Endless Pampering Only For You

Mu Xiaoxiao laughed, "Just be on the side."

Yin Shaoji said, "I am on the side, how do you draw? I want to be your model."

She painted him, and of course he had to stand in front of her and model her.

However, Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head, "No need."

"No need?" Yin Shaozhu held her in doubt.

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "Yeah, anyway, just be obedient, just stand by and look at my painting."

She is so familiar with him, he can be said to have been engraved in her mind, so how can he still stand in front of him as a model.

I don't want to think about how the pictures in that book were drawn.

Yin Shaojie was wise and knew it all at once, with a smile on his thin lips.

"Okay, then I stand by and admire."

Appreciate how you draw.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't even think about it for a second, so he smiled, and the hand holding the sketch pen drew the first stroke neatly.

First stroke, second stroke ...

She painted very smoothly, with almost no pause, as if she had painted countless times.

Yin Shaojii originally wanted to flip through that book.

But the way she put in drawing was so good-looking that he couldn't move his eyes, and the deep black eyes stared at her like that.

There was no sound around.

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, so that almost no one could feel that there was anyone nearby.

All eyes are on Mu Xiaoxiao's paintings.

See how easily she outlines Yin Shaojie and how to paint the details of her eyes.

Tall nose, **** thin lips, handsome hair ...

Mu Xiaoxiao drew quickly, knowing the pleasant gesture in his chest.

Some people couldn't help but be attracted by her expression and couldn't help but look away from the drawing paper to her face.

Obviously, she is very engaged and enjoyed.

Every now and then, a slight smile arose from the corner of her mouth, and her pretty big eyes followed.

Everyone was watching her painting quietly, and some people wanted to talk to the people next to them in a whisper, and they were stopped.

I don't know how long it took, and time flies very fast.

On the drawing paper, Yin Shao's portrait has been basically completed.

Mu Xiaoxiao made up the details of her hair, so she stopped, looked at the drawing paper, and wanted to see what else needed to be added.

"It's done," she said to Yin Shaojie with a smile.

Yin Shaojiu had feelings in his eyes, took a step forward, and tightened her.

Looking at himself in the painting, he couldn't help laughing.

She drew him lightly from the corner of her mouth, completely with a proud look.

Yin Shaojiu became more and more funny as he looked.

"How do you think about painting me?"

I thought she would paint him handsome or affectionate.

I never expected that she would draw such a self.

Not to mention him, even the onlookers did not expect it.

However, Yin Shaojie in the painting makes everyone feel more vivid.

Especially girls, as if they saw a different Yin Shaoxing, a Yin Shaoxing who wouldn't show this attitude in front of others. Only in front of the beloved girl, would he show this expression.

At last, everyone can finally talk and whisper.

"You see, those paintings on the Internet are just painted by one person, and those paintings are really made by Mu Xiaoxiao."

"I like this pair more. The young girl in this painting is very heart-warming, so vivid and proud. Young girl! I like it!"

"This is what I saw with my own eyes. I really have to take it. The painting is really good."