"Little Langjun, I, I'll change the paper for you."

Zaihu hurriedly came over to draw the paper, but he grabbed Liu Nong's hand in a daze. When the two touched each other, the little man's hand was as gentle as warm as jade, and her face became even redder, and she was so hot that she quietly retracted her hand.

While changing the paper, he thought to himself: Xiao Langjun didn't avoid it just now, then, don't you hate me...

Liu Nong's heart was also pounding, and the Broken Lake's face was blushing very brightly, like a ripe apple, which was extremely attractive. When we were close, the girl's unique body fragrance was warm and she was wearing a warm body. She was just too anxious to wear clothes and her wide collar was not tied tightly. Liu Nong accidentally saw a ball of white and quickly changed her eyes. Because she was quick to adjust, the pen in her hand was not lifted steadily, and the paper she had just laid was dyed with ink again.

"Young man, do you want to change it again?"

Zaihu bit his mouth and laughed silently. He took the opportunity to change the paper and peeked at the little husband all over. His panic fell into her eyes, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

"Yeah!"

Liu Nong let out a loud voice, and she couldn't let her change it anymore. If she changed it tonight, she would be unable to practice it. Looking at the thick ink, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed and said with a smile: "No need, I'm just working on a painting!"

"I'll go get the ink!"

The eyes of Broken Lake are bright and the little man wants to paint. She likes to see the little man painting the most. The painting is good, and the focused little man looks better! He quickly took the brush and ink and placed it on the table one by one.

There are five ways to apply ink: burnt, thick, heavy, light, and light. There are also many kinds of ink paintings, including old ink, retreat ink, and e-ink. Liu Nong's painting method was inherited from Yang Shaoliu. The method of ink was focused on thick and thin, so the use of ink was mainly based on old ink. Painting is not as good as running scripts, and without the guidance of famous masters, it is also the ultimate to be able to understand one or two ink techniques throughout his life. Although Yang Shaoliu was extensive and profound, he was only a rough understanding of this painting; however, she advised him that it would be possible to be proficient in poetry and calligraphy, and he did not have to be able to understand everything.

Because it is a simple painting, Liu Nong's writing is mostly done with the strokes. With just a few strokes, he has already drawn out the meaning of the painting. He pushed the strokes against the strokes and tied the brushes into bundles, and the ink is lightly dyed. In just one hour, the painting will be completed.

I didn't dare to blow with my mouth, so I slowly brushed my sleeves over the drawing paper a few times, and the painting ink was already colored.

This is a figure painting. There is a woman in the painting about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a young boy in her hand, bathing under the moonlight, and stepping on the small bridge. Her intentions are very quiet, but her ink is warm. Although it is a simple painting, she also describes the scene in detail. Obviously, this scene has always been in her heart.

Broken Lake stared at the painting for a moment, and its eye sockets were quietly wet. This was the moonlit night six years ago. It was the first time they really met. The little husband always remembered it!

He raised his foggy eyes and asked, "Little Langjun, can you give me this painting?"

"Um."

Liu Nong thought about it, then turned the pen in the painting, looked at it for a few times, and then smiled and said, "Of course, it was for you!"

...

It's late at night!

The Broken Lake was wandering around and it was really hard to fall asleep. He jumped out of bed and took out the hidden painting. The more he looked, the more he became more and more fascinated. He asked himself with his head tilted, "What does Xiao Lang mean?" If he said he didn't like it, there was a strong warmth in the painting; if he said he was happy, why did he want to draw something that I couldn't understand here!

What is this?

Lift the painting, squint your eyes, and look carefully through the moonlight. On the right corner of the painting, there are two big question marks and exclamation marks!

This looks like an ear!

She pointed to the question mark, her eyes were blurred, and she murmured softly: "Do you listen? What are you listening to..."
Chapter completed!