It was a self-portrait.

It was drawn in black pencil and had the appearance of a boy on it.

Yu Ling didn't pay attention to these, but because...... The person in this painting is himself.

Song Song handed him the portrait, "Don't you think this portrait is very familiar?" ”

Yu Ling didn't speak, and maybe he didn't need to answer, he already understood.

This portrait is of him.

"Are you curious, who drew this?" Song Song quietly glanced at the change in his expression, and his heart was secretly happy.

It looks like he's curious.

Since you're curious, you're right!

Song Song waited for his next sentence, and sure enough, Yu Ling asked next: "Who drew it?" ”

His voice betrayed his nervousness.

In fact, the answer is very simple.

In this family, apart from Song Ning, who will paint him?

Of course Song Song can't, she has only seen him a few times, so why bother to paint him as a person who is not familiar at all?

"It's your sister...... Is it? He asked hesitantly.

“Bingo！” Song Song nodded excitedly.

Receiving the expected answer, Yu Ling was obviously still a little stunned.

Why did Song Ning paint him?

Although he didn't know how to paint, he could see that the person who painted this painting was very attentive and serious.

Song Song finished his own thing and decided to retire.

However, she did not forget to get the portrait back.

After all, she couldn't let her sister know.

Song Song has his own reasons for doing this, since it is an assist, then the assist must be in place, but it can't be too obvious.

It's too obvious, it will backfire, she understands this truth!

So, she quietly reminded that it was up to them to see what the final result would be.

……

When Song Ning came back, she saw that Yu Ling was not doing the question, but sitting there with her head down.

Song Ning patted him on the back, "What's wrong?" ”

Yu Ling's dark eyes looked at her directly, making her a little nervous.

"You...... Why are you looking at me like that? ”

"Ask you something."

Yu Ling tugged at the corners of her clothes, pulled her down and sat down, and then leaned closer to her.

Suddenly getting so close, Song Ning became even more nervous, so nervous that Da Dong's palms were sweating.

"You—you ask." Without a heart, her stammering attribute was exposed again.

"Your sister just showed me something very interesting." Yu Ling was patient, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Hearing Song Song's name, Song Ning suddenly had a bad blessing

Sure enough, Yu Ling then said, "She showed me a portrait." ”

Song Ning: "......"

Almost as soon as he painted it, she remembered what it was.

How could she not know what portrait he was referring to!

Song Song gave it, then there is only one!

But now, Song Ning could only pretend to be calm, "What, what a portrait." ”

Well, it looks like she can't put it down, and her stuttering completely exposes her nervous mood right now.

But Song Ning is not the only one who is nervous.

Yu Ling too.

When he found out that she was painting herself, his mood jumped for a moment.

It's like a swimming fish that has sunk in the water, and suddenly has the vitality to jump up.

"You really don't know, what kind of portrait is that?"

When he said this, Yu Ling suddenly moved forward a little closer, and the panic flashed in the girl's eyes, which he happened to see.

On the side of his mouth, a smile unconsciously overflowed.