Chapter 215

Although his appearance is gentle, she can feel that in fact, his heart is thousands of miles away and hard to approach.

Feeling her gaze, she turned back and slightly lifted the corners of her lips, "why? I'm fascinated?"

Lin Xi gave him a white eye impolitely, "well, yes, you are so perfect that you will fascinate everyone."

"But you are like a relegated fairy, and I am an ordinary little man. You are out of reach for me."

"You can only see from a distance, not profane."

But somehow, after she finished, Xia Yichu's eyes changed.

Lin Xi didn't understand. Did she say something wrong? She seemed unhappy.

Gradually, the painting in his hand was half finished.

Lin Xi couldn't help staring. "This, is this me?" but why did she draw the scene last night with her hair messy and wet.

Xia Yichu also looked at his work carefully, but he frowned with dissatisfaction.

In fact, what came to his mind just now was the scene he saw in the bathroom at that time, but he didn't draw it for the time being in order not to be regarded as playing hooligans.

But this one is not so satisfied.

Touching his chin with one hand, he seemed to think about whether to continue painting.

Shook his head, finally decided not to, picked up the painting, "forget it, I'd better lose it."

But Lin Xixi didn't want to. She hurried over and grabbed the painting. "Why lose such a good painting." and the person in the portrait is still himself. If he is lost, he will feel strange.

Xia Yichu said carelessly, "of course, you can't have imperfect paintings. Take them and throw them away."

Lin Xi slightly tooted his mouth and held the picture tightly in his hand. "Oh, since you want to throw it away, you'd better give it to me. What a pity to throw such a good picture away."

But hearing what she said, Xia Yichu was very angry. "What do you know? Imperfect works should not exist. Give them to me quickly."

But the more he was like this, the more reluctant she was, "I don't want to. You didn't let me throw it away. It belongs to me. You can't control it."

Seeing her staring at him angrily, Xia Yichu sneered, "joke, this is my work. I can do whatever I want. Can you stop it?"

Lin Xixi hid the painting behind his back, "cut, I haven't said you violated my portrait right!"

"Dare you say that the person in this painting is not me?"

"So, you draw me without my consent, and I accept the painting without your consent, so it's offset."

"Hum, how can people like you who don't understand painting understand it!"

He turned and looked at the white paper on the drawing board in front of him, and picked up his pen again.

Seeing that he only focused on painting, he took out the picture behind him with confidence.

It's a default, leaving the painting to her?

In fact, she knows something in her heart.

Why does he want everything to be perfect? In fact, his heart is lonely and proud, so he must show his most perfect side in front of others.

Seeing that he had been frowning and didn't speak, she didn't dare to disturb him. She just sat quietly with paint.

A few hours later, his masterpiece was finally finished.

It was the scene in the bathroom yesterday.

"President, President, this?" this is her painting again, and it's still like this!

She seemed to finally understand why he was very dissatisfied with the picture just now.

Indeed, the perfect work can be seen at a glance. It is completely incomparable. This work is simply too beautiful.

Even a wrinkle in her clothes and her subtle expression are very clear.

It's a work with a soul.

When she was staring blankly, Xia Yichu's voice suddenly sounded in her ear, "don't get me wrong. I just think you are a fairly good model I see at present!"

"Otherwise, it's too boring to draw tables, chairs or the white walls of the hospital."

Lin Xi suddenly stared at Lao yuan with big eyes. "I know, president. Of course I didn't misunderstand."

"What perfect woman have you never seen!"

It's speechless to say such words so righteously after violating her portrait right.

But on the contrary, it must be because she always appears in his mind, so she can draw so clearly.

"But President, you have a good memory. After so long, you still remember and draw so clearly."

"Cough, of course you don't understand. Painters have a good memory. Sometimes they need to use their brains to write down the beautiful scenery."

"So it's not strange," he could say. Her figure was always in his mind.

"Men's favor is 20."

Lin Xi pretended to believe it and nodded, "Oh, so it is." in fact, she was secretly laughing.

Seeing that he finally accepted the pen, he quickly put down the paint in his hand, shook his hand and exhaled.

My arms are killing me.

But as soon as she was more comfortable, she suddenly heard Xia Yichu's roaring voice, "Lin Xixi, look what you've done!"

Looking back, he opened his mouth in surprise.

He quickly stood up and shouted in his heart. It's over. He's dead.

His clothes were covered with various colors of paint.

blamed! It must have been on her hand just now. She threw her hand on his white shirt.

Trembling, he said, "president, I, I'll wash it for you."

"Wash it? You know how expensive this shirt is. It can't be washed." Xia Yichu took a deep breath and really convinced the stupid woman.

I can't wash it. What should I do now.

Seeing her at a loss, Xia Yichu pretended to be angry and said, "I'm afraid you can't wear this dress for decades. Think about what to do!"

Now Lin Xi was even more worried. It wasn't enough to do. She looked up carefully and said, "general manager, President, it's not urgent for you to want a dress. I can pay back the money slowly. Can I pay it by installments?" this was her only way.

But Xia Yichu didn't think about it. He refused without considering it. "No."

After thinking about it, he said, "why don't you do this? You'll be responsible for cooking for me in the future, so that you can offset the money that destroyed the shirt."

"Well, President, how long is the deadline?" it's impossible to cook for a lifetime.

"I, I have to work."