MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1431 One sub-picture

Chapter 1431 A painting

Noah’s words were too low. The sea breeze was too big. Shen Qianshu did not understand what he said. It was just a word from the wind. Remember, she was slightly moved and looked at Noah. May not remember Noah, the night tomb, Noah, but also left a trace of heavy ink in her vitality.

Remember to remember for a lifetime.

"Noah, what do you say?" Shen Qianshu asked with a smile.

Noah stopped talking, blue sky and blue sky, she wore a simple white dress, a light blue small belt around her waist, gently outlined a fine and even waistline, simply tied a bow, a long hair Free to spread, the beauty is not like a mortal, she is the only world in the world.

Can't hear, it doesn't matter.

I know it will do.

This moment, for me, is the most precious and warmest moment.

On the canvas, after a while, a girl who is looking forward to the jump on the canvas is very beautiful, and the charm is also very good. The girl is as eye-catching as the aerodynamic man, wearing a fairy necklace with a blue sky and sea. People, Noah thought about it, and began to color, paint, Shen Qianshu stood a bit soft, this model is really not very good.

"Noah, have you painted it?"

"almost."

Shen Qianshu looked at his usual paintings, and he was very fast. He didn't stand in the same place for a while. When he walked over to see what he had painted, Noah had already painted Shen Qianshu, and he was drawing something else. Shen Qianshu smiled and turned. Looking at himself, he is looking at himself?

Noah's painting skills are very superb, the look is vivid, more attractive than the photos, Shen Qianshu looked at his portrait, only felt very romantic, could not help but look at Noah.

When she looked at Noah, she never thought about distinguishing it from the night mausoleum. It was like watching the night mausoleum, but now it is a little different. Every time she looks at the night mausoleum, she has eyes. Light, I always feel that I am a little girl. When I look at Noah, I am full of pity and love.

Noah...

It’s a silly boy, a distressing silly child.

Noah painted the man in a short time. The person in the painting is his own, but the eyes are empty, and there is no god. Like a person without eyes, Noah looks at Shen Qianshu.

"You come to paint your eyes."

Shen Qianshu hurriedly waved his hand, but his eyes fell on the painting. Noah stood beside her and hugged her slightly. I don’t know how many times the dream was hovering. There was no mirror and no photos. Noah’s pen was very light and accurate, even tall. No difference, it is particularly moving, his face still has no expression, but it can feel a sense of peace.

"I am afraid that the painting is broken."

It’s really a piece of art.

She did not know that he had such superb skills.

"Not afraid."

This is a multiple-choice question. He deliberately left his eyes, is it the eyes of the night tomb, or the eyes of Noah? Shen Qianshu knows what to do without thinking carefully.

She adjusted her color and looked at Noah's eyes. She always felt that the color palette was difficult to match with his red eyes. She tried to bring out the closest color, a pair of eyes like anime characters.

"Noah, like?" Shen Qianshu tried the color on the spare canvas. It was very close. Noah nodded. It was very close. He didn't care.

Shen Qianshu is really not so high in his ability to control portraits. He is afraid that paintings will be ruined. Such a beautiful painting can be a family treasure, but it can not be painted poorly.

(End of this chapter)