Zhao Zhuang's eyes were sore, he took the rice paper, looked at it under his eyes, and handed it back, saying, "No, the eyes should be more slender, the nose is wide, and the mouth is about the same, giving people a very gloomy feeling." ”

The old painter was furious after hearing this, and with the upbringing of eating white rice for two more years, he didn't scold, gritted his teeth and reminded: "Housheng, the old man painted a few pictures in front of me, didn't you say that the eyes are slightly slender......"

"Purr...... Snoring...... "The old painter had no choice but to hold back, and the portraits under his hands were pinched tightly.

"It's just disgusting ......"

"Snoring ......" This group of descendants is just too tired, hold back their breath, come, take a deep breath.

"Disliked ......"

"Purr ......" took a deep breath and fart, he desperately changed the painting in one afternoon, they slept this one, that one sleep, one after another, and the snoring and grinding teeth never stopped! The old painter is on fire.

He scolded angrily: "It's just that I dislike it too mellow and harmless!" When he was old and strong, he spared no effort to shout out his heart, directly waking everyone up from their sleep, and even more so he couldn't take care of the saliva on his cheeks, and subconsciously pulled out the knife on his side, with a sleepy accent, and kept talking about catching the murderer.

Zhao Zhuang was the closest, and the old painter ignored the roar of the image, accompanied by saliva spraying on his face, and he sat on the stool in a daze.

Until there is a "Bang! Zhao Zhuang hurriedly chased out after waking up, seeing that the old painter didn't even want money, he ran towards the gate of the county government angrily, and even Zhao Zhuang couldn't catch up with a man in the prime of life like Zhao Zhuang.

At this time, Zhao Zhuang desperately chased after him, and he had to do it again if he changed someone, and it took him longer, and he was not blind in the afternoon, he shouted while running: "Old man, come back quickly, it's going to be good soon, what's the matter with you leaving?!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Liu standing beside the old painter and stopped him, Zhao Zhuang ran behind the two of them, and happened to hear her persuading the old painter to stay.

"Old man, the county government is about to start a meal, why don't you stay and taste it? The chef is very skilled. Ji Liu was about to leave for the hospital, change with Chen Qi at night, and let him go back to rest, when an old man ran past her and almost knocked her down, and Zhao Zhuang's voice came behind her.

She didn't think about it, and directly took advantage of the old man to turn his head and look at her, and stepped forward to stop her.

At this time, the old man didn't have the heart to prostitute a dinner at the county government in vain, his right wrist was sore, and there was a shout like Zhao Zhuang coming from behind, and he hurriedly said: "No, no, the old man should leave first." ”

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, and at this moment, Ji Liu gently tugged on his sleeve, and the old man failed to step away, and was surrounded by Zhao Zhuang, who was chasing him all the way.

The old man trembled under his suppression, and said tremblingly: "Later life, the old man really can't draw, you guys don't know what to paint, what's the use of forcing me, an old man?!" ”

Where the portrait painting is easy to draw vividly, and what is really as agile as a living person is a real person in front of him, and the painter continues to trace and trim it, and finally it is formed.

Zhao Zhuang and the others were already ignorant, they had never seen the man themselves, and they wanted to reproduce it with just one painting, which was simply fantastical, even if they gave the old painter tens of millions of years of effort, they could not paint the effect they were satisfied with.

"Oh, old man, why don't you try again? It's close, so you have to make a difference, don't you? Zhao Zhuang was also very embarrassed, it was not that he didn't want to paint the portrait as soon as possible, the things drawn by this old painter, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not like it, and it was indescribably weird.

He glanced at the portrait in the old painter's hand and dragged it with his dead strength, and helplessly persuaded him: "Besides, you have been painting all afternoon, and you have to get the reward after all, right?!" Zhao Zhuang thought that for the sake of money, the old painter would stay and try again.

Who would have thought that it was okay not to mention it, just after saying that the old painter's face became even more pale, he came for an afternoon, but there was nothing left except gritting his teeth, he said: "Because it is for the government, the old man only needs five cents for a painting, and he can paint it in a while, you are stunned that it takes the old man so long." ”

"I don't want the old man for five cents, so you can take this painting and pay for it!" The old painter said while throwing the last portrait he had just painted towards Zhao Zhuang, Zhao Zhuang failed to catch it in time, and the rice paper fell to the ground lightly.

She wanted to put the rice paper in the old painter's hand, but as soon as she looked up, she only saw the back of him leaving in a hurry, so she retracted her gaze, looked at Zhao Zhuang who was embarrassed and hesitant, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, the five cents are indeed a little too little." ”

During the joke, the portrait that had gone through several twists and turns finally returned to Zhao Zhuang's hands, and he didn't say anything more, thanked him, and silently took it to talk back to Wen Yuecheng.

Ji Liu shook her head with a smile, loosened her clothes, and tossed it, it was really a little hot, and after a delay, the end of the sky was covered with glow, and the sun that was about to set shot red light through the clouds, as if to indicate how hot her next life should be.

For example, when she just stepped into Sheng Li's door, she saw Chen Qi stripped off Sheng Li's shirt and was rudely changing his dressing. The sound of Ji Liu opening the door disturbed the two of them, and the expressions on their handsome faces were different.

On the night of Sheng Li's accident, the high fever did not go away, Ji Liu had already stripped him naked, watched it all over, to be honest, she hadn't seen Sheng Li's bulging muscles in his chest and abdomen for two days.

Even if both of them stare at her together, Ji Liu will not be shy, in this case, whoever avoids the eyes first will lose!

Ji Liu's heart turned a thousand times, but he refused to avoid it.

The three people and six eyes, it seemed that the atmosphere had been stagnant for a long time, but in fact, it was only a thousandth of a second, Chen Qi was the first to lose, he coughed, and his face was expressionless, he always felt that Sheng Li's eyes contained the three big words "hurry up".

In this way, Ji Liu looked at Chen Qi with a look that she had never seen on this face, awkward and sympathetic mixed together, and glanced at her deeply, especially the moment when he closed the door for the two of them, the complexity was equivalent to the anxiety that entangled Ji Liu's heart when he was forced to be a female celebrity.

With the "Squeak! With a bang, the door was closed tightly, and Sheng Li said to Ji Liu, who was standing beside him: "Miss Ji, you have worked hard for the past two days." Chen Qi has almost arranged it, so there is no need to be too nervous at night. ”

After speaking, she struggled to put on her coat, her movements were so clumsy that Ji Liu couldn't stand it, she stepped forward, sorted out the messy clothes on the soft collapse, stretched them out, and then went around to the back of Sheng Li, and helped his smooth and bare arms to stuff in.

When the skin touched, Sheng Li felt a little itchy and couldn't help but shrink back, but Ji Liu's soft hand seemed to have a kind of divine power, which instantly soothed the panic and depression that rose all over his body.

He let Ji Liu help him put on his clothes, which made Ji Liu feel bad and couldn't help but want to tease.

"It's been hot and humid these two days," Ji Liu's big eyes rolled around, and his bad thoughts were unobstructed: "Do you want to wipe your body?" Go sweat. ”

Sheng Li's body tightened, his face turned red, he pulled his hand into a ball of thin quilts to his chest, subconsciously relied on foreign objects to block the strangeness of his body, and stammered when he replied: "No, no, no need." ”

After speaking, he was afraid that Ji Liu would be cranky, so he added: "Meng Lao said that I will recover quickly, and I will be able to get out of bed and walk around in two days......"

"Scrub it yourself when the time comes." Just paused, his head was suddenly raised, Sheng Li quickly finished the rest of the words, and buried his head down, before he thought that the mask was useless in front of Ji Liu, so he didn't bother to wear it, and now he regrets it to the extreme, and he can cover up most of the blush.

"Hehe," Ji Liu was amused by him, she gently soothed twice, and said, "The folk girl didn't say that she would scrub it for you personally, but there are a lot of male apprentices in the medical hall, hahaha." Laughing while talking, he didn't give Sheng Li face at all.

Even so, she didn't stop with her hands, pressing Sheng Li's shoulders and neck.

When Ji Liu was relaxing for Sheng Li, she felt that his body was very hot, the man's yang energy was vigorous, and the burning power was transmitted through the place of contact, she frowned, raised her hand and patted Sheng Li, and said, "Relax, my lord, be careful if the wound is cracked if it is too tight." ”

"Also," she reached out and touched Sheng Li's forehead after she finished speaking, but she didn't feel the sweat, Ji Liu wondered: "Why is it so hot, isn't it a fever again?" I'll go find Meng Lao to come and have a look. ”

Sheng Li was so hot that it was up to the previous two days, and she probed her forehead with the palm of her hand to confirm that Sheng Li was really feverish, and hurriedly walked out.

Before she could take half a step, Sheng Li pulled Ji Liu back.

Ji Liu didn't understand, but he knew very well, where was the fever, obviously he couldn't control himself and thought about a lot of things that shouldn't be thought about, his body didn't know why, it was also strange, Meng Lao came over to check the pulse, and saw the clues, then it was okay!

Sheng Li saw her doubts and tried to remind herself to stay calm, but she did something wrong, and she couldn't even open her mouth and say, "I...... I'm ...... I'm fine. ”

Ji Liu didn't care, she directly stroked Sheng Li's hand holding the corner of her clothes, anxious: "What's wrong?" Your face is burning red, my lord! It's in the hospital, so don't delay things, let's take a look. ”

took care of her carefully every night, on the one hand, to repay the two of them when they were in distress, and Sheng Li protected her with her life to help her escape.

As for the other hand, Ji Liu still had some careful thoughts, if Sheng Li's body could not fully recover during this time, Wen Yuecheng would not arrange for him to escort Li Yu, she would prefer to go to the capital with Sheng Li, rather than others.

After speaking, she turned around again and was about to leave, Sheng Li grabbed her wrist tightly, it can be said that he used the greatest strength in his life, he stared at Ji Liu and emphasized: "It's okay, really!" It's just that Chen Qi took me around twice just now, and I was sweating. ”