After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

Qin Yanxi was a little flattered, and instantly became anticipating.

I saw the girl dig out two pure white cups from her backpack.

At first glance, it looks like two ordinary cups.

A closer look will reveal that there is a fresh design on the mouth of the cup.

Two cup beaks, one protrudes forward, like a duck's bill; the other is concave inward.

The mouths of the two cups meet each other, like a kiss.

"Couples for lovers?" Qin Yanxi asked hesitantly with his eyes lit up.

Yun Ling smiled at the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows proudly: "How about my own diy? How about it? Not bad, right?"

She and Yu Minmin went shopping that day, and they caught the slogan in front of the store at a glance. They had planned to make a pair of these cups a long time ago.

She held a cup in one hand and showed it off in front of a man. She did not forget to add: "A cup is a homonym for generations. A cup means a lifetime!"

"So you want to stay with me forever?" Qin Yanxi smiled knowingly, holding her small hand, the whole big hand wrapped her small hand, and holding the cup in the palm of his hand.

I watched her for a while, and then asked, "So, which cup is for me?"

"Of course this mouth is recessed." After that, she handed the cup to the man.

But then I thought that Yu Minmin also gave her this diy cup, which is easy to confuse with her cup.

After thinking about it, she took the cup back again.

Qin Yanxi saw her giving and taking back the posture, with her thumb tucked into the cup, and he was reluctant to let go: "There is no reason to return what was given."

"Don't return, this cup is still shortcomings." Yun Ling said lightly, frowning, and suddenly enlightenment: "Yes!"

She stepped away from Qin Yanxi, went to look through his desk, "Do you have paintbrushes?"

The girl's brows were raised high and she looked radiant.

Qin Yanxi was even more surprised. Is it possible that she is going to paint on the cup?

"I told the servant to get paint and pens."

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A few minutes later, the servant at home carefully took a box of paints from Qin Yanxi's collection.

There are a total of 1,000 colors in this box, and there are 120 colors in red alone.

When the paint box was opened in front of Yun Ling's eyes, the well-informed woman was also surprised.

"Yanxi, can you paint?"

"No, it's purely a collection." Qin Yanxi said lightly with the bright brilliance hidden under his eyes.

Yun Ling said ‘oh’ without paying too much attention.

But this box of paint has a real background.

Fifty years ago, there was a very powerful painter named Cai Yuanxian. He had a strong sense of color. The watercolors he painted were colorful and dazzling.

According to the survey, human eyes can actually distinguish 1 million different colors, but Cai Yuanxian is the only one who can really modulate these colors.

It's just that he has dedicated his life to toning, and he has only produced 1,000 colors, which is the thousand-color box she sees now.

This thousand-color box is an orphan, only one in the world.

She was shocked, the third kid would actually be interested in collecting paint?

What surprised her even more is that these pigments are well preserved, the squeezed paste is very soft, and the color has not changed qualitatively.

"Yanxi, this box of paint should be a sky-high price, right? I just scribble on the cup casually, it's too wasteful to use it." After feasting his eyes, Yun Ling closed the paint box directly.

When the box was about to be closed, it was strangled by Qin Yanxi's big hand.

He has hot eyes, a narrow smile, and a gentle voice: "No waste, this is the work of his apprentice. Mr. Cai's original work is in the National Museum."

"His apprentice?" Yun Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It's the first time she heard that Cai Yuanxian actually has an apprentice?

"This box of paint is here for you." Qin Yanxi reopened the box.

Yun Ling was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the man beside him incredulously.

The man looked calm, but smiled mysteriously: "I can buy another set from his apprentice."

"This apprentice is pretty good, so please refer me later?" Yun Ling became very interested.

After all, it took Cai Yuan a whole life to make colors, it seems that the apprentice can make them easily?

"Okay, if there is a chance." Qin Yanxi nodded, and in the next second, the palette and paintbrushes were set for her.

Yun Ling stopped grinding, and scanned the 1000 colors in the box, his eyes were like torches, like a scanner, he chose the colors accurately, and began to paint on the cup.

At first, she used the lightest color for the primer, which was invisible to the naked eye.

Soon, she hooked up the pen, three times five divided by two, and a Leo Nebula cluster appeared on the cup.

Then, another cup, she also drew Sagittarius.

If you are an ordinary person, you can't see the mystery at all, just think that you have drawn a starry sky casually.

But Qin Yanxi and Yun Ling are not ordinary people.

When Yun Ling dyed the entire white cup with a gradation of blue, the feeling of the starry sky was instantly there.

Like a photo taken, the stars on the cup are ready to come out, flashing and flashing, very dynamic.

"Sagittarius, Leo, are you drawing our constellations?" Qin Yanxi asked knowingly.

Yun Ling raised her eyebrows: "Hmm, August 19 Leo, December 12 Sagittarius, give you my Sagittarius, and give me your Leo."

"The painting skills are good." Qin Yanxi held the cup reluctantly, raised his eyes and asked, "Have you learned how to paint?"

"Blind drawing." Yun Ling cast a confused look, his eyes fell on the man, and suddenly inspiration came.

She sat directly on the man's thigh, held the paintbrush, and rudely pulled away the clothes on his chest, and pointed to his heart: "I'll get you a tattoo here, right? Yun's tattoo, exclusive mark."

"I don't seem to have the right to refuse?" Qin Yanxi smiled, hooked her fingers, and her voice suddenly became hoarse: "Come on..."

If it wasn't for her physical inconvenience, he really wanted to press her on the sofa, and what kind of tattoo would he still draw?

In a few minutes, Yun Ling finished graffiti on the man's heart.

She used a transparent color and painted it on the skin as if it hadn't been painted.

"When you take a bath later, wipe it with soap and it will show the color."

Pretending to be mysterious, Yun Ling jumped up from his lap and took away the Leo teacup that belonged to her: "The paint turned around and sent me to my room. I'm sleepy. Go back to sleep first."

"Okay." Qin Yanxi nodded, and looked down at his chest, as if he hadn't left any marks.

But after taking a deep breath, you can still smell the paint clearly.

He can't wait to know, what exactly did Xiao Nizi draw on him?

Yun Ling opened the door and slipped away like smoke from the bottom of his feet.

He also got up immediately, went to the bathroom, and gently scrubbed his chest with soap.

Until the mark on the chest became more and more obvious, there was actually a totem of a lark...