"Sister Weiwei, I'm just sitting here, can you draw me?" Nangong Yue'er took a chair from the side and sat in front of Li Xiangwei, and said unceremoniously.

Drawing real people, she really rarely paints this......

"What if, it makes you ugly?" Li Xiangwei frowned, for some reason, Nangong Yue'er's request always made it difficult for her to refuse.

"No, I believe that Sister Weiwei will paint me very beautifully, so that she will not paint ugly." Nangong Yue'er also made a gesture to let her start writing.

"That'...... All right. ”

I didn't have much observation of Nangong Yue'er's appearance before, but when she was painting, I looked at her face carefully, and I felt more and more ugly.

How could anyone be so cute, with big eyes, bright like the heroine in a comic, with a straight nose bridge, and a small and delicate mouth.

Each stroke is smooth and the drawing is done in no time.

Li Xiangwei took the painting in her hand and looked at it carefully against the person in front of her......

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside, and before she could turn her head to look, she heard Huangfu Moche's voice: "It's late, Yue'er, don't you need to go to sleep?" ”

"What did you promise me when you came back? Didn't you say that I had to follow my own wishes? Can't I go to bed late? ”

They seem to have known each other for a long time, as if she is the latecomer.

"Disobedient?" Huangfu Moche came directly to Nangong Yue'er and snorted coldly.

In Li Xiangwei's ears, such a simple sentence was full of doting on Nangong Yue'er by Huangfu Moche.

Nangong Yue'er was a little annoyed by his urging, she got up from the chair, and happened to see the painting in Li Xiangwei's hand, which had already been completed.

"Look, Sister Weiwei helped me draw ......"

Huangfu Moche lowered his gaze and swept it very casually.

"Sister Weiwei is so beautiful."

"It's better for you to look real people, I don't draw smartly enough." Li Xiangwei's words came from the heart, Nangong Yue'er was the purest girl she had ever seen, her every expression was so smart, her clumsy painting skills really couldn't draw that feeling.

"Would you like to draw one for Brother Murcher?"

Maybe Nangong Yue'er really doesn't know about their current situation, but Li Xiangwei is really embarrassed to the extreme, do you want to paint him or not?

Li Xiangwei looked at him with a slightly timid gaze, his face was expressionless, happy and angry, and her heart was inexplicably a little nervous.

"Since you're interested, just draw."

Huangfu Moche was pulled by Nangong Yue'er to sit in the position she had just now, still with the same ice cube face that had not changed for thousands of years......

Li Xiangwei picked up the pen again and looked at him quietly, to be honest, it was not the first time she had drawn his face, she could have spoken many times, and every time it was his current expression, but despite this, she was still a little stiff when she put pen to paper, and her eyes didn't dare to look at him.

So Li Xiangwei only looked at it for a few seconds when she first started drawing, and she kept her head buried in painting.

As soon as the painting was closed, Nangong Yue'er picked up the finished painting in surprise: "Sister Weiwei, just now you seem to have drawn Brother Moche with just one glance, so amazing!" ”

"Wow...... It's exactly the same, and the looks are all the same. ”

Somehow, Nangong Yue'er's compliment made her heart beat faster and faster, Huangfu Mo Che was so smart, wouldn't she be able to guess at once that she often drew him...... Otherwise, how could it be possible to draw it at a glance.