Chapter 118: Inspiration Comes Through

Luo Chenxi almost didn't bite off his tongue!

Mu Yichen is really her nemesis.

How to ask the questions, each one is a proposition!

"Is it or isn't?" Mu Yichen frowned.

Luo Chenxi hurriedly said: "You ...... Listen to me! These are two different things. I asked the three young masters to undress, just because they were too ugly. Mu Dashao, you have a lot of taste and dress so handsomely! The aura is two meters eight! No need to take it off, really don't need to! ”

Mu Yichen lifted his thin lips, "There is still a little vision." ”

"Ahem, I won the award because I was with the wise and martial Mu Dashao every day, which improved my aesthetics." Luo Chenxi tried her best to pat herself on the back and beg to let it go.

Mu Yichen turned his head, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly at an angle she couldn't see.

"Where do you want me to sit?"

When Luo Chenxi heard this, he finally didn't take it off, and hurriedly ran over and pushed the chair over for him.

"Just sit here! The light is the best here! You may be seated. ”

"That'...... Can I move? ”

"Yes, yes! Absolutely! Feel free to do so, I'm not drawing on you, I'm just looking for a feeling. ”

Mu Yichen nodded, took a business magazine, sat on a chair and read it.

Luo Chenxi sat back on the sofa, picked up the hand-drawn tablet, and began to draw.

A few days ago, no matter how hard she racked her brains, she couldn't find inspiration, but suddenly all of a sudden popped up.

Luo Chenxi's pen flew like a fly, and the tip of the pen fell on the scratch paper, making a swishing sound.

Mu Yichen glanced at her from time to time.

However, after meeting Luo Chenxi's eyes when he looked up, he stopped looking around, and focused on flipping through the magazine in his hand.

Luo Chenxi quickly completed three drawings.

Put down the pen and let out a long breath.

She wanted to get up and leave, but after looking at the blueprints twice, she realized that something was wrong.

These three drawings, and the two design drawings she finalized earlier, are not the same style at all.

Last time, it was a casual style at home, but this time, it was a noble son's style full of wealthy aura.

It simply can't be cobbled together into a series.

Luo Chenxi raised his eyes to look at Mu Yichen and guessed the reason.

It must be because Mu Yichen, who is reading the magazine today, has a different aura than the last time she cooked noodles, and the inspiration she brought is also different.

However, it was already rare for Mu Da Shao to sit there and let her paint for so long, and she didn't dare to ask him to cook noodles again......

What to do?

Luo Chenxi bit the cap of the pen, twisted her eyebrows and thought for a while, and gradually felt that her eyelids were a little heavy.

She drank some wine today, although the effect was not as obvious as Fang Ziqian's, but it had some effect.

Moreover, it is so quiet, so warm, and ...... Good security......

Mu Yichen couldn't bear not to look at Luo Chenxi, but the sound of paper and pen rubbing disappeared for a long time, and there was no movement.

He looked back confusedly.

found that Luo Chenxi was already asleep on the sofa.

The white and tender little face had a faint flush, the small mouth was slightly open to breathe, and a few strands of hair were messily attached to the forehead.

Mu Yichen relaxed his steps and walked to her side.

Extremely disgusted tone: "I'm stupid, I don't know if I sleep like this and I'll fall asleep tomorrow?" I guess I can't lift my neck. ”

With that, slender fingers brushed over her face, then along the graceful curve of her chin, and finally, pressed her pink lips.

It's still a little swollen up there.

That was earlier, he thought that this little woman was cheating, and he bit out the traces of anger.