Ning Yi suddenly felt that his heart was full of emotion, and he hurriedly dodged away.

I didn't even dare to ask again.

It doesn't matter what he tattoos, but this ghost painting is like a thing, and his wife, who doesn't know where to float, is also a wonderful person.

Xiao Xuan bypassed the stone wall, and after walking for a while, Ning Yi found that they had reached the back of the waterfall.

Sure enough, there was a cave.

It turns out that the setting of Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave really exists.

This is the cave where plum blossoms bloomed on the side of Xiao Xuan's mouth. Ning Yi has been in the mountainous area of Guizhou for nearly half a month, and for the first time he truly experienced the scenery of the mountains, which is as clear as dust and the beauty of the world is smart.

The plum blossoms are scattered outside this cave, and at the entrance of the cave, it is not a large area of dazzling bright red, but a little bit of star red that falls between the blue colors. is not extravagant, but it has a charm of holding the pipa and half covering the face.

The cave was not big, and Ning Yi stepped on a pile of weeds to enter it, and found that it was a little warmer inside than outside. The cave was dark, and the sound of speech crashed between the stone walls overhead, echoing in waves.

She didn't dare to go inside, she only stood still at the door, and pointed a place with her foot and said to Xiao Xuan: "It's really beautiful here, come on Xiao Xueba, I think this point is good." Isn't it time for you to show me some great artwork? ”

"That's it." Xiao Xuan nodded casually, set up the handmade drawing board on a stone that looked like a chair, and then began to adjust the angle towards the plum blossoms and the waterfall.

"If you can't figure it out, let me come, this great master will inherit Zhang Daqian." Ning Yi said with a mouthful of nonsense.

Xiao Xuan raised the corner of his lips and hooked it: "Then I'll leave half of the painting to you."

Ning Yi felt that he was provocative, and suddenly had a desire to win: "Paint, you hurry up, I'll give you the finishing touch."

Xiao Xuan picked up the pen, the sleeve was slightly pulled up, revealing the thin wrist bones, the fingers were slender and good-looking, the pencil was scribbled, and the shape was neat and neat, steady and ruthless.

Ning Yixin said, there are two brushes!

Looking at the sacred posture of gazing at the beautiful scenery in front of him, it really looks like another prosperous boutique that has been cultivated by the accumulation of works of art since he was a child.

Aren't all those who study science and engage in scientific research all straight men of steel who have no interest at all?

This person's personality made her a little confused.

Ning Yi squatted next to him and watched for a while, bored. In December, there are occasionally a few untimely dead leaves falling in the mountains, which is quite a bit of a long time, and the cold does not know the meaning of the year.

Xiao Xuan was so engaged in painting that she was too embarrassed to bother, so she looked east and west, and her eyes swept to the spring at the end of the waterfall, where there was a white flower the size of a single palm. Ning Yi had never seen such a flower. She silently moved closer, and saw that the flower was swaying in the wind, and the petals were white to transparent, and the soft yellow heart was slightly exposed inside, standing alone by the side of a spring, pitiful and lovely.

The waterfall wasn't too big, and it wasn't too turbulent, but it was enough to stop Ning Yi's feet from taking another step forward. She looked at it from a distance, and recalled in her mind a rare flower that the biology teacher had talked about, but she couldn't think of what it was called, so she couldn't help but interrupt Xiao Xuan, who was immersed in the painting: "Look at that white flower, what is it called, our teacher seems to have talked about it before." ”

Xiao Xuan looked in the direction of her finger, pondered for a moment, and said arbitrarily: "Impossible." ”

"What can't be?"

"How could I not have seen everything you saw in class." Xiao Xuan's eyes fell on the flower, and he could barely move away.

Ning Yi was speechless: "Why do you look down on people so much!" Everyone is a student biographic, why can't I see it? Do you make others as unknowledgeable as you are? After she said this, she felt that her scalp was a little numb, although Ning Yi often bragged, but in front of Xiao Xueba, she was still a little weak-hearted.

Xiao Xueba put down the pen and raised his hand: "Oh? So what is it called? ”