With just a few strokes, the appearance of her leaning against the window is penetrating into the wood.
When Lu Xinglan stopped writing, his face suddenly turned red.
He quickly took the paper away.
But I heard the girl's sweet voice, "Master, it's done, do you think this color looks good?"
Lu Xinglan stopped his fingers and raised his eyes.
I saw the girl stretch out her white fingers, and the fingertips were all that delicate pollen.
A reddish color with a glossy halo.
The color on her lips has lost a lot of powder because of the lack of qi and blood.
She smeared the lipstick on her lips, and the bright red was so beautiful that it made people's eyes dazzle.
Bai Weiwei's fingers were casually drooping, and the smear of red fell into her nails casually.
It's like opening a flower at your fingertips.
And the more beautiful flowers are on her lips.
"Does it look good?"
She seemed to see his sluggishness, so she couldn't help laughing in a low voice, and she reached out her hand innocently to cover her alluring red lips.
Lu Xinglan's face was a little red, and he seemed a little embarrassed.
He lowered his eyes, not looking at her.
He seemed to see her teasing him.
Bai Weiwei also seemed to think that he was laughing like this. He had never seen a woman put on rouge, so he was not very polite.
So she corrected her attitude, bowed her head seriously and continued to make rouge.
Lu Xinglan looked at the painting on the paper, with a hint of embarrassed panic in those dark eyes.
For girls.
Although he appeared calm, he felt that he was facing a huge problem in his heart.
Her every move.
Let him not know how to deal with it.
Even when he woke up in the middle of the night and stared at her sleeping appearance, the hot tumult made him extremely uncomfortable.
But he didn't dare to touch her.
The more she has various emotions.
The more... afraid of hurting her.
Even when Lu Xinglan faced a formidable enemy, he wouldn't be as dazed as Bai Weiwei.
Xin Wu was shouting outside the window, "It's dinner time."
Bai Weiwei was already hungry, and immediately jumped up from the chair.
"Have you eaten yet? Young master, I'm going to help Xin Wu serve the dishes."
After speaking, she happily ran past him.
Two pink straps swept over his arms in a very elegant manner.
The touch of rubbing clothes is almost nothing.
But it made Lu Xinglan stiff.
After she ran out, silence returned to the house.
Lu Xinglan stood for a while, then started to pack up the paper as if nothing had happened, and just put the painting in the box.
Suddenly his eyes fell on the mouth grease scattered by the window and on the small table.
He was silent for a while, and then a clean pen, stained with some red, fell on the painting.
The girl's originally colorless lips had a tinge of bright red.
Alluring and delicious.
Like the radiant beauty on the cherry.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is 65.]
Lu Xinglan lowered his eyes in a daze, and then heard the sound of cheerful footsteps outside, he immediately put the pen and packed up the painting.
Then spread out a piece of white paper and scribble on it casually.
What looks like a map is drawn, but it's actually a ghost drawing that doesn't make sense.
Bai Weiwei and Xin Wu set the meal.
"time to eat."
The girl's voice called sweetly.
Lu Xinglan lowered his head, turned his back to them, and said calmly and calmly, "I'll eat when I finish these strokes and finish this map."
It's as if he really drew a map.
After dinner, Bai Weiwei sat under the lamp and did needlework.
Her needlework is very rough.
A pair of mandarin ducks is embroidered with the temperament of two dumb ducks
Lu Xinglan still commented lightly.
"It's pretty."