The green bamboo is behind, the snow is falling, the red plum is beside it, plus the beautiful man standing and playing the flute and the beautiful woman sitting and playing the piano......

Nangong Xuehai's brain flashed, and inexplicable sentences suddenly flashed in her mind.

Legendary ...... Piano and flute ensemble??

Only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals??

Phew,

What's the same thing......

She and Elder Wuchen can't get along with Mandarin Ducks anyway, okay?

This dustless elder is really, draw people, draw people, why do you have to paint himself, paint himself, why do you want to pull her??

Dustless Elder he...... What the hell are you going to do??

Alas, she is getting more and more confused.

Nangong Xuehai buried his head with a crazy expression.

"What do you think??"

Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

"What??"

Nangong Xuehai was confused.

I'm an ancestor, haven't I already evaluated it before??

alas

How do you feel that the longer you spend with Elder Wuchen, the lower your IQ becomes!

Seeing Nangong Xuehai's confused and cute appearance, the corners of Wuchen's mouth bent without a trace, and said,

"I mean, doesn't this painting look a little more now...... Popularity?? ”

In the word popularity, he paused deliberately.

Damn, here we go again!!

Hearing this, Nangong Xuehai suddenly realized, she immediately nodded cooperatively, but she was gritting her teeth in her heart,

"Yes."

That expression, how serious and serious, how solemn and solemn it is.

Didn't she just make a little suggestion, as for ...... Is it such a deliberate reminder again and again??!!

This heart is smaller than a needle nose!!

She took it, and she took it thoroughly.

"And do you like this painting??"

Wuchen asked again.

"I like it."

Nangong Xuehai's answer was crisp and neat.

But I want to cry without tears in my heart.

How dare she say she doesn't like it......

She had to admit that in front of Elder Wuchen, she was getting more and more spineless.

The sky can see that she was forced.

The earth proves that she was forced.

The dust-free eyes are rippling and bright,

"Since you like it, I'll give it to you......"

As he spoke, he closed the scroll and handed it to her.

"Give, give me??"

Nangong Xuehai's little heart shook again.

It turns out that with Elder Wuchen, there is no most surprise, only more surprise, no surprise, only more surprise, no most shock, only more surprise.

"Hmm."

Wuchen nodded slightly.

His paintings have never been given to anyone so far.

Nangong Xuehai lowered her eyes and looked at the painting scroll held by the slender jade hand in front of her, and was silent for a while, and did not take it for a long time.

At this moment, for some reason, a strange sixth sense suddenly appeared in her heart......

That's-

Once this painting is taken, a subtle change will occur between her and Elder Wuchen.

She didn't know if the change was good or bad, right or wrong.

in a word

This change may seem insignificant, but it is like a spark that can start a prairie fire......

It is said that a woman's sixth sense is the most accurate, does she want to take it? ?

Yes......

It's so sad!!

"You don't want it??"

Wuchen saw that Nangong Xuehai was like a sculpture, he didn't react for a long time, his eyes narrowed, he pursed his thin lips self-deprecatingly, and said,

"Forget it."

Unexpectedly, there will be a day when his dustless paintings will not be sent, which is really ridiculous, lamentable, and sad.

"No, no, I'm just so happy that I haven't come back to my senses for a while, hehe......"

Nangong Xuehai casually found a lame reason, subconsciously stroked his arms with both hands, and then took the painting shaft seriously.

"Thank you for giving me the painting, the disciple will definitely treasure it, and never let the moth defile its holy body."

It's noon, why does she suddenly feel cold, is it her delusion??