The daughter of rebirth

Chapter 12 Picture Scroll
"But I will feel distressed." Tang Zhao said.The words were soft like a feather caressing the tip of her heart, crisp and numb, reminding An Jin of that kiss last night.

His face turned red, and Tang Zhao looked at the corner of his mouth with a wicked smile, and said with some regret, "This dress is my favorite, it hurts so much if it gets dirty."

Boom——all the Xuanni were blown away by these unsightly words.An Jin looked at the teasing in Tang Zhao's eyes, and felt his face burning, of course it wasn't shyness.He kicked Tang Zhao's leg, turned around and left.

Tang Zhao didn't dare to resist knowing that he had played, so he was kicked abruptly, and looked at An Jin pitifully as he wanted to catch up. "Xiaojin... I was wrong."

An Jin turned his head abruptly, pointed at Tang Zhao and shouted, "Don't move!"

Tang Zhao didn't dare to disobey, and stood obediently, looking at her with some sorrow.An Jin turned a blind eye, and said in a domineering tone, "Don't move, you know!" He said and took a few steps back.

Tang Zhao nodded, but he thought in his heart that if An Jin wanted to run away, how could he cut off her way the fastest.She still had the sad expression on her face, but found that An Jin had a wicked smile on her face.Then "Wow——" the fountain changed its rhythm, and the spring water fell from the sky, pouring all of it on Tang Zhao's head.The originally trimmed hair suddenly lay wet on his head, and his body was covered with cold water. Tang Zhao's whole body was like a drowned chicken. His previous image and charm were all ruined.

Seeing his miserable state, An Jin laughed out loud, lost his footing and fell to the ground, covering his stomach with laughter.Mom, if Mi Xiaole sees the male god in her mind like this, she will go crazy!

Tang Zhao felt cold and shivered.He took off his coat, twisted it, and squeezed out the water all over the floor.His eyes were full of anger.Since he was a child, no one had played him like this before. Taking a glance at the surprised-faced Bai Tang standing behind the flower bed not far away, and the red-faced Qin Yu, Tang Zhao felt his lungs were about to explode.Glaring fiercely at the two peeping people, the two who saw them were terrified and ran away without looking back.

Tang Zhao snorted softly, and looked at the girl not far away who was laughing and sitting on the ground with tears streaming down her face, but all the anger in her heart disappeared in an instant.

Approaching her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he knelt down: "Is it funny?"

An Jin didn't expect him to appear suddenly, screaming and instinctively took a few steps back.Stare at him.

Tang Zhao looked at the girl looking at him aggrievedly, angry and funny.He pulled An Jin up and hugged him in his arms and walked towards the parking place.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, An Jin pitifully tugged on Tang Zhao's collar and shook it: "Senior brother..."

Tang Zhao snorted softly and ignored her.He went straight to the car and stuffed An Jin in.Then he took a bag of things out of the trunk and got into the car.

An Jin looked at someone who had taken off his shirt and was taking off his belt, and instinctively put his arms around his shoulders to protect himself, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing!"

Tang Zhao rolled his eyes, took out the clothes from the bag, and didn't look at An Jin to change clothes by himself.

When he took off his pants, An Jin screamed and covered his eyes: "You pervert!"

"Who made me like this. I am sorry for you for not asking you to change my clothes." Tang Zhao's heart turned, and he leaned into An Jin's ear and said in an ambiguous tone, "Besides, my brother's Everything is yours, if you want to see it, just say it, what's the embarrassment?"

An Jin wanted to hit him, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his naked body, and quickly covered his eyes: "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet!"

Tang Zhao stopped teasing her, quickly changed his clothes and trousers, stuffed the wet clothes into a bag and threw them to An Jin, lazily said: "Help me wash it."

"Why!" An Jin turned over the bag and protested: "It's not that you don't have servants in your house, why do you want me to wash it? Here's yours..."

An Jin twitched the corners of his mouth, and Tang Zhao changed into new clothes from inside to outside. An Jin looked at the clothes in the bag, then at Tang Zhao with threatening eyes, and angrily took over the laundry job .

An Jin felt sad and indignant, isn't it because of my mother's support, what's the big deal!
"I said, why are we leaving after we haven't stayed for a while?" An Jin hugged the bag of wet clothes and looked at Tang Zhao who was driving.

Tang Zhao snorted softly: "I don't have any clothes to change."

An Jin remembered how cold water had poured on him, and burst out laughing.

"I didn't do it on purpose. Who told you to bully me first." An Jin smiled, "I want to go to Century Square because there are some college students sketching there every day. I always wanted someone to draw one for me, but I never had the chance , so I want to go see it today."

"You want a sketch?"

"En." An Jin responded.She likes how she portrays herself in her pen.Although the photos are clearer and more real, they lack that emotion.Everyone sees themselves differently.And the self depicted by the pen tip is her image in the author's mind and the expectation for her.

"I can help you." Tang Zhao said lightly.

An Jin was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin quilt.Sit on a chair and arrange the painting utensils.

"I didn't expect you to have a studio!" An Jin was a little surprised.

This room was originally the guest room of Tang Zhao's family, but it was converted into a studio.The room is not very big, but it is filled with easels and many drawings.Large floor-to-ceiling windows occupy two-thirds of one wall.The white and clean curtains were blown up with a "hula" by the wind, like white doves spreading their wings.

Tang Zhao looked at the surprise in the girl's eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened: "If you are tired, just sleep for a while."

An Jin nodded copingly, but still looked around this small but artistic place.The flower pots placed on the window sill, the white cloth draped on the easel, and the neatly placed brushes all interpret the love and cherishment of the owner of the studio.

A man with such a studio should be a very gentle person.An Jin thought to herself and looked at Tang Zhao.He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his wrists.His white and slender hands are skillfully adjusting the height of the easel.He lowered his head slightly, the slightly longer hair covering his eyes.

An Jin watched quietly, only feeling that the water was flowing slowly.

Time passed unknowingly, and An Jin felt drowsy wave after wave.The sun is warming in the afternoon, shining in through the open glass, which is a good way to sleep.Unable to bear the warmth, An Jin finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Tang Zhao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the girl bathed in the sun, his eyes were full of doting.This feeling is very good, watching the beloved girl fall asleep in the warmth, peaceful and quiet, let go of all guards, like a newborn baby.This is the most beautiful picture in his life.

The last stroke was drawn, and when Tang Zhao put down the brush, the sky had been dyed pale gold by the setting sun.Looking at the girl who hadn't woken up yet, Tang Zhao stood up and covered her arm that was exposed outside the quilt. His fingertips lingered on the girl's bright red lips, and finally kissed her.

(End of this chapter)