Luo Yan tinkered with the charcoal, and Jingyu was puzzled by the side.
what are you up to?
When painting, I promised someone to make a painting for her today. The other party has a noble status and it is hard to push and procrastinate if he agrees.
Luo Yan pulled out his sword, scraped the charcoal into the bowl, and explained to Jingyu on the side.
Jingyu's eyes blinked slightly, and the confusion in her eyes became even stronger. Although she could not cook, wash clothes, and needlework, she was involved in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was not weak. She knew very well what the materials and tools needed for painting were, and these obviously had nothing to do with charcoal.
Before Jingyu could ask a question, Luo Yan continued to say: This is the painting method I invented, you will know later.
All of them have freed Zhang Zai's four sentences of Hengqu, so how could he care about freed foreigners' sketches?
No matter who invented it, it is his now.
How can an artist be called free? This is called promoting art.
As for sketching.
This was naturally learned to pursue girls.
Who made the female students in the Art Academy so good at dressing up, and they understand everything, and they don’t have the chance to understand if they don’t.
Is this your sword?!
Jingyu's attention was quickly attracted by the long sword in Luo Yan's hand. A hint of confusion flashed through her cold eyes, because the strange single-final shape made her very puzzled. She didn't understand why Luo Yan made the sword like this, which was inappropriate. The sword did not look like a sword, and the knife did not look like a knife, but from the color, the material should be good.
I just went to get it today, let's see how it is.
Luo Yan looked at the charcoal he had collected and handed the sword to Jingyu casually, chuckling, and wanted to hear Jingyu's comments.
Jingyu reached out to hold the sword, waved it gently twice, felt it, then looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes and said softly: Not bad, but... you are a little too casual.
Speaking of this, the cold and beautiful eyes tingled Luo Yan.
Obviously, he was speechless about Luo Yan's sword making this way.
You don't understand that this type of sword has the greatest lethality, and its power will not diminish whether it is right or right away.
Luo Yan said as he picked up the bowl containing charcoal and threw the scabbard to Jingyu, asking Jingyu to help him lift the sword. At the same time, he grabbed a wooden board and walked into the house.
The strength of a sword depends on the person who uses it, not on the sword itself!
Jingyu put Luo Yan's sword into the scabbard, followed Luo Yan slowly, and corrected softly.
I can’t talk about science with you immortals.
Luo Yan complained in his heart that Gai Nie could use a wooden sword to chop people. He thought that Jingyu would probably be fine, so it was impossible to talk about science to them. Moreover, the world itself does not talk about science. His worldview has been recast since the moment of traveling through time, and the only normal view is the view of mate selection.
That's right.
Luo Yan was very clever and did not debate this issue with Jingyu.
After all, Jingyu can bully him even if he takes a small branch. No matter how fierce the mouth is, he can use some things. Some things must be kept in the future and then slowly settled them when he grows up.
A good man should endure humiliation.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan obediently and nodded slightly. Her cold eyes were slightly brighter, and she followed her side with her step by step.
Soon the two entered the room one by one, and Xiao Yan'er was still sleeping.
Children who are just born for a month are eating and sleeping, because their bodies are growing rapidly and need a lot of sleep to reduce their body consumption.
Do a favor and use inner breath to condense the charcoal into such a thin and long appearance.
Luo Yan put down the bowl full of charcoal, then looked up at Jingyu with his face and gestured with both hands.
Due to the angle problem, you can only see a pair of cool and beautiful eyes.
The mountain is too big to cover your sight.
As for why he didn't take action by himself, it was mainly because his interest rate has been in a surge in recent days and he has not been able to control it perfectly.
Especially this delicate job makes Jingyu better.
Jingyu nodded slightly, knelt down beside Luo Yan, gently stroked her long sleeves, stretched out her slender jade fingers, moved her fingertips, and breathing surged out. The invisible force directly sucked up the charcoal in the bowl, condensed into carbon rods needed by Luo Yan in the air, neatly displayed together.
What is understated is to complete what Luo Yan needs.
After Jingyu finished all this, Meimu looked at Luo Yan, as if asking if this was the case.
A world with martial arts is abnormal.
Luo Yan sighed in his heart and gave Jingyu a thumbs up.
My wife is so awesome.
Jingyu gently retracted his palm, and the carbon rod fell down gently. He seemed to have thought of something, and said softly: This method is very suitable for you to hone your inner breath and help you control the surge.
learn.
Luo Yan knew what Jingyu meant, nodded, then changed the topic and said: It's still early anyway, don't you want to know how I paint?I'll draw you one. In this world, you are the first woman to be painted by me~
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes.
Luo Yan looked at Jingyu sincerely. He felt that his love words were fine, and he was calm and unrestrained.
I just don’t know whether Jingyu can understand it or not.
Look at each other for a while.
Jingyu nodded slightly and looked at Luo Yan with an expressionless face.
I don't know how to laugh~
Compared to Mrs. Mingzhu, Jingyu is a bit cold and unrestrained, as if she is even a luxury to smile.
But this does not hinder her beauty.
Luo Yan held the carbon rod with his fingers and sharpened one end with his sword. Then he skillfully drew on the wooden board, and occasionally enjoyed the static beauty of Jingyu.
Although I watch it every day, some women are not tired of it.
Luo Yan painted seriously, and Jing Yu sat quietly.
About one stick of incense has passed.
Luo Yan finally modified a few strokes, nodded with satisfaction, then turned the wooden board in his hand, smiled at Jingyu, and said: There is no good material, just use the wooden board to just turn it. How about it, didn’t you draw ugly?
Sitting quietly for a stick of incense is nothing to Jingyu.
After all, she has been sitting quietly at home these days, and she almost doesn't like to move except taking care of Xiao Yan'er and necessary food.
Because her former killer career never stopped for a moment, she now prefers and enjoys this quiet life.
Hear Luo Yan's words.
Jingyu looked over with cold eyes, and when he saw the wooden board in Luo Yan's hand, his expression was slightly stunned.
The simple charcoal rod uses interlaced shallow and thick lines to perfectly outline her appearance and temperament, full of three-dimensionality, and is presented on the wooden board like a reflection in water, with cold and quiet eyes. The only difference is that a light smile hangs on the corner of her mouth, which makes her in the painting more bright.
He actually knows how to draw?!
How about it, it's not bad.
Luo Yan handed the wooden board in his hand to Jingyu and said confidently.
I didn't laugh just now.
Jingyu grabbed the wooden board and looked at herself in the painting, then raised her cold eyes to Luo Yan and said softly.
That's what you look like in my heart.
Luo Yan teased with a smile.
Jingyu was silent for a while and said softly: It’s time for you to practice.
The moment he heard this, Luo Yan's smile became stiff and his butt hurt even more.
what are you up to?
When painting, I promised someone to make a painting for her today. The other party has a noble status and it is hard to push and procrastinate if he agrees.
Luo Yan pulled out his sword, scraped the charcoal into the bowl, and explained to Jingyu on the side.
Jingyu's eyes blinked slightly, and the confusion in her eyes became even stronger. Although she could not cook, wash clothes, and needlework, she was involved in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was not weak. She knew very well what the materials and tools needed for painting were, and these obviously had nothing to do with charcoal.
Before Jingyu could ask a question, Luo Yan continued to say: This is the painting method I invented, you will know later.
All of them have freed Zhang Zai's four sentences of Hengqu, so how could he care about freed foreigners' sketches?
No matter who invented it, it is his now.
How can an artist be called free? This is called promoting art.
As for sketching.
This was naturally learned to pursue girls.
Who made the female students in the Art Academy so good at dressing up, and they understand everything, and they don’t have the chance to understand if they don’t.
Is this your sword?!
Jingyu's attention was quickly attracted by the long sword in Luo Yan's hand. A hint of confusion flashed through her cold eyes, because the strange single-final shape made her very puzzled. She didn't understand why Luo Yan made the sword like this, which was inappropriate. The sword did not look like a sword, and the knife did not look like a knife, but from the color, the material should be good.
I just went to get it today, let's see how it is.
Luo Yan looked at the charcoal he had collected and handed the sword to Jingyu casually, chuckling, and wanted to hear Jingyu's comments.
Jingyu reached out to hold the sword, waved it gently twice, felt it, then looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes and said softly: Not bad, but... you are a little too casual.
Speaking of this, the cold and beautiful eyes tingled Luo Yan.
Obviously, he was speechless about Luo Yan's sword making this way.
You don't understand that this type of sword has the greatest lethality, and its power will not diminish whether it is right or right away.
Luo Yan said as he picked up the bowl containing charcoal and threw the scabbard to Jingyu, asking Jingyu to help him lift the sword. At the same time, he grabbed a wooden board and walked into the house.
The strength of a sword depends on the person who uses it, not on the sword itself!
Jingyu put Luo Yan's sword into the scabbard, followed Luo Yan slowly, and corrected softly.
I can’t talk about science with you immortals.
Luo Yan complained in his heart that Gai Nie could use a wooden sword to chop people. He thought that Jingyu would probably be fine, so it was impossible to talk about science to them. Moreover, the world itself does not talk about science. His worldview has been recast since the moment of traveling through time, and the only normal view is the view of mate selection.
That's right.
Luo Yan was very clever and did not debate this issue with Jingyu.
After all, Jingyu can bully him even if he takes a small branch. No matter how fierce the mouth is, he can use some things. Some things must be kept in the future and then slowly settled them when he grows up.
A good man should endure humiliation.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan obediently and nodded slightly. Her cold eyes were slightly brighter, and she followed her side with her step by step.
Soon the two entered the room one by one, and Xiao Yan'er was still sleeping.
Children who are just born for a month are eating and sleeping, because their bodies are growing rapidly and need a lot of sleep to reduce their body consumption.
Do a favor and use inner breath to condense the charcoal into such a thin and long appearance.
Luo Yan put down the bowl full of charcoal, then looked up at Jingyu with his face and gestured with both hands.
Due to the angle problem, you can only see a pair of cool and beautiful eyes.
The mountain is too big to cover your sight.
As for why he didn't take action by himself, it was mainly because his interest rate has been in a surge in recent days and he has not been able to control it perfectly.
Especially this delicate job makes Jingyu better.
Jingyu nodded slightly, knelt down beside Luo Yan, gently stroked her long sleeves, stretched out her slender jade fingers, moved her fingertips, and breathing surged out. The invisible force directly sucked up the charcoal in the bowl, condensed into carbon rods needed by Luo Yan in the air, neatly displayed together.
What is understated is to complete what Luo Yan needs.
After Jingyu finished all this, Meimu looked at Luo Yan, as if asking if this was the case.
A world with martial arts is abnormal.
Luo Yan sighed in his heart and gave Jingyu a thumbs up.
My wife is so awesome.
Jingyu gently retracted his palm, and the carbon rod fell down gently. He seemed to have thought of something, and said softly: This method is very suitable for you to hone your inner breath and help you control the surge.
learn.
Luo Yan knew what Jingyu meant, nodded, then changed the topic and said: It's still early anyway, don't you want to know how I paint?I'll draw you one. In this world, you are the first woman to be painted by me~
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes.
Luo Yan looked at Jingyu sincerely. He felt that his love words were fine, and he was calm and unrestrained.
I just don’t know whether Jingyu can understand it or not.
Look at each other for a while.
Jingyu nodded slightly and looked at Luo Yan with an expressionless face.
I don't know how to laugh~
Compared to Mrs. Mingzhu, Jingyu is a bit cold and unrestrained, as if she is even a luxury to smile.
But this does not hinder her beauty.
Luo Yan held the carbon rod with his fingers and sharpened one end with his sword. Then he skillfully drew on the wooden board, and occasionally enjoyed the static beauty of Jingyu.
Although I watch it every day, some women are not tired of it.
Luo Yan painted seriously, and Jing Yu sat quietly.
About one stick of incense has passed.
Luo Yan finally modified a few strokes, nodded with satisfaction, then turned the wooden board in his hand, smiled at Jingyu, and said: There is no good material, just use the wooden board to just turn it. How about it, didn’t you draw ugly?
Sitting quietly for a stick of incense is nothing to Jingyu.
After all, she has been sitting quietly at home these days, and she almost doesn't like to move except taking care of Xiao Yan'er and necessary food.
Because her former killer career never stopped for a moment, she now prefers and enjoys this quiet life.
Hear Luo Yan's words.
Jingyu looked over with cold eyes, and when he saw the wooden board in Luo Yan's hand, his expression was slightly stunned.
The simple charcoal rod uses interlaced shallow and thick lines to perfectly outline her appearance and temperament, full of three-dimensionality, and is presented on the wooden board like a reflection in water, with cold and quiet eyes. The only difference is that a light smile hangs on the corner of her mouth, which makes her in the painting more bright.
He actually knows how to draw?!
How about it, it's not bad.
Luo Yan handed the wooden board in his hand to Jingyu and said confidently.
I didn't laugh just now.
Jingyu grabbed the wooden board and looked at herself in the painting, then raised her cold eyes to Luo Yan and said softly.
That's what you look like in my heart.
Luo Yan teased with a smile.
Jingyu was silent for a while and said softly: It’s time for you to practice.
The moment he heard this, Luo Yan's smile became stiff and his butt hurt even more.
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