Although Luo Yi's temperament is cold, she is still like many girls in her bones, she likes small animals very much, especially such a cute and cute pet.

But then again, there shouldn't be any girl who hates such a natural cuteness.

Today, Luo Yi wore an ankle-length lilac lace light gauze skirt, and she took off the white leather shoes on her feet according to Mu Danchen's suggestion, revealing two pink and tender little feet. They stretched naturally on the long edelweiss blanket that Mu Danchen laid on the floor, and the lilac translucent tulle between the skirts hung faintly from her knees, naturally connecting with the edelweiss on the ground, and blending in naturally. The fair-skinned feet are overlapped together, and the round and pink toes are crystal full, like clear grapes, water and delicate.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes were half blind, and her body was half leaning on the back of the chair, as if she was enjoying the gentleness of the cool breeze on her face, and as if she was carefully feeling the touch of the petals that fell inadvertently.

Standing on her shoulders, Shih Tzu Bear grabbed its favorite delicacy with two little paws and refused to "let go", and two little pink feet grabbed Loy's shoulders through the lace.

Because the Shih Tzu bear is a Syrian hamster, its paws still retain the meat pads that have been left by its ancestors, so Roy does not feel any discomfort on his shoulders.

Maybe it was Shih Tzu Bear who got his favorite corn cob from her, or maybe it was an inexplicable sense of closeness between them, in such a beautiful picture like the Nine Heavens, they actually had no sense of disobedience, which made people truly feel the theme of today's expression - harmony and love.

"Students, there are still 11 minutes before the end of this class, and the next fashion design course will continue to complete the topics in this class, please complete the homework carefully."

The students had no objections, most of them had prepared their utensils, and a few of them had already begun to observe the pen.

Because as you all know, this is a very rare opportunity.

Loy rarely participates in such "showy" actions, and she even avoids them, and she often runs around with Edgar, a fashion designer, and doesn't spend much time in school.

But now that they have no choice but to be caught by the teacher, then they will definitely cherish this opportunity and carefully trace it carefully, so that the emotions that belong to their youth will sprout and bloom wantonly under the brush.

For a moment, the classroom was so quiet that only the rustle of paintbrushes against paper remained.

The little guy on Luo Yi's shoulder finished eating the lettuce leaves with corn cobs in the bag, and finally felt a little full in his stomach, he narrowed his dark eyes slightly, put down his little paws, and lay on Luo Yi's shoulder, rubbing his wide and round face with his little paws from time to time, and his cute state was simply invincible.

A small piece of corn cob suddenly appeared, making it immediately widen and squint slightly, and it turned out to be handed over by Mu Danchen. In the two days he spent with the little one, he was already very familiar with its every move, and as long as he let it really eat and drink, it would become dizzy and drowsy, and would not always think about wandering around looking for a way to escape.

After calming the little guy, Mu Danchen found a suitable place to sit down, took out the ink-colored painting folder that had followed him for many years, and pinched the charcoal between his fingers. His eyes were full of Luo Yi, who was like a mortal dust, and his heart was full of countless detailed descriptions of Luo Yi.

With a slight movement between the fingers, the charcoal brush brushes the paper to leave long or short, deep or shallow, curved or straight lines, and in less than a cup of tea, a rough sketch has jumped on the paper.

Luo Yi, who was slightly blind, looked a little uncomfortable when she first sat down, after all, this was the first time she had played the role of a mother.

Maybe it has something to do with her temperament, but she still likes to be more behind the scenes.

As time passed, her body became more and more relaxed, and her consciousness drifted farther and farther away.

As if thinking of something, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she bent out a very shallow and shallow arc. The "Mona Lisa's Smile" under Vinci's brush is mysterious, elegant, and steady.

At this time, Luo Yi recalled that when he was a freshman, a large group of them came to the suburbs for a picnic for the first time.

He and her hugged each other tightly beside the babbling stream, among the pink petals flying in the sky, like two inseparable kissing fish, kissing sweetly and inseparably.

That kind of world is a world that belongs to them alone.

The air is full of sweet and loving positive and negative ions, the pink petals that dance romantic and dreamy, everything belongs to them.

This subtle and almost invisible change in the corners of her lips was carefully captured by Mu Danchen not far away.

Her smile, although not brilliant, was like a mellow and sweet wine, smooth and moist into his heart, with a slightly drunken ethereal and hazy, and even his thoughts were intoxicated.

He never felt that a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile could bring such a big impact to people. It was as if the calm sea suddenly turned into a surging torrent, slapping his already collapsed heart with great force, over and over again, as if it would never stop.

Her happiness, he wanted to participate.

With this thought that had been swirling in his mind, the charcoal in his hand seemed to be self-conscious, and his soul seemed to have been placed in this brush, from shallow to deep, delicately delineated. In the painting, she is nearing the end of the final drawing.

Time passed quietly, and the students either quickly put down their pen between raising their heads and bowing their heads, or stared at the paper between twisting their eyebrows and thinking about it, or drew neatly in their spirits.

As the bell rang for the end of class, the time for two classes felt like two minutes was as short as two minutes.

Mu Danchen put away the lifelike painting in his hand, covered it with an ink-colored painting clip and stood up. He glanced into the classroom, walked up to Luo Yi, reached out and grabbed the Shih Tzu Bear, who was sleeping soundly on her shoulder, and said softly to Luo Yi:

"Thank you for your hard work, Roy."

Luo Yi nodded slightly, and politely pulled out a faint smile at him:

"You're welcome."

Her eyes fell on the little guy who was sleeping in Mu Danchen's palm, and gradually deepened the smile on the corner of her lips, it was really cute.

"You can try scratching its head."

Mu Danchen saw her affection, and then smiled brightly, and said softly to her.

Unable to resist the urge to try it in his heart, Luo Yi stretched out his white index finger and gently scratched the little guy's furry head, only to see it open a thin slit slightly, tilt its head slightly in a daze, shake its head happily, and then rubbed it in Mu Danchen's palm, revealing two fine white teeth, squeaked twice vaguely, and closed its eyes and fell asleep.

Looking at such a cute little guy, the two couldn't help but smile at each other.