When she got home in the evening, Jiang Juan supervised her: "Isn't there a painting homework tonight?" You still don't do it? ”

Jiang Shenmu completely forgot about this stubble.

Trying to intercede with Ginger Roll was completely useless.

Jiang Juan said very honestly: "I am your teacher now, you go to paint." ”

Seeing her gloating, Jiang Shenmu naturally couldn't let her go.

"I have a poor foundation, and my sister is by the side to guide me?"

Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

Jiang Juan agreed and sat down beside him.

At first, she was quite energetic, but Jiang Shenmu said that it was a guide, and he didn't ask her a few questions at all, plus he was slow to draw, it can be said that he was too fast, and Jiang Juan, a patient person, was exhausted by him.

More than an hour passed, and her patience was completely replaced by sleepiness.

I don't understand in my heart, when she was painting, how did Jiang Shenmu keep watching from the sidelines, could it be that she was too attractive to paint.

Afraid of falling asleep, she sat next to her and mixed the paint with a match.

I was really sleepy in the back, so I couldn't hold back, yawned, raised my hand, and covered my mouth.

But she forgot that her fingers were stained with paint, and when she covered her mouth, her fingers rubbed against her cheeks, and she didn't notice what her face had become.

I only saw the barrage brushing: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't you save it?" ”

"Saved."

"Saved."

What to save?

Ginger rolls didn't even bother to think about it.

99 also silently took pictures of his host in all directions.

One shot is a hundred.

Usually I can reminisce about the cute appearance of the host, and when I return to the interstellar world in the future, I can also use photos to please His Highness, killing two birds with one stone!

He's really getting smarter.

Jiang Shenmu reluctantly drew a picture, adding flowers to the grass.

He didn't have any special skills, and during that time, he was thinking more about how to make money to support himself, and then he didn't need to worry about money, but he didn't have time to learn this.

His original family was not rich enough, so how could he have extra money to develop any hobbies for him.

Compared to ginger rolls, he doesn't seem to have any merits at all.

Looking at this painting, Jiang Shenmu felt terrible.

Subconsciously looked at the ginger roll, for fear that the ginger roll would show a disappointed look on his face.

After all, in terms of painting, he and her have no common topic at all, they only think that Jiang Juan's paintings are very good-looking, but he doesn't know how to praise her in depth.

Who knew that when I turned my head, I saw a girl with half-squinted eyes.

The skin next to the lip flap is also stained with several colors of paint.

Seeing him look over, she nodded and said, "Good drawing." ”

It's really perfunctory, and it's like I'm about to fall asleep.

But Rao is like this, Jiang Shenmu thinks she is so cute.

It's crazy.

Jiang Shenmu's voice was not sharp at all, his deep and magnetic voice was like a lullaby, and he asked Jiang Juan: "Sister, are you still awake?" ”

Ginger Roll nodded confusedly.

Of course she was awake.

Looking at the painting, she commented seriously: "The lines are not rounded enough, a little stiff, and the color matching is not good enough, these two colors should be neutralized, and there are ......"

Oops, the brain is short-circuited.

Looking at the young man next to him in confusion, Jiang Shenmu looked at her gently, stretched out his hand, and wiped some of the paint off her cheeks, because it had been dry for a long time, and the next thing was to be wiped off with water.

The skin on the fingertips is warm and delicate.