Just as Ye Fan was thinking about explaining, Huo Jingyan had already got up and picked up the brush again to paint on the paper.
"What are you doing? Do you know if you have a fever now?" Ye Fan frowned, trying to grab his brush.
"You can't die anyway, let's talk after painting." He has no habit of giving up halfway.
Huo Jingyan's disapproval made Ye Fan a little angry: "Isn't it finished already?"
Her tone is not very good.
Huo Jingyan's painting hand paused: "A few drops of ink just dropped."
Although the painting is ruined, it can still be rescued.
Ye Fan didn't know what to say.
Huo Jingyan stopped writing suddenly and looked up at her. Those black eyes as bright as glass stared at her closely. Because the two were too close, Ye Fan could clearly see the fine hairs on his face, and the skin was really beautiful. It was surprisingly good, and the smell of medicine on his body also made Ye Fan feel very safe.
It smells very good.
"What are you looking at me for?" Ye Fan's heartbeat was a bit fast, and it was too foul to be so close.
Huo Jingyan's face was even redder than before. He did not answer her question, and began to lower his head to paint again. When painting, he was very serious, with a stubborn stubbornness.
Ye Fan was afraid that he would have a fever and fainted. When the ink got better, he hurried to see the housekeeper Xu.
This time Butler Xu calmly took out a box of medicine from the cabinet in Huo Jingyan's room.
That's right, it's a box of medicine, all kinds of medicine!
Open the box, there are many small bottles inside, the bottles are specially made, and the usage and dosage are written on them.
"Madam Young, these are the medicine for the young master. The young master doesn't like others to disturb him when he paints, and I have to trouble you to take them to the young master.
Ye Fan looked at these medicine bottles: "Did he eat these before?"
Steward Xu shook his head and laughed: "In the past, the young master always did not take medicine, so Lao Lu deliberately prescribed traditional Chinese medicine made by boiling. Now it is different. The young master took the medicine on his own initiative and called Lao Lu personally. The medicine is made into pills, so it will be more convenient to eat this way."
That's it.
Ye Fan didn't ask any more, took the anti-fever medicine from it, poured a cup of warm water, and went to the study.
When she went, the painting had already taken shape, starting from those few drops of ink, Huo Jingyan added a person on it.
"Is this... me?" Ye Fan was a little surprised.
Huo Jingyan raised her head and glanced at her, raising her eyebrows, with a proud light in her eyes, as if to say, I am amazing!
Ye Fan nodded: "That's amazing."
Huo Jingyan snorted coldly: "It's up to you."
Those outside who want his paintings can't get them.
Ye Fan handed him the anti-fever medicine, and said with a smile: "Take the medicine first, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect your performance."
Huo Jingyan stared: "How is it possible, you are too underestimating me."
Ye Fan smiled: "Well, you are the best, but take the medicine!"
What else Huo Jingyan wanted to say, Ye Fan had already started and touched his head, as if to say: Be good!
Huo Jingyan was a little awkward and uncomfortable, and wanted her not to touch herself, but her tone and movement just now were so gentle.
He pursed his lips, looked at the medicine she was handing over, frowned in disgust: "If I take the medicine, should you give me a gift too?"
what
Ye Fan was a little stunned. Are you sure you are twenty-five years old, not three
Is it really good to take a medicine and beg for benefits
Huo Jingyan said again: "The painting I gave you is almost finished, don't you know how to come and go?"
Ye Fan nodded: "That's right, but what do you like?"
Huo Jingyan took the medicine, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it with water: "I want to."
After taking the medicine, he continued to paint.
Ye Fan looked at him with one hand on his chin. This face became more refined and more beautiful, and from the near future, she found that he did not seem to be as difficult to deal with before. This is not an illusion.
Just like Qiao Luo said, Huo Jingyan is a small ancestor, so he has to be pampered, coaxed, and followed.
"Ahem..." Huo Jingyan covered his nose and mouth, coughing sullenly again, his eyes glistening with water.
What a weak and sick beauty!
After finishing the painting, Ye Fan had to sigh again that Huo Jingyan was indeed a master. She watched Huo Jingyan take out a seal and clicked on the painting.
Ye Fan joked: "Huo Jingyan, you said that one day I will be short of money, and I will sell this painting you painted. It will definitely sell for a good price."
As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Jingyan coughed again, as if irritated, staring at her fiercely with watery eyes, gritted his teeth: "Do you want to sell this painting?"
His voice is a little dumb, but he can still hear the threat.
Ye Fan smiled and shook his head: "I'm joking, but you, Master Huo Da, personally painted this. How could I sell it for money? Don't worry, I will collect it, even if I am poor, even if I starve I don’t sell it either. I still want to treat this painting as a family heirloom and pass it on from generation to generation.
Huo Jingyan said awkwardly: "It's pretty much the same."
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it really was the little ancestor, so she had to coax, she suddenly felt that she seemed to light up some skills invisibly.
"However, how could you be impoverished and starved to death? As long as you obediently do not annoy me, this kind of situation will not happen, even if someday..." Huo Jing paused, "Even if I die someday, I dare not say anything else. You can inherit the paintings in this study, and the price of these paintings will be doubled. You can sell these paintings, but you are not allowed to sell this painting, have you heard?"
Seeing his serious and stubborn look, Ye Fan seemed to be stabbed by something in his heart, and his nose was a little sour.
She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't sell the paintings here."
Hearing what she said, Huo Jingyan's complexion finally softened, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and his heart was inexplicably happy.
Ye Fan reached out and put down his forehead: "Okay, hurry up and rest!"
Huo Jingyan sat there and didn't move. If you look closely, you will find him in a daze.
Seeing that he was not moving, Ye Fan went to pull him, grabbed his wrist and wanted to pull again, he stood up by himself.
Ye Fan let go but he was arrested: "Lead."
Well, well, you are the little ancestor, you have the final say.
Seeing Ye Fan brought it back again, Huo Jingyan pursed his lips and smiled and quickly covered it up.
Back in the room, Ye Fan said, "You have a good rest!"
Huo Jingyan grabbed her hand and said, "You stay with me."
Are you still a three-year-old child
Accompany it!
Huo Jingyan was lying on the bed with his eyes open. Suddenly, he felt that everything in front of him became blurred and slowly transformed.
He subconsciously grabbed that hand, Ye Fan: "What's the matter?"
Huo Jingyan shook his head, then closed his eyes: "It's okay."
Just grabbing her hand and slowly tightening, frowning fiercely, as if he was restless, even the breath that came out was a bit hot.
Ye Fan probed his forehead uneasy, and his heart sank, as if it was getting hotter and hotter.