In terms of face, Ruan Nan is still thicker than Qin actually.
After giving up the idea of watching the movie "Different Lovers", Ruan Nan was thinking about what else to play, but Qin actually said to wait a moment, and after checking on his mobile phone for a while, he located a destination. Let Ruan Nan navigate along.
Ruan Nan glanced at it, it was close to the suburban art museum, but he did not locate the art museum.
Ruan Nan didn't ask any more questions, didn't refute her opinion, and drove directly there. Qin actually looked out all the way. She had never been in this city, and she still felt like a tourist today. The shade of trees grows thicker as you go to the outskirts of the city, and the afternoon sun fills the rhythm of the entire city.
There is a row of handmade shops with unique decoration styles around the art museum. Qin actually positioned this one as "Accompanying", and the name is very literary.
Ruan Nan parked the car. This store is in a small courtyard with a single door. As soon as you enter the courtyard, you will see potted plants and some decorative stones. They should have been deliberately arranged and trimmed. The white walls and green leaves are very smart. a feeling of.
The two pushed the door into the store, and saw a lot of handmade soaps displayed on the wall and table, and there was an elegant fragrance in the air. The decoration of the store is also very elegant, like a small art gallery.
There were not many people in the store, and Ruan Nan saw that a customer was quietly drawing something on the drawing board. The craftsman with a low ponytail saw two people coming in, came over and smiled slightly, as if afraid of disturbing other guests, and asked softly: "Miss, are you going to experience making handmade soap today? Have you been here before? Did this?"
Ruan Nan shook his head, Qin actually said that he had seen it.
"Okay" the craftsman led the two to the long table where the guests were sitting. Opposite them were two ladies who looked like literary white-collar workers, and next to them was a young couple. When they saw them sitting down, they all smiled and nodded. .
Ruan Nan sat inside, Qin actually sat outside, the craftsman's sister came over quickly to explain the basic process to them, and finally asked whether the pattern on the handmade soap was to be painted by himself or to choose directly, Qin actually remembered Ruan Nan The picture posted on the school wall was very good, so he said, "Draw it yourself."
The craftsman's sister nodded and brought a drawing board to the two of them. Because the subsequent scanning is reduced, the size of the canvas is not very large.
Ruan Nan has been exposed to a lot of novel ways of playing since he was a child, and it is the first time to make handmade soap by himself. She obviously thought it was a little novel. The sisters on the opposite side were almost at the step of demoulding. Ruan Nan, like a cat's head, propped his face on his elbows and looked at it for a while, then turned his head and blinked and said to Qin actually: " It looks good."
Qin actually smiled: "They should have chosen the painting directly."
Ruan Nan picked up the brush hesitantly: "But what if I don't look good?"
Qin actually reached out and scratched Ruan Nan's nose: "No one can do it well the first time, whether it looks good or not, it's our first time painting together, right?"
Ruan Nan was right when he thought about it. After taking off his coat, he sat upright in front of the board and began to think.
Qin actually picked up a pen too. Of course, she also learned some piano, dance and painting when she was a child, but unfortunately she was busy later, and she lost everything except the piano that persisted a little longer.
I thought about it for a while with the pen in my hand, and just after I drew two strokes, I just drew it out with my hands shaking, and the idea just now was completely broken.
Qin unexpectedly changed his eyes to try to remedy it. Unexpectedly, the paint was a little thin and flowed down the drawing board. She quickly took out a tissue and wiped it while no one was paying attention.
Angry.
Qin actually sighed secretly. Ruan Nan, who turned her head to look, had already started to paint. Qin actually leaned over her head. She should have wanted to paint a starry sky first, with dark blue paint starting at the bottom, and light yellow next to it.
Noticing that Ruan Nan's hair would always fall forward, Qin actually slid back on the stool, and put his hand on her neck to help Ruan Nan stroke her hair. Ruan Nan's upper body is a low-neck, small long-sleeved shirt. Qin actually made his neck itch. He wanted to laugh and turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
Qin actually didn't answer, and slowly grabbed Ruan Nan's smoky gray hair in his hand, smoothed it all out, took off a hair tie from his wrist, and gently tied her hair up for her.
Qin Juan's fingers lightly touched Ruan Nan's neck intentionally or unintentionally, and the warm and soft touch came, and his whole body was numb.
Ruan Nan usually thinks that it is not good looking when he has a ponytail, but he was a little uneasy when Qin actually made it like this. He turned to look at Qin Jian and asked, "Is it so good-looking?"
"Good-looking." Qin actually nodded and replied without hesitation.
Ruan Nan reassured and continued to turn his head to paint.
"This little sky and little stars are really beautiful."
"..." must be intentional.
Ruan Nan stopped writing and put his head on Qin Juan's canvas. There were only less than five strokes, and the last stroke went directly through the entire canvas. Ruan Nan smiled: "Is it abstract today?"
Qin actually stopped struggling and threw the pen: "A-Ruan, I don't draw anymore, I can't draw if I feel bad today."
"Then are you going to stroll around? Otherwise, it will be boring to sit alone."
Qin actually shook his head: "It's not boring." He said as if he had thought of something: "A-Ruan, shall I be a model for you? Look at me and draw me."
Ruan Nan glanced at her suspiciously. Just as he was about to say that he was not good at drawing figures, he suddenly had an idea: "Okay, then sit opposite, I can see clearly."
"Isn't it better to sit next to me?"
"There's a problem with the angle."
Seeing that Ruan Nan was really good at drawing, Qin didn't insist any longer and got up and sat opposite her. The table is not very wide, so even the opposite is not far away.
Qin actually sat on the opposite chair, her long legs stretched out in front of her, she tugged up her hair, and let the skirt drape between her legs, creating an elegant and charming pose. She already had a star face. Today The makeup is exquisite, and such a pose attracts the young couple on the opposite side to look over.
Ruan Nan calmly coughed lightly with the boy next to him. After his eyes became cold, he began to paint. The sunlight came from behind Ruan Nan and hit Qin Juan's face. The face was small and the eyelashes were long. There is an indescribable sense of innocence when speaking.
After painting for a while, Ruan Nan raised his head: "Qin, you wink."
Qin actually tilted his head, his upper and lower eyelashes touched, and a full of electric wink was thrown at Ruan Nan.
Ruan Nan seemed to have really been electrocuted, so he leaned back and continued to paint.
Although Ruan Nan is not as tall as her, his temperament is unique. At this moment, she turned her back to the sun, looked up at Qin Juan, and looked down at the painting, with a serious and intoxicated expression on her face.
A beam of light and shadow hit her writing hand, and her slender and fair fingers were very beautiful.
Qin actually looked at Ruan Nan's hand and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin actually came back to his senses now, and the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc: "Aruan, don't you think there is something missing in your hand?"
Ruan Nan was taken aback, looked at the five fingers without the ring, and withdrew his hand: "It's too early to say this now."
Qin was actually a little puzzled: "Does this still take time? You can do it if you like it."
"Do you do the same to others?" Ruan Nan glanced at her sideways.
"Hey Aruan, I'm a gentleman, don't you know?"
"What kind of gentleman?"
The two frowned and looked at each other, and Qin actually realized that they were not thinking the same thing at all.
"You mean the ring?" Qin actually asked.
"What are you talking about?" Ruan Nan asked.
Hiss... I just thought about the wedding ring... The little girl seems to be silent, but in fact, she has thought so far? Qin couldn't help but chuckle, afraid that Ruan Nan would be shy, so he quickly pretended to look away.
Ruan Nan was really shy, but she also realized the other meanings in Qin's words, how could it be related to a gentleman
Seeing that she didn't answer Ruan Nan, he asked, "What are you talking about?"
Qin actually shook his head: "It's nothing, a bracelet, I think you're missing a bracelet."
"Don't tell me? Then I won't show you the painting." Ruan Nan said and was about to take the painting down from the board.
Qin actually looked forward to it for so long, why didn't he want to look at it, and quickly reached out to stop Ruan Nan. When Ruan Nan saw her coming, he turned around in a hurry. Qin actually stretched out his hand. inside.
The others were quietly drawing and talking, and no one noticed their little movements. Ruan Nan hurriedly whispered: "Hold me, anyway, I won't show you if you don't tell me."
Qin was helpless, and hugged the person closer with both hands: "I mean, if you lack a manicure, it's best to have the kind decorated with small shells."
Nail art? Ruan Nan looked at her clean nails. She had done it before, but it was not very convenient.
Nail art, a gentleman... Ruan Nan suddenly remembered the nail clippers and hand sanitizer that day. He looked back at Qin and asked, "Do you do it? I think your hands are also very beautiful."
Qin actually smiled: "I did it, it's not good for you." While she was relaxing, she reached out and pinched the painting in her hand and opened it—
Apart from the starry sky just seen, there are no characters on the screen. It was a fox in a lavender dress.
The fox was sitting under the starry sky, posing as elegant and enchanting as Qin actually had just now. The long eyelashes made the fox look beautiful, especially those eyes that were not smiling, as if they had just cast a wink, as if they were saying :
"I'm coming to eat you."