In the noisy street, pedestrians are in a hurry, Chen Li'an leans on the railing on the side of the road, and the pedestrians on the side of the road are all in a hurry, only he is very leisurely and idle.

And he found a very interesting thing, most of the female stars he knew in Xiangjiang were semi-retired.

This may be his subconscious, and he is not very willing to have too much contact with those female stars who want to be popular and want to make money.

It's not that Chen Li'an is unwilling to spend money on women, but he is unwilling to spend that effort.

Most people who want money have a lot of thoughts and want to marry into a wealthy family, and it is not something that can be solved by giving money or coaxing a few words.

Chen Li'an prefers people who are more emotional, and he is reluctant to contact people who are too rational and realistic.

Or Chen Li'an likes to play emotional games, not the boredom of throwing money, just like Aquaman never wants to go to the club, and he will be laughed at when he says it.

Chen Li'an took off his mask and took a breath, he couldn't understand why Zhou Huimin asked him out to go shopping, whether he wanted to stir up scandals or simply wanted to experience the life of ordinary people.

Let's hope it's not the former.

Chen Li'an leaned on the railing and looked at the busy streets, feeling a little bored, and Zhou Huimin was too slow to go out.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Chen Li'an's mobile phone rang, he picked up the phone and took a look, it was Zhou Huimin calling.

So I connected the phone, and before I could speak, I heard Zhou Huimin shouting happily on the phone: "I see you!" ”

Chen Li'an turned his head to look around, and finally saw him across the street. Zhou Huimin was wearing a beige trench coat and a fisherman's hat, which looked ordinary and was not very conspicuous in the crowd.

After the star fades from the halo on the stage, there is no difference between him and an amateur, but he looks better.

But who can tell if it looks good or not while wearing a mask.

Chen Li'an looked at Zhou Huimin opposite and said into the phone: "You wait for me there, I'll go over immediately." ”

"Good!"

After Chen Li'an hung up the phone, he glanced at the railing in front of him and then at the long street, and he had a headache about the road design of Xiangjiang.

To get to the other side of the street, he had to walk a few hundred meters up the overpass to get around.

Chen Li'an, who is completely different from the mainland, feels very unaccustomed to it, and even feels that such a design is quite anti-human.

Chen Li'an had the intention to learn to flip through the movie, but after a glance at the policeman patrolling in military uniform not far away, he gave up this plan.

Chen Li'an walked towards the nearest overpass passage to him, and Zhou Huimin, who was on the opposite side, also walked in that direction after seeing it.

Chen Li'an and Zhou Huimin looked at each other from a distance of more than ten meters, with smiles on their faces, and it seemed that the boring rush had become romantic.

Whenever a car drove through the middle to block the sight of the two and then disappear, they could still catch each other's figures at the first time, their eyes intertwined from afar.

The distance of a few hundred meters and a road that separates them make them feel like an idol drama

In the narrow overpass passage, among the pedestrians coming and going, Chen Li'an and Zhou Huimin, who were looking at each other from afar, looked at each other across the crowd, and as the two got closer and closer, the pace under their feet gradually accelerated.

Zhou Huimin looked at Chen Li'an who was walking towards her, and felt that her heartbeat was gradually speeding up, and such scenes and feelings made her feel very romantic.

When the two were only a few steps away, Zhou Huimin suddenly trotted up, ran in front of Chen Li'an, stopped and looked into his eyes with a slight gasp.

At that moment just now, Zhou Huimin even wanted to stretch out his hand to hug Chen Li'an, but in the end he stopped, that was too unreserved.

Zhou Huimin didn't know what this feeling meant, but she felt that at this moment she wanted to hug Chen Li'an tightly.

The feeling of running in both directions just now made her heart pound and she had a feeling of being in love.

If this were a TV series, the camera would have started to rotate and zoom out at this time.

Chen Li'an looked at Zhou Huimin and smiled, and stretched out his hand to look at her. At this time, a ray of sunlight slanted through the glass of the passage shone on Chen Li'an's body, and Zhou Huimin felt in a trance that Chen Li'an was glowing when he laughed.

The white and slender little hand also involuntarily raised and placed it in Chen Li'an's palm, and then was tightly held by Chen Li'an's broad palm.

The warm feeling on the palm of his hand made Zhou Huimin's heart beat faster, which may be the feeling of heartbeat.

More than ten minutes later, Chen Li'an took Zhou Huimin's hand and strolled through the street.

The two of them snuggled up and whispered like an ordinary little couple, and occasionally they would go in and take a walk around when they saw a fun store.

When passing by a video store, Zhou Huimin pulled Chen Li'an in, rummaged through the shelves, and immediately became happy after finding the album he just released this year.

She still remembers Chen Li'an saying that she likes the songs in her album the most.

Zhou Huimin looked at Chen Li'an with the record and asked curiously: "Why do you like that song, maybe it's time to break up?" ”

"Because you are single, you are the most beautiful." Chen Li'an took the album from Zhou Huimin's hand and looked at the cover on it, and said with a smile: "This photo is very good-looking, you are suitable for a white dress." ”

Zhou Huimin on the cover is wearing a white dress, stepping on the sand with bare feet, looking exceptionally innocent.

"That's for you!" Zhou Huimin smiled, tilted her head to look at Chen Li'an and asked, "Do you want to give you an autograph?" ”

"Yes, but can I sign somewhere else?" Chen Li'an put down the album and looked at Zhou Huimin and asked.

Zhou Huimin asked inexplicably, "Where is the sign?" ”

"This." Chen Li'an pointed to his chest.

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Zhou Huimin was obviously wrong, and her face showed shy joy, does this mean to put yourself in your heart?

Zhou Huimin was naïve and came to his senses, how could such a man easily fall in love with someone, then he meant something?

Zhou Huimin, who didn't know what to think, blushed, looked at Chen Li'an and whispered softly: "I can't sign here."

"Then when you have time, sign again." After Chen Li'an took Zhou Huimin's hand and paid for the album, he went home with her.

Zhou Huimin's home has not changed much, the only difference from the last time Chen Li'an saw it is that the painting has been painted.

Chen Li'an walked over and took a closer look before turning his head and saying to Zhou Huimin: "You are very good at drawing, you are really talented." ”

"Really?" Zhou Huimin looked at Chen Li'an with some happiness and said, "But I always feel that I didn't master the kind of skills you taught me last time, and I couldn't control the brushstrokes when I put the pen away." ”

Hearing this, Chen Li'an bent down and picked up a paintbrush that had not been used, and said to Zhou Huimin: "You stretch out your hand." ”

Zhou Huimin obediently stretched out her hand and waited for Chen Li'an to hold her hand and draw like last time.

It's just that Chen Li'an didn't put the paintbrush in her hand, but took the paintbrush and drew it on her palm.

"Feel it carefully, and gently hook the brush when it is finally raised."

The moment the soft brush slashed in the palm of her hand, Zhou Huimin couldn't help curling up her palm, and the crispy and itchy feeling spread to her heart through the palm.

"Do you feel it?" Chen Li'an raised his pen and looked at Zhou Huimin and asked.

Zhou Huimin bit her lip and shook her head gently, then opened her palm and looked at him fixedly.

The corners of Chen Li'an's mouth hooked, and he took the paintbrush and drew another stroke in her palm. That tickling sensation hit again, and Zhou Huimin couldn't help but squint her eyes, like a kitten with her chin scratched.

Chen Li'an didn't ask her if she felt it this time, and continued to take the paintbrush and gently paint on her.

Zhou Huimin couldn't help but snort coquettishly, Chen Li'an, who heard the voice, paused, Zhou Huimin reacted, looked at him with a red face and said, "It's so itchy. The palms are too itchy. ”

The sound just now was too shameful, and it wasn't that kind of thing, how could it be called so. So charming.

Chen Li'an put down the paintbrush and said nonchalantly: "Then change places?" ”

"Where?" Zhou Huimin's breathing was a little short, and she seemed to be looking forward to Chen Li'an changing places.

Chen Li'an took the paintbrush and turned it around his fingers a few times, then gently swept it over Zhou Huimin's fair neck with the brush on the tip of the pen, and finally stopped on her chin and said softly: "Is it okay anywhere?" ”

Zhou Huimin squinted her eyes, her ears were already red, and her emotional eyes looked at Chen Li'an and nodded slightly.

The paintbrush in Chen Li'an's hand brushed up along Zhou Huimin's jawline and gently swirled around her reddish earlobe.

"Uh-huh." Zhou Huimin's small mouth opened slightly, and her body fell softly into Chen Li'an's arms, looking at him with her head tilted and looking at him in a bit of confusion and said, "Shall we go to the room?"

Hearing this, Chen Li'an wrapped his arms around her slender waist and picked her up, and walked towards Zhou Huimin's boudoir, holding the pen in his fingers and swaying gently in mid-air.

With a bang, the bedroom door was shut, and in a few moments there were a lot of clothes scattered on the floor of the bedroom.

In the quiet living room, you can faintly hear the sound from the bedroom, crispy and numb, and the sound is like a lark, sometimes tactful and sometimes high-pitched.

I don't know how long it took, but the commotion in the bedroom calmed down, and a wet paintbrush fell on the clothes on the ground, and the soft brush was stained with a crystalline viscous liquid, flowing down the smooth barrel to a cloud of white lace clothes.

Zhou Huimin looked at the ceiling with blank eyes, feeling that she had re-acquainted herself with the concept of painting, and for the first time, she clearly knew how much difference her painting skills were from Chen Li'an.

Masters: True masters never care where they paint, and they even bring their own white paint. Well, I also brought my own water to mix the paint.

Watercolor painting still has this kind of painting method, it's really a long time to see.

Chen Li'an may not be a good teacher, sometimes he focuses too much on his own feelings, and he doesn't know whether Zhou Huimin has learned or not.

Chen Li'an bent down to pick up the paintbrush, pinched it on the brush with his fingertips, and the sticky and slippery water droplets suddenly dripped down and fell on Zhou Huimin's body.

"Have you just been taught for so long?"

Zhou Huimin glanced down, wiped the water stains that fell on the small pink strawberries with her fingers, and glanced at Chen Li'an charmingly before she said weakly: "Do you think I can learn it just now?" ”

Chen Li'an sighed, he is really not a good teacher, the teaching method is not quite right, it is better to teach her by hand.

After Zhou Huimin rested, the two returned to the easel and changed to a new drawing paper, Chen Li'an held Zhou Huimin's hand and carefully taught her how to master different painting skills.

Zhou Huimin watched the paintbrush smear beautiful colors on the paper, and couldn't help but look down at her white calves, and suddenly wondered what it would look like if she painted it on herself.

But she was a little embarrassed to say this, so she deliberately lifted her calf while it was stained with paint, and the remaining blue on the brush suddenly smeared a beautiful color on her white ankles.

Chen Li'an took back the pen and just wanted to wipe it off for her, when he heard Zhou Huimin sigh and say, "It's pretty good-looking, like a body painting." ”

Chen Li'an's movements paused, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Huimin, whose face was slightly red.

Zhou Huimin was a little shy and didn't dare to look at Chen Li'an, lowering her head and looking at her white ankles.

After Chen Li'an glanced at it, he dipped the color on the palette with a paintbrush, reached out and grabbed Zhou Huimin's calf, the brush fell gently, and the cold paint was immediately smeared on Zhou Huimin's white calf.

The next time is Chen Li'an's creative time, and he is also trying to paint the body for the first time, so he is very serious, thinking about how to design the pattern while painting.

Time passes in this way in Chen Li'an's dedicated creation.

At noon the next day, Chen Li'an left Zhou Huimin's house, and his artistic creation really consumed energy, and he didn't close his eyes for almost 24 hours.

However, Chen Li'an felt that he was still very excited and energetic, if it weren't for Wang Zuxian making a few phone calls, he would still want to continue.

Zhou Huimin also wished that Chen Li'an would leave quickly, how could he not stop for a moment! Won't you get tired? The energy is really strong, it's finally exhausted, and after a while, I'm full of energy again!

Chen Li'an couldn't help sighing, he just loves art, art is addictive, he can't touch it, he can't quit if he touches it, and he doesn't want to.

However, Chen Li'an will have to go back quickly, if he doesn't go back, Wang Zuxian will blow up the phone, and he doesn't know what he will find himself.

After Chen Li'an rushed back to Wang Zuxian's house, he saw her sitting on the sofa with her hands on her chest waiting for her.

"What's wrong? What's going on in such a hurry? Chen Li'an walked over and asked.

"Why did you go yesterday?"

"When I went to paint, I met an artist from Xiangjiang, and I had a good chat in the art space before, so I went to her studio to have a look, and we discussed several techniques of watercolor painting together."

After speaking, Chen Li'an deliberately rolled up his sleeves, and the paint stained on the cuffs shook in front of Wang Zuxian's eyes.

Wang Zuxian sniffed her nose and smelled the smell of paint on Chen Li'an's body, and then her doubts were dispelled, and her expression relaxed slightly and she got down to business.

"Sister Shufen called back, my brother's condition is very serious, although the doctor has controlled it, but he still has a high fever, vomiting and diarrhea." Wang Zuxian said a little angrily when she said this: "Sister Shufen wants to bring her brother back, but the Wang family has not taken away everyone's passports, and they will not come back!" ”

Chen Li'an's expression changed, and then he remembered that Wang Jiawei had a bad brain, because he didn't finish writing the script and didn't know where to shoot when he was filming, he was worried that the crew would run away, so he put away their passports.

Forget about putting it away, he didn't care if Zhang Guorong was sick and infected with the virus, he walked around with the photographer every day, and didn't care about the life or death of the actor at all.

The more Chen Li'an thought about it, the more angry he became, and he immediately stood up and said, "You call to book tickets now, and I'll go to Argentina now." ”

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Make up for yesterday.,There will be two more chapters tonight.,But it's going to be a little later.,Fortunately, I won't go to work tomorrow.,Happy!

(End of chapter)