she had used modern things. This picture is three-dimensional, and in this era, it seems that there has never been a three-dimensional picture. This guy has poisonous eyes, and he is suspicious at a glance.

How can this question be obscured?

His eyes rolled around, thinking about what to use to divert Chu Jing's attention, and suddenly saw many paintings hanging on the side of the study, and the people on the paintings were a little familiar, and if he wanted to see them clearly, he walked towards the paintings.

Chu Jing, who was originally waiting for Gu Mingzhu to answer the question, felt bad in her heart when she saw Gu Mingzhu suddenly aiming at those paintings, and she would carefully put them away after reading them every time.

I didn't expect Gu Mingzhu to come to the study this time, and I didn't have time to put away this painting.

Without thinking about it, he stopped Gu Mingzhu, took her hand and walked out.

Gu Mingzhu was unsteady by his footsteps, and staggered back to the bedroom with his footsteps.

But I'm even more curious about the painting in the study, this guy attaches so much importance to it, it must be his childhood sweetheart! She vaguely saw that the paintings were all women, but they all looked small, so she insisted that they were his childhood sweethearts.