Chapter 174

Chapter 174

Luo Shihan's thinking was confused, she couldn't keep her calm and rational thinking when facing Zhan Ye, she was incoherent, "Her face, her nose, her mouth are bigger than Zhan Ye's......" Zhan Hanjue is the kind of slap face, like a masterpiece carved by God, without any superfluous existence.

Zhan Han Jue couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up and hooked his finger at Luo Shihan.

Luo Shihan walked over in a daze, and the pincer-like hand of the Lord of War suddenly pinched her mouth, and with the other hand, he picked up the tape next to her and completely sealed her mouth.

"The ability to express itself is so lacking, let's use our hands!" He is domineering, ruthless, and cruel.

Luo Shihan shook her head desperately, she could clearly explain things in three or two sentences, why did she want her to paint?

How much trouble is drawing?

"Woo woo woo ......" Luo Shihan glared at Zhan Han Jue, and scolded with a whoop wow, "Zhan Han Jue, you bastard, you scum......

Zhan Hanjue sat back in his chair, frowned and soothed, took out a piece of paper and a pen from the drawer, and handed it to Luo Shihan, "Draw her." ”

Luo Shihan tried her best to pronounce words clearly: "My painting skills are clumsy. ”

The Lord of War stared at her, "Is it more clumsy than your ability to express?" ”

Moreover, the brushwork she draws is taught by him, won't she show her stuff when she draws in front of him?

Zhan Han Jue looked at Luo Shihan condescendingly, and ordered, "Luo Shihan, hurry up and draw, don't waste time." ”

For example, during the intermittent pauses, out of instinctive habit, she would wrap her whole fist around the pen, even if she scribbled on the paper, but her brushwork was skillful.

Zhan Hanjue looked at her posture of holding the pen, as well as the brushwork of drawing lines, and a touch of astonishment slowly overflowed in his eyes.

Luo Shihan suddenly picked up the paintbrush and drew on the white A4 paper.

At first, she was able to deliberately conceal her brushwork, but slowly, as she got better, she revealed her instinctive habits.

But the more she covered it up like this, the more surprised Zhan Hanjue became, what was she hiding for?

He looked at Luo Shihan's face suspiciously, and unexpectedly found that she pouted and was wronged, occasionally playful and lively, and occasionally lowered her eyebrows and contemplated...... Its charm is simply a copy of Zheng Ling.

If he didn't look at Luo Shihan's face, he actually had the illusion that this was Zheng Ling painting.

Luo Shihan drew a few more strokes, raised his eyes and saw the consternation in Zhan Hanjue's eyes, so frightened that Luo Shihan quickly lost the pen and hurriedly adjusted the posture of holding the pen. This time it's a very formal pen grip posture.

This picture made him stunned again. Because every time Zheng Ling completes the difficult homework he has set, he will also blow with relief.

And then smile at him!

Zhan Hanjue's chest slumped inexplicably, and he tried his best to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

After Luo Shihan finished painting, she blew and smiled at him.

Luo Shihan covered her mouth in pain and jumped up, "Ah, it hurts me!" ”

Zhan Hanjue watched her cover her mouth and jump, as if she saw her panicked after she was caught stealing instant noodles...... At that moment, all the workings in my mind came to a standstill.

He suddenly lost control and grabbed Luo Shihan's wrist...... Luo Shihan screamed, "Master Zhan, what do you want to do?" ”

He couldn't understand what she was saying, so he had to tear off the tape from her mouth, obviously wanting to be gentle, but because he was too excited, he still hurt her.

Like, like it!

Luo Shihan turned around abruptly and found that the light in Zhan Hanjue's eyes looking at her was very unusual, she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhan Hanjue's eyes, "Zhan Ye, what's wrong with you?" Did you recognize the woman I painted? ”

Zhan Han Jue took her wrist and looked at her fixedly.

"Zhan Ye ......" Luo Shihan held up her painting and handed it to Zhan Hanjue.