Before she knew it, she had finished writing both Chinese and mathematics.

The little ginseng slept in the water and spit bubbles, it was really boring, Cang Ran took out a brush, pressed the paperweight, from grinding ink mineral pigments to adding some blending agents, Cang Ran enjoyed the process very much.

It took more than an hour to prepare.

When she dipped the paint on the paper, she finally regained the feeling she had been.

Ink stroke by stroke, little by little color, soon a few butterflies appeared vividly on the rice paper.

All of them are royal blue butterflies, and they look very spiritual.

She sat there looking at the butterflies on the painting.

"No matter how spiritual it is, it's just a dead thing."

As she spoke, she blew into the picture, and the butterflies that were still on the paper just now flew up instantly.

Their scales sparkle in the light of the pearl of the night, a butterfly species that should not be found in modern life.

Extinct species have been reborn in her pen.

These butterflies seemed to recognize the Lord, surrounding Cangran, flickering with a faint light.

Cang Ran stretched out her finger, and a butterfly obediently stopped at her fingertips.

And what Qi Che saw when he opened his eyes was such a picture.

The sky was full of dazzling stars, and the courtyard was illuminated by the unique light of the Night Pearl, and Cang Ran was sitting not far in front of her.

She held out her fingers, and a butterfly pattern that she had never seen before landed on her fingertips.

The butterfly was extremely dreamy and flashing with light, so Qi Che was a little confused for a while.

Is this beautiful scenery in front of you in a dream, or is it reality?

Looking at it, Cang Ran suddenly smiled, and Qi Che was stunned.

This smile should be the clearest and most memorable smile he has ever seen.

After laughing a little, she waved her hand wickedly and drove all the butterflies on the table into the air.

In an instant, more than a dozen butterflies fluttered around Cangran with their crystal wings.

Qi Che had to admit that he was a little out of shape because he was stunned.

Cang Ran is indeed the kind of amazing beauty, but she doesn't usually know how to dress up.

The long hair is not smooth at the back of the head, it is obviously a tie, and the clothing is a little casual.

I have to say that at this moment, she is so beautiful that Qi Che is in her heart.

Just when Qi Che was distracted, Cang Ran turned his head and found that he had woken up, obviously stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Are you awake? Still uncomfortable? Cang Ran stretched out his hand to test Qi Che's body temperature.

But when he didn't touch him, he grabbed his wrist.

Only then did Cang Ran react.

Thinking that when she had just been reborn, Cheng Yun wanted to test her body temperature but she refused.

Qi Che will also mind.

Thinking of this, Cang Ran wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Qi Che grabbed her wrist and put her hand on her forehead.

Cang Ran didn't know what was going on with this atmosphere, anyway, she seemed to be a little flustered.

After touching his forehead, he quickly took his hand back.

"It's still a little burning, but it's not a big deal, I'll see the injury on your back."

Cangran said, going around behind the tub.

Qi Che's shirt was taken off by Wei Banmad, and a pair of obscene pants were left underneath, and the inside of the bath bucket was surrounded by Cang Ran with her clothes to avoid Qi Che's discomfort.

After she got up, Qi Che bent forward very cooperatively, revealing the wound on his back, which was still very hideous, but there were already signs of healing.

"Bandage it with a little trauma medicine, it should recover faster, and then I'm getting some scar removal medicine, don't leave a scar."