A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 521 Wedding Photo (2)

For the first time, Nanfeng felt that Brother Ye could also be described by the word "cute".

"You just said wedding photos, are you planning to draw one?" she asked.

Having said that, Brother Ye spread out the drawing paper, adjusted the paint, let Nanfeng sit on a bench, and then put the half-length mirror in Nanfeng's house in front of her, and then Brother Ye Sit down in front of Nanfeng.

"The wedding photo you mentioned, is this the pose?" Brother Ye asked.

Nanfeng's heart warmed, she never thought that Brother Ye would always remember what she said casually.

She didn't have any demands, she just said, "Yes, just sit quietly and look ahead, that's fine."

In front of the mirror, there is a pair of people facing the wall. The male is tall and handsome, and the female is petite and exquisite.

Nan Feng looked at it for a while, then felt that something was wrong, and then said to Brother Ye: "The head should be closer and close, yes, that's it."

"Then I know!" After Ye Ge finished speaking, he kissed Nan Feng's face again, then moved the mirror away, unfolded the drawing paper, and began to watch Nan Feng draw.

Brother Ye wants to draw the appearance of the two of them.

Nanfeng didn't move, just sat like a model, letting Brother Ye look at the painting.

"Brother Ye, when did you start learning painting?" Nanfeng asked.

Having a husband who can paint is like having a photographer boyfriend in modern times, who can take beautiful pictures of you at any time.

"When I was very young, maybe six or seven years old," Ye Ge said.

"So early?"

"kindness."

"Who taught you how to draw?" Nanfeng asked again.

"A master," Ye Ge said.

"Is that master strict or not?"

"Strict teachers make good students," Ye Ge was very focused when drawing. He drew every strand of Nanfeng's hair very carefully according to its original shape, as well as her eyes, her eyebrows, her nose and mouth. I drew very slowly, as if I wanted to outline every line of her body and engrave it in my heart.

Nanfeng asked again: "Brother Ye, when did you learn to ride and shoot?"

"It was also when I was six or seven years old," Ye Ge said.

"It's so small, such a small brat is running around the village with bare buttocks in our... our Daping village," Nanfeng said, "Why is your father so strict with you?"

"He's doing it for my own good," Ye Ge said.

Speaking of this, Brother Ye paused for a moment, and then said: "Of course, I only realized this when I was older. I didn't understand it when I was young."

"Oh," Nanfeng still wanted to know many things about Brother Ye, but she was worried that this might be something sad about Brother Ye, so it was better not to mention it at this time.

"Brother Ye, where will we live when we become married? There is no house in the provincial capital, how about I buy another one? Are houses in the provincial capital expensive?" Nanfeng asked.

"If we don't have money, we can live with you first. I don't dislike it. I'm married anyway."

"Pfft..." Nan Feng suddenly laughed.

Brother Ye said, "Don't move, your jaw will be crooked if you move it again."

Nanfeng quickly maintained his posture.

After Brother Ye finished painting Nanfeng, he began to paint himself.

With the impression in the mirror just now.

This painting was drawn until the afternoon.

After Brother Ye finished painting, he stood up the painting again.

Well, generally speaking, it's not bad. Nanfeng is very beautiful, and he is of course also very handsome. The key is that the eyes of both of them are happy.

Brother Ye turned to look at Nanfeng again, only to see that she had fallen asleep lying on the bed, her shoes were not taken off, half of her feet were exposed, and the quilt was not covered.

(End of this chapter)