Yin Shaojie finally gave up struggling, nodded and said, "Okay."
It seemed that he had indeed lost.
"Yeah!" Mu Xiaoxiao almost jumped up with joy.
Yin Shaojie glanced at her, then looked at the paintings in the notebook, and hummed, "Really, it's not me..."
He was really sure that the painting was of him, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face.
"Hey, can you tell who the painting is?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him expectantly.
Yin Shaojie closed the book and patted her on the head, "The picture is of yourself, you are so narcissistic!"
Mu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue, "Is it so obvious?"
She originally thought that he would guess that the painting was Qi Qing, so she could blame Qi Qing.
Yin Shaojie smiled and said, "The painting is so clear. If you can't see it, can I still be your fiancé?"
Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled.
Well, if he said he couldn't tell, she might still be a little unhappy.
Yin Shaojie asked, "Why did you suddenly think of painting yourself?"
The previous notebook was full of pictures of him.
Well, he had already planned to treasure that notebook and keep it for future generations to read.
Then the liar Sun said that she had been secretly in love with him since childhood.
Mu Xiaoxiao touched her nose, "I suddenly... wanted to draw myself."
Because the painting is of myself, I am embarrassed to let others see it, for fear of being called narcissistic.
Yin Shaojie opened the notebook again, pursed his lips and smiled, "What you drew...how should I say, you drew yourself very beautifully."
Mu Xiaoxiao was not happy with his expression and pushed him, "Hey, what do you mean by your expression? Don't I look good?"
She glared at him.
Does he dare to say something that doesn't look good
Yin Shaojie curled his lips, stretched out his long arms, put them on her shoulders, and took the opportunity to steal some fragrance. "You are so beautiful. You are the most beautiful in the world."
At least that's how it seemed to him.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled with satisfaction, "That's pretty much it."
Yin Shaojie narrowed his eyes and said, "However, I have a question. What does your painting... mean? I don't understand it."
With that said, he let her go, opened the book and put it in front of her.
"Uh... because I haven't finished the painting yet."
Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered.
Yin Shaojie noticed her little expression, "Then tell me, what are you painting?"
Mu Xiaoxiao, "..."
What did she say
"Then let me guess, your posture is like sitting, and you have drawn a half circle on your chest... Hey, this looks like a water pattern, is it a water pattern? So what you drew is in the water? Water hibiscus?"
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly denied, "No! This doesn't look like a hibiscus."
If you draw a water hibiscus picture for yourself, it is not ordinary narcissism.
She didn't!
But... he guessed the first part correctly.
Yin Shaojie asked, "What is that?"
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't seem to want to answer him, "Keep guessing."
"Then let me continue guessing?" Yin Shaojie looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and there was a bit of evil in his smile.
"There are still things around the back, and there are some sketches of scenery. I just guessed, this is... are you taking a bath in the hot spring?"
Mu Xiaoxiao, "..."
Are his eyes open, or can he read minds
Yes, he really guessed it right!
When Yin Shaojie saw her eyes glazed over for a moment, he knew he had guessed correctly.
"Hey, I guessed it right. Let me guess again. If you were in a hot spring, your posture would be like lying on the edge of the pool..."
(End of chapter)