The tyrant's petite bag is sweet and silly

Chapter 444

It was Cheng Wan's birthday a month ago, but Mr. Rong was unable to come to the house that day because of something. Cheng Wan prepared for the day, but heard the other party's maid said that she would not be able to come, and looked very disappointed.

So when Mr. Rong came later, Cheng Wan acted like she was asking for a gift. The two had made an appointment before, but when Mr. Rong missed the appointment that day, she felt a little bit sorry.

So he generously proposed to let Cheng Wan choose what he wanted.

Cheng Wan's eyes were bright, and the stars were reflected in her eyes. She looked very happy, "You said that!"

Her face is delicate and lively, and her eyes are the finishing touch. She looks extremely agile and beautiful, like some kind of small animal in the forest. She has aura and makes people feel pity.

Mr. Rong smiled helplessly, "I said so."

After she said this, she was ready to bleed heavily.

Cheng Wan only said that she had to think about it again, but she didn't expect that it was just such a simple request after thinking about it today.

Draw a picture of her.

This is not even a request for Mr. Rong.

She is very good at painting, and can draw landscape paintings at her fingertips, let alone portraits of people.

Having prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Mr. Rong adjusted his posture and sat down. He was about to pick up the pen, but when he looked up, he saw the person who made the request, but he seemed a little shy and even nervous.

She couldn't help laughing, staring at Miss Jiao who didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and teased casually, "I am the one who wants to draw, and if the painting is not good-looking, I will be the one who will be scolded, why are you nervous? "

Hearing this, Cheng Wan stared over with a pair of eyes, puffed up, a little annoyed, "Why am I nervous?"

Mr. Rong lowered his eyes, one hand was busy studying the ink, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "Aren't you nervous? Then your expression should not be so stiff at least. If you don't know, you might think I forced you to draw."

Cheng Wan blushed, murmured for a moment, and said slowly, "I just don't know what pose to pose to complement the beauty of this lady..."

Zi Lian is the same as before, but his voice is less confident, and his eyes are a little wandering.

Mr. Rong didn't pay attention, she took her time to grind the ink, then slowly raised her head, looked around, raised her hand and pointed casually.

"Just over there."

Cheng Wan glanced at the direction she was pointing at, it was the door, bare and nothing.

She originally stood under a branch of a tree, and she also had her own thoughts, so that the surrounding scenery could better set off people.

As a result, the other party picked such a place with a random finger!

Cheng Wan was not satisfied, and even suspected that the other party was perfunctory her.

She half-closed her eyes and walked over to stand there, confirming again, "It's here, are you sure?"

Mr. Rong nodded calmly, looked carefully for a while, and frowned, "It seems that something is missing..."

Cheng Wan pouted, thinking that you also knew something was missing.

But seeing the other party approaching, stopped in front of her, and raised her hand unexpectedly, she was startled and took a step back, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Rong calmly took off the round fan hanging from her waist, and stuffed it into her hand, "Here, take it."

Cheng Wan stared suspiciously at the round fan in his hand:?

She raised her eyes to look at the other party, only to see her raised her eyebrows, "cover your face."

Cheng Wan subconsciously did it first, and the round fan completely blocked the palm-sized face. After thinking about it, she wondered, since the face could not be seen, so what else is there to draw?
I'm afraid this person deliberately teased her?

If she doesn't want to paint, just say it straight, and use such a roundabout way!

Just as she was about to burst into anger, her hand was suddenly held, and the warm touch made her startled.

The round fan moved down, and she bumped into the other's eyes with a smile, "I asked you to cover your face, but didn't tell you to cover it all!"

Cheng Wan moved her lips and said nothing.

Mr. Rong was still holding her hand to adjust the movements, his slender and beautiful eyebrows frowned and loosened, and finally satisfied, he clapped his hands and looked relieved, "I still hold the pipa and half cover my face, this is what I want!"

She raised her eyes to meet her dazed eyes, and couldn't help but bend her lips, "Why, are you stupid?"

After saying this, she didn't expect the other party to answer, and turned back to her place.

The hand that was held was hot for a while, Cheng Wan lowered her eyes to hide the surging emotions in her eyes, but her face turned slightly red, and the heat couldn't go away no matter what.

"Look up and look at me."

Mr. Rong held the pen in one hand and spoke lazily.

Cheng Wan paused, raised her moist black eyes and looked over.

If you want to talk, you will rest, your eyebrows and eyes are full of amorous feelings.

Mr. Rong paused, then smiled, "It's good to keep such eyes."

Xiuqin at the side looked at her young lady's shy and timid appearance, but she couldn't help feeling a little strange in her heart, she couldn't help frowning, something flashed in her mind.

But in detail, I can't tell.

Mr. Rong is serious about painting, and my young lady is so impatient, she unexpectedly cooperated for a long time.

You must know that it is not easy to maintain a posture all the time, especially, her young lady is really lacking in patience and has always been lively and active.

In the past, she would never have been able to imagine such a well-behaved young lady.

Xiuqin was very impressed.

Soon, Mr. Rong accepted the last payment, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's fine."

Cheng Wan staggered, rubbed his sore wrist and walked over, raised his chin, with a proud and savage expression on his face, "If the painting doesn't look good, I won't let it go!"

Having said that, the emotion in her eyes seemed to be looking forward to it, and she walked over briskly.

From where Xiuqin was standing, she could see Mr. Rong's every move and naturally saw the finished product. She couldn't help laughing and joking, "Miss, don't worry, Mr. painted you very well, just like a fairy girl!"

Cheng Wan glanced at her and snorted softly, "Don't think about turning your elbows away, what you say doesn't count, what Miss Ben says counts."

When she came to the front, the corner of her mouth was still hooked into a half-smile, and she turned her eyes to look over.

On the rice paper spread out, the young girl winks and shyly looks like a peerless beauty.

Every frown and smile is vividly portrayed.

It turned out to be really beautiful.

Cheng Wan knew that she was born beautiful, but she didn't expect that in this person's pen, she could be so beautiful.

Eyebrows froze, Cheng Wan met the man's questioning gaze, suppressed her joy, raised her chin slightly, and said in a suppressed tone, "It's barely enough to get in my eyes, I'll spare you this time."

Mr. Rong raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The girl is very proud, and she doesn't know how to say soft words.

She doesn't mind.

Afterwards, Xiuqin personally saw her young lady carefully hung the painting, which was said to be barely noticeable, on the wall of her boudoir, where she could see it when she raised her eyes.

She stood in front of the painting and stopped, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and pious.

After a while, she said softly.

"I love so much."

Xiuqin's heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)