Zi Shiyi's face was pale.

Bi said respectfully: "I am." ”

"Your task is to use the most exquisite painting skills to paint the landscape ink paintings we need." Song Yuyi's expression was extremely cold.

He is misogynistic.

If it weren't for the fact that Zi Shiyi was the best painter of landscape ink painting in country M.

He would not allow Zi Shiyi to enter the Song Villa at all.

"Yes."

Zi Shiyi's heart was nervous and restless.

She was forcibly taken to the Song villa by the secret guards.

At first, she was frightened and thought it was a kidnapping, but when she found out that the target was the Tiandu Blue Mountain.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Tiandu Blue Mountain is inhabited by the top wealthy and powerful.

I don't look down on a little person like her at all.

She was taken to the top of the Tiandu Blue Mountain, and was sent to this imposing villa to make her wait.

Zi Shiyi waited in fear.

I don't know what brought her here.

Now, knowing the purpose, her heart was relieved.

——

Ye Qinqin rinsed his mouth and washed his face very quickly.

The powder blue pajamas were not changed.

I hurried downstairs.

"Brother Yi, is that her!" Ye Qinqin rushed to Song Yuyi's side.

"Yes, her name is Zi Shiyi, a master of landscape ink painting."

Song Yuyi's eyes were gentle and doting, staring at Ye Qinqin intently.

In an instant, the icy chill turned into a spring melt.

Ye Qinqin smiled and looked at Zi Shiyi.

"I'm Ye Qinqin, it's a pleasure to meet you, Purple Poetry Painter."

"Me too, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Ye Qinqin."

Zi Shiyi inexplicably felt that Ye Qinqin's appearance made the smell of collapse in the air much easier.

"Please, help me draw a landscape ink painting I've seen." Ye Qinqin looked at Zi Shiyi with blank eyes.

Zi Shiyi nodded, "Okay." ”

——

After some careful depiction, the landscape ink painting that Ye Qinqin wanted was slowly presented at the tip of Yuan Shiyi's pen.

"Purple poetry painter, what you painted is almost exactly the same as the landscape ink painting that my mother likes." Ye Qinqin admired.

Song Yuyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Qinqin.

"Qinqin, why is it almost identical?"

He was confused.

Ye Qinqin lowered his head and looked at the landscape ink paintings placed on the table.

muttered: "I don't know how to say it, the purple poetry painter's painting is more delicate than my mother's landscape ink painting, but there is no such feeling, just no." ”

Song Yuyi stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Qinqin.

"It's okay, we'll definitely find the real landscape ink painting that my mother likes in the future."

Ye Qinqin nodded.

He whispered, "Yes, we will be able to find it." ”

"Qinqin, I ordered someone to frame the landscape ink painting painted by Zi Shiyi and put it in our bedroom, so that you can see it anytime and anywhere." Song Yuyi is gentle.

"Okay." Ye Qinqin agreed.

Song Yuyi immediately ordered someone to take a few framers to Song's villa, frame Ye Qinqin's favorite landscape ink paintings, and hang them on the wall.

——

Ye Qinqin was overjoyed.

Thank you to Zi Shiyi, "Purple Shiyi painter, thank you very much, your painting is even better than I imagined." ”

"You complimented, Ye Qinqin." Yuan Shiyi smiled.

"Qinqin, it's all painted!" Song Yuyi said softly.

Ye Qinqin nodded, "It's all drawn." ”

Song Yuyi nodded lightly, indicating that she knew.

"In that case, Purple Poetry Painter, I'll send someone to send you back."

Zi Shiyi nodded like pounding garlic, she wished she had left earlier.

Song Yuyi looked at Zi Shiyi and said coldly: "Purple Shiyi painter, there are some things that are not allowed to be mentioned outside, if you let me know that someone is acting without permission, I will make her regret it." ”