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Chapter 415 Can you draw?
In short, Long Qianyao was very uncomfortable in such a one-day course, and would always go uncontrollably to see what Ye Weitian was doing.

Ye Weitian would also look at him secretly, and the eyes of the two would often collide inadvertently, causing sparks to burst out.

The days passed in such an ambiguous and sweet way.

Ye Weitian never felt that life could be so beautiful. She used to go to school, always at two o'clock and one line, and there was no expectation every day. In short, it was the same life.

But now it is different, she looks forward to the days with Long Qianyao every day, as long as she is with him, she will feel very happy.

He should also like her, otherwise how could he be so kind to her.

Soon it will be late autumn, and the sycamore trees on the side of the road have turned yellow, and with the rustling autumn wind, the leaves are constantly falling down.

It looks like a yellow butterfly, rolling with the autumn wind.

Ye Weitian carried her schoolbag and walked backwards.

Long Qianyao put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a smile on his face, watching her playfully walk on her hind legs.

"oops."

Ye Weitian staggered and almost fell to the ground.

When Long Qianyao heard her like this, how could he still have the leisurely mood before, so he quickly grabbed her.

"Idiot, are you okay?"

This time he took her hand and never let go.

"fine."

Ye Weitian stuck out her tongue, looked at the hand tightly held by him, but smiled again.

"What are you giggling about?"

Long Qianyao saw her smiling like an idiot, the autumn wind was blowing, and her seaweed-like long hair was flying with the wind.

Although she smiled idiotically, she was also very beautiful.

"It's nothing."

Ye Weitian shook her head.

Long Qianyao shook his head, took her hand, turned and walked into the community.

"Why did you think of walking back today?"

Ye Weitian suddenly asked.

"Autumn is almost over, why don't we just take a look at it?"

Long Qianyao said suddenly, just now under the flying sycamore leaves, her long skirt was flying, and her long hair was blowing with the wind, her silver bell-like laughter was just engraved in his heart.

The two entered the room one after the other.

"Grandma is not at home today."

Looking at the empty house, even the dumplings are not there.

"Grandma has gone to my aunt's house."

Long Qianyao changed his shoes and walked towards the study on the side.

"Grandma is not here for a few days, so I will go to my house to write, so I can save myself going back and forth."

Ye Weitian followed behind and asked.

"Well, I'm coming back to pick up things today too."

Walking into the study, the desks of the two are facing each other, and they can see each other when they are doing homework.

Soon the homework will be finished.

Ye Weitian returned to the living room bored and looked at Long Qianyao's easel.

"Long Qianyao, do you really know how to draw? I have known you for so long, but I have never seen you draw seriously."

Ye Weitian sat on the sofa, eating with a bag of potato chips.

"I'm sure I can draw, you pose now, and I'll draw you."

Long Qianyao raised his eyebrows, sat in front of the easel, and opened a page of paper on it.

"Really??"

At that moment, Ye Weitian put down the potato chips in her hand, lay down on the sofa, propped her face with one hand, and put the other in front of her.

The expression on his face is also shallow.

"That's it, you draw."

Ye Weitian urged.

(End of this chapter)