Yun Nianjin observed for a while, then closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before he began to write.
The tip of the pen moved rapidly on the canvas, or hooked, or rubbed, or pointed, or dyed, during which he did not look up at any glance, and devoted himself to the whole painting, quite a sense of everyone's style.
At this time, Leng Lingyun, who was originally closed, opened a pair of bright big eyes, took in this scene, and couldn't help but praise it in his heart, Sure enough, they all say that serious men are the most attractive, and the ancients don't deceive me Time flowed quietly like this, until the sun sank, the sky could no longer see any trace of brilliance, and the lake had gradually lit up a bright light, Yun Nianjin slowly put down the brush.
When he looked up, he met Leng Lingyun's somewhat obsessive eyes, and the eyes of the two were anxious, and under the cover of the spiritual fire around them at this time, it added a bit of ambiguity to the atmosphere at this moment.
"Do you like it?"
Yun Nianjin said with some emotion.
"Do you mean painting or yourself?"
Leng Lingyun's thoughts had not fully awakened at this time, and he blurted out subconsciously.
"Hehe, Yun'er, you said painting or people, which do you prefer?"
Yun Nianjin chuckled lightly and bypassed the painting case to wrap around Leng Lingyun's body.
At this time, Leng Lingyun had also reflected how embarrassing his words were, his eyes rolled and he spoke incoherently, "I, You" "Yun'er, let's talk about it after thinking about it, otherwise there will be punishment" Yun Nianjin looked at her with a wicked smile.
"I—I like both" Leng Lingyun hesitated for a moment, and finally gave an answer that he thought was relatively safe in his heart.
"Tsk, it's perfunctory at first glance, and I should be punished" After speaking, he kissed Leng Lingyun's cherry lips lightly.
Seeing that Yun Nianjin had seized the opportunity, Leng Lingyun said with some indignation, "You did it on purpose" "Yes, you see that I have worked so hard to paint for you, shouldn't there be some reward?"
Yun Nianjin accepted it calmly and generously, without the slightest hint of apology.
At this moment, Leng Lingyun also had to admit that if he was thicker than his face, he would probably never be his opponent, and he didn't want to continue this topic with him, so he coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, let me see your paintings, is it worth the reward?"
"It turns out that Yun'er has been standing here for so long, and she hasn't looked at her husband's painting, let me guess it must be, I was fascinated by the charming handsome face of my husband, right?"
There was a hint of surprise in Yun Nianjin's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, and it quickly disappeared into that deep pupil.
"It's less stinky and beautiful, get out of the way, I want to see what you painted me like" After Leng Lingyun finished speaking in disgust, his subordinates pushed Yun Nianjin's body away with force.
When I turned around, I was muttering in my heart, I won't tell you that you guessed it, otherwise I wouldn't be even more complacent, although I don't know when I came down and walked to him Yun Nianjin didn't know what Leng Lingyun was thinking, and he didn't stop her anymore, he let go very obediently, and followed behind her and said, "Even if the husband's painting skills are not good, but because you are painting a lady, your beauty is natural, even if I want to deliberately ugliness, it must be extremely beautiful, so Yun'er just rest assured, she will definitely not let you down."
Leng Lingyun stopped and glanced back at him, the disdain in her eyes was undoubtedly revealed, but when her eyes fell on the painting on the case, she suddenly felt a shock, and a crazy look of joy appeared in her eyes.
I saw that the entire background of the picture was a brilliant flowing clouds and clouds, with layers of smudging, as if the sunset at that time had really been moved to the canvas.
But such a majestic and beautiful scenery has only been reduced to a foil, and the most dazzling thing in the whole picture is the girl who closes her eyes and is quiet.
Although it is only a side face, the delicate brushstrokes depict her entire outline in great detail.
As fine as the folds on the fluttering skirt, the slightly circled strands on the long black hair, even the eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly, and the fiery red clouds created a holy halo behind her, which seemed to be real and illusory.
Just like that, inadvertently, the agile and wanton girl on the picture caught Leng Lingyun's gaze tightly in an instant, and even made her herself a little doubtful that the girl in the painting was not herself.
"Is this really me?"
Leng Lingyun opened his mouth with some uncertainty. provoked Yun Nianjin to chuckle lightly, reached out and pinched her nose, and was satisfied to hear her soft voice, then slowly spoke, "Does it hurt?"
Leng Lingyun touched his nose, which had been pinched red, and said, "Pain" "That's right, it's you who painted for your husband, my Yun'er is so beautiful, are you amazed by yourself?"
Yun Nianjin stood opposite Leng Lingyun and asked with a smile.
"Well, even if you barely drew a little bit of this girl's posture, I reluctantly accepted it."
Leng Lingyun was about to stretch out his hand as he spoke, but Yun Nianjin took the first step to hold her hand, pulled her hand to the position of his heart, and then in Leng Lingyun's surprised gaze, he said with a straight face, "Yun'er, do you see the brilliant clouds in the painting?"
Leng Lingyun nodded a little uncertainly.
Yun Nianjin took a deep breath, as if he had mustered up his courage, before he spoke again, "Yun'er, I don't swear by Mo Chongjin here today, and in the future, I will be willing to be like that cloud, always guarding your side, and only being your own Yun Nianjin, okay" The look on Yun Nianjin's face seemed to reveal a hint of redness, and Leng Lingyun could clearly feel that the hand he was placed on his chest, and the obvious acceleration of the frequency under his palm made her heart beat wildly involuntarily.
Leng Lingyun realized for a moment that he was expressing his mind through this painting, and whispered a little shyly, "The two of us have already married in Ziyu Villa, and we have carved the Sansheng stone, and now we are talking about these fleshy words."
"Yun'er, when you were in Ziyu Villa, I knew that although you had some affection for me in your heart at that time, a large part of the reason why you were able to agree to get married at that time was because of the pressure that everyone in Ziyu Villa gave you.
You don't want me to be in front of everyone in the village, I can't get off the stage, and I still have a little bit of dissatisfaction with being forcibly persecuted in my heart, so today I want to ask once in my own capacity, Yun'er, are you willing?"
Yun Nianjin looked at her eyes with burning eyes, eager to hear the truest thoughts in her heart
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