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Zhou Qing hummed a song all the way and walked slowly, thinking as he walked what would be better to draw later?

If the painting is too atmospheric, it will definitely spoil the sweet atmosphere between the two a little, but if the painting is small and can't happily pretend 13, this really stumped Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing unconsciously moved to the door of Qing Yan's house, Zhou Qing looked up, how did this Nima reach her destination so quickly?

What surprised Zhou Qing even more was that Zhou Qing stood firm, and he saw the door of Qing Yan's house creak open, revealing Qing Yan's white and tender eyebrows.

Qing Yan wore a fiery red dress today, and her hair was also tied with a high ponytail with red leather bands, and the whole person looked particularly youthful and energetic.

Zhou Qing was attracted by Qing Yan's gaze, and asked suspiciously: "Qing Yan,

did you know that I would come?" Why did you open the door as soon as I arrived at your door?

"You're telling me the truth, did you put surveillance on me?" Otherwise, do you usually wear so flamboyant? Qing

Yan's face turned a little unnatural when he heard this:

"Zhou Qing, what are you thinking about, I didn't put any monitoring on you, but I just happened to go out for a walk and heard you coming."

After hearing Qing Yan's explanation, Zhou Qing obviously didn't believe it:

"Really, no, I don't think I can hear the sound of walking through the gate!?"

Qing Yan obviously didn't want to continue discussing this issue, and quickly changed the topic: "

Zhou Qing, you must have come here to learn how to save money, right?" Don't be stunned at the door, you hurry in, and the things to paint and the guqin you forgot to bring last time, I have prepared it for you. Zhou

Qing saw that Qing Yan didn't want to say more about the reason why she happened to be at the door, and Zhou Qing didn't ask more, so she obediently followed Qing Yan into the house.

In fact, it is not a coincidence that Qing Yan is at the gate.

Since Zhou Qing left a few days ago, Qing Yan often recalled the scene when Zhou Qing got along with him.

Whether it is Zhou Qing's appearance and temperament or talking, or the picture of Zhou Qing playing seriously, it is deeply imprinted in Qing Yan's mind.

The most important thing is that Zhou Qing actually took the initiative to play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" for himself! Zhou Qing also admitted what he meant to Qing Yan, and Qing Yan subconsciously responded to Zhou Qing's confession.

But such a thing happened so suddenly, which made Qing Yan's heart upset for a long time, and he couldn't calm down until now.

Therefore, Qing Yan stayed at the gate when he had time, hoping that Zhou Qing could come to his house again.

Although Qing Yan knew the address of Zhou Qing's house, she subconsciously felt that as a girl, how could she take the initiative to find a boy?

Until this morning, Qing Yan came to the gate again, and at this time Qing Yan even thought to herself, if Zhou Qing didn't come again, she wouldn't care what she was reserved or not reserved, so she went directly to Zhou Qing's house to find Zhou Qing and asked Zhou Qing if she had forgotten herself.

Fortunately, this morning, Qing Yan waited for a while, and then heard familiar footsteps.

Qing Yan opened the door without thinking, and sure enough saw the figure of Zhou Qing, who she was thinking about.

Qing Yan was very happy, but she still had to remain reserved on the surface, and she tried her best to pretend to be calm and brought Zhou Qing to the house.

Zhou Qing did not know Qing Yan's rich inner drama, and after he entered the living room, he saw the canvas and ink on the coffee table at a glance.

Qing Yan saw Zhou Qing's gaze, so he explained in time:

"Zhou Qing, I don't know what type of painting you are good at, so I took out the ink painting first, because this is more convenient than oil painting."

Zhou Qing nodded and walked to the coffee table, flipped through the drawing paper and said

, "It's good, I like our traditional ink painting."

Qing Yan saw Zhou Qing concentrating on studying the various brushes and ink on the table, and couldn't help but ask:

"Zhou Qing, then do you want to draw first?"

Zhou Qing replied reasonably:

"Otherwise, you have all the things ready, and I have long wanted to try painting."

Seeing Zhou Qing's pensive expression sitting on the sofa, Qing Yan couldn't help but step forward and sit on Zhou Qing's side, whispering to

Zhou Qing: "Zhou Qing, how about the painting materials I prepared for you?"

Zhou Qing felt the warm breath in his ears, and his originally calm mood immediately surged up.

Zhou Qing's body stiffened slightly, and his tone was unconsciously erratic:

"Ahem, it's good, it's good."

Qing Yan didn't notice Zhou Qing's changes, and continued with some excitement:

"I knew you were coming over before, so I specially found someone to customize the canvas, and the ink on the table was also ground with the best ink I bought."

"Anyway, I'm very satisfied with what I prepared this time, if you are not confident in your own drawing skills, I still have spare drawing paper here, which one do you want to use?"

"Zhou Qing, do you want to see what I drew first? Although the level of painting is not very good, I think I can barely see it. Qing

Yan couldn't help but grab Zhou Qing's arm as he spoke.

Zhou Qing's heart also shook with the swing of his arm.

Because Zhou Qing's arm could obviously feel the soft touch of Qing Yan.

In order to avoid the uncontrollable flow of nosebleeds, Zhou Qing hurriedly stood up and pretended to be uncomfortable:

"Hey, Qing Yan, how do I feel that your home is so hot?" Is the stove on fire? When

Qing Yan heard this, he went to check the stove not far away, and after seeing it, he wondered:

"Zhou Qing, do you think it's hot?" I think it's okay, Zhou Qing, since you think it's hot, then I'll turn off the air intake of the stove a little smaller. After

Qing Yan finished speaking, he started to reduce the fire power of the stove.

Zhou Qing had already adjusted his surging mood at this time, but when he saw that Qing Yan had signs of sitting down again, Zhou Qing quickly waved his hand again and again with a look like a great enemy:

"Qing Yan, the temperature has not dropped yet, don't get too close to me first, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to resist undressing on the spot."

Qing Yan originally heard that Zhou Qing let himself stay away, and he was very aggrieved in his heart, why did they all confess to each other and resist themselves, so far away.

But when Qing Yan heard the second half of Zhou Qing's words, her face instantly turned from white to red, and she reprimanded:

"Bah! Zhou Qing, you are old and unorthodox!

Zhou Qing spread his hands innocently:

"Qing Yan, what nonsense, I'm less than 18 years old, and I don't have anything to do with old characters, okay!"

Qing Yan was embarrassed by Zhou Qing's shameless anger, and simply moved to beat Zhou Qing's chest directly:

"Is the point of the word old?" The point is clearly that you are not serious!

Zhou Qing let Qing Yan move his hand and said with a smile: "

I've always been unorthodox, haven't you seen it before?" In fact, many people are not serious, and among the remaining people, more people are pretending to be serious, commonly known as false seriousness.

Qing Yan rubbed his numb fist, did not pay attention to the serious and improper things, Qing Yan's expression was shocked:

"Zhou Qing, is there an iron piece hidden in your chest?" How did my hand numb? I don't use much force, huh? "