Chapter 1105

"My Lord, I dare say that this mask is the best in Jiangnan. It's made of the top-level materials. The paint here can also guarantee that the mask you painted will not fade even if it lasts for hundreds of years. It's the most suitable thing to make love with." Shopkeeper is a step faster than Xu WANYING, finish the words.

Mu Zhanxiao's brow slightly twisted: "the object of love?"

He asked the shopkeeper, but Yu Guang from the corner of his eye had already looked at Xu WANYING. Xu WANYING's face was almost red and could not say a word. He stood passively, and almost did not dig a hole to bury himself, especially Mu Zhanxiao's casual look.

But the shopkeeper understood: "Sir, you are from other states and counties. This is the inherent tradition of Jiangnan. You can draw on the mask and give it to the other party. On the one hand, you won't be unrecognized in the crowd, on the other hand, it's also a token of affection."

Mu Zhanxiao nodded clearly, and Xu WANYING's hand just pulled Mu Zhanxiao's sleeve, hoping that this person would leave quickly, but due to the occasion, Xu WANYING didn't say anything more.

Mu Zhanxiao didn't look at Xu WANYING this time. He spoke calmly: "just these two."

It's not a full face mask, but a half face one. Mu Zhanxiao picked the most expensive mask in the shop. The shopkeeper opened it with a smile, took it carefully, and then sent it to Mu Zhanxiao's hand. By the way, he handed over all the prepared paint.

Mu Zhanxiao hum voice, very naturally put in the hands of Xu WANYING, and then paid the silver.

The shopkeeper enthusiastically took the two people to one side of the table: "master, miss, you can finish painting here, so as not to be inconvenient outside."

Mu Zhanxiao nodded and didn't say anything. Naturally, she took Xu WANYING and walked towards the small table. Xu WANYING was even more passive. The shopkeeper said that she understood. However, Mu Zhanxiao still insisted on buying it and painting the mask here. This person really didn't understand it. It doesn't matter?

And the shopkeeper didn't stay much. After welcoming them, he went out to greet the guests again.

Mu Zhanxiao cleanly adjusted the paint. Xu WANYING looked at it, but her eyebrows didn't spread out in the whole process: "the shopkeeper said, it's only for lovers, we..."

"What do you like?" Mu Zhanxiao asked directly, ignoring Xu WANYING's words.

Xu WANYING passively replied: "I'm not picky. But -- "

"Since you are not picky, then you draw yours and I draw mine, eh?" Mu Zhanxiao continued.

As the voice falls, Mu Zhanxiao has already picked up the paintbrush and painted on the white mask. Xu WANYING swallows what she says. Mu Zhanxiao doesn't listen at all, and she seems to have no chance to say it. Finally, Xu WANYING sighs silently.

At this time, Mu Zhanxiao suddenly began to explain: "the rules are dead, people are alive, do as the Romans do, do not feel it, how can you feel the different customs of Jiangnan Qixi and Kyoto?"

The explanation is straightforward.

Xu WANYING seems to listen to Mu Zhanxiao's explanation, relieved. But with Mu Zhanxiao's explanation, Xu WANYING seems disappointed. It turns out that it's not because it's a couple's mask, it's just because she wants to experience the local conditions and customs.

Xu WANYING was silent.

She bowed her head, picked up the paint and began to paint seriously, but her mind was not on her mask. Xu WANYING was not good at dialogue painting, so she could only simply paint. After all, not everyone in Jiangnan can paint. Most people just paint a piece of color on the mask.

On the contrary, when Mu Zhanxiao started, he seemed to be more static. In the eye position, he dropped a gorgeous rose, while on the other side, he was a cunning fox, vivid. Even the color is just right, people can't put it down.

The more contrast, the more shabby Xu WANYING is.

Mu Zhanxiao's speed is very fast. After a while, he finished the painting and put the mask aside to dry. Then he looked at Xu WANYING. Xu WANYING's mask was still a few strokes, just a little color. Because Mu Zhanxiao was so cold, she almost destroyed the whole mask with a shake of her hand.

This, Xu WANYING chagrined.

"Can't draw?" Asked Mu Zhanxiao.

"Not really." Xu WANYING answered.

Mu Zhanxiao doesn't think much about it. Xu WANYING's identity is just a girl in Xu's house. It's not strange that she can't draw. So mu Zhanxiao naturally stands up and bends over to wrap Xu's hand. Xu WANYING is scared and doesn't move. She just looks at Mu Zhanxiao and doesn't speak.

"I'll teach you." Every word of Mu Zhanxiao is very clear.

His big hand just wrapped Xu WANYING's small hand, the pen is still in Xu WANYING's hand, but it does not affect Mu Zhanxiao.

"What do you want to draw?" Asked Mu Zhanxiao.

"Eagle." Xu WANYING said it directly.

Mu Zhanxiao looks down and Xu WANYING looks up. This simultaneous action is almost instantaneous. The tips of their noses are so close together that Xu WANYING's face turns red. However, Mu Zhanxiao is calm. Her eyes fall on Xu WANYING's body and she can see a smile in her eyebrows.

"Why draw Eagles? People who can't draw still choose such a complicated one? " Asked Mu Zhanxiao.

"You are like an eagle. You should feel free." Xu WANYING some embarrassed mouth, by the way spit out his tongue, "I just casually said, you don't draw, too much trouble."

But mu Zhanxiao didn't think so. He just held Xu WANYING's hand and began to draw eagles. Xu WANYING's hand was always held. He felt Mu Zhanxiao's temperature in his palm and even sweated slightly. However, Mu Zhanxiao didn't mind and bowed his head to paint seriously.

They were very close, and they were very close.

But looks like the complex eagle, in Mu Zhanxiao's hand easily has been outlined, extremely clear, Xu WANYING's eye has the worship.

"Really." Xu WANYING couldn't help opening her mouth.

Mu Zhanxiao said with a smile, "OK."

Then, the mask was put aside for air drying. Mu Zhanxiao had already taken the former mask and put it on Xu WANYING himself. Xu WANYING, who was wearing the mask, was a little different on peacetime, but she was a little more playful, just like the cunning fox below. People couldn't help laughing.

And after a while, Xu WANYING's mask also dried, Xu WANYING stood up naturally: "I'll get it."

"Good." Mu Zhanxiao didn't refuse.

Soon, Xu WANYING went to the shelf and took the mask painted by Mu Zhanxiao.