Chu Fang admitted that he had made a bold decision, but seeing Zhong Tingyue's furious expression...

worth!

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, sat down on a small stool, and asked, "How about I draw a portrait of you?"

"No." Upon hearing this, Chu Fang shook his head firmly, "You'll definitely retaliate against me by drawing all over the place."

Am I that kind of person?

"Whether it is or not is not important, I'm not drawing it for you anyway."

“Scribbling is an insult to my profession.”

"I don't care anyway."

“... ..."

Zhong Tingyue hummed softly, turned her head, and continued painting on the canvas, her subject the howling wind outside, lost in her own world; while Chu Fang stretched, washed up quickly, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

When he got excited, he rummaged through the refrigerator and found dumplings he had made a few days ago, with chive and egg filling.

Boil the water, rinse the dumplings three times with cold water, and they will be cooked.

"Handmade dumplings taste better than machine-made ones," Chu Fang said, chewing slowly.

Chu Fang is from Chengdu and has no idea about making dumpling wrappers himself. He originally planned to buy dumpling wrappers, but Zhong Tingyue wanted them to be made by hand.

It must be admitted that northerners have a very high level of expertise in noodle dishes.

Even a 'kitchen idiot' like Zhong Tingyue still managed to make delicious dumpling wrappers.

After breakfast, Zhong Tingyue sat on a small stool and painted on the easel, while Chu Fang lay on the sofa fiddling with his phone.

This is how the two usually live at home: each doing their own thing, not interfering with the other, and occasionally chatting.

Another exhilarating defeat!

Chu Fang lost interest in playing games, put down his phone, looked at Zhong Tingyue, and suddenly became interested, saying, "Um... Ms. Zhong, could you make a portrait of me?"

Zhong Tingyue glanced at her boyfriend sideways: "Didn't someone suspect I was going to play a trick on someone? I'm not drawing!"

Chu Fang sat up: "I trust you one hundred percent."

"fart!"

"Draw one," he said, shaking his girlfriend's arm.

"Beg me."

"Please, Zhong Tingyue."

"Call me 'sister'."

"father!"

“... ..."

Zhong Tingyue's lips twitched.

He suddenly had a son.

She immediately made Chu Fang stand in front of the window and strike what she considered to be her most handsome pose.

Chu Fang raised his hand, covering half of his face with his palm. His expression was serious, and his eyes were filled with melancholy, like a melancholy little prince.

"So tacky!" Zhong Tingyue complained.

"You're too young, you don't understand."

“... ..."

While painting, Zhong Tingyue glanced at her boyfriend, swaying slightly. He couldn't help but say, "Hey, don't move."

"My muscles are sore." At this moment, Chu Fang realized that he had brought this on himself. He had chosen a pose with his arms outstretched, and his arms were suspended in the air, making his muscles ache.

“Not even Lily can compare.” Zhong Tingyue pouted.

Meow~~~

Lily, the tabby cat, squatted on the ground, looking at the drawing board. Her green eyes were clear as water, and her voice was extremely gentle.

"I can't lose to a cat..." These words stirred up Chu Fang's competitive spirit. He forced himself to restrain himself and looked at Zhong Tingyue. Her face was as bright as the moon, radiating a faint glow. Her ears were small and exquisite, with distinct features and a pink color. Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Most striking are her bright eyes, clear and luminous, as if they could see through everything in the world, and as if they had a strong attraction that made people fall into them without realizing it.

At this moment, Chu Fang had only one thought in his mind:

"This woman is so beautiful!"

"Hey, hey, wake up." A clear voice pulled him out of his own world.

He snapped out of his daze and saw Zhong Tingyue's beautiful face, pink ears, and bright eyes. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Ms. Zhong, you are so beautiful."

"That's right!" Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue raised her chin. "Your portrait is finished."

Zhong Tingyue looked at the easel, on which was his portrait. He was standing in front of the window, striking a fashionable pose, with the curtains billowing in the wind behind him, and you could almost hear the howling wind.

"Isn't he handsome?"

"Handsome!" Chu Fang responded, gently scratching his face. "But something's not right. You're not usually the kind of person with 'perfectionist tendencies' when you paint. You always have room for your own interpretation in every painting to make the portrait even more perfect. Why didn't you have any self-expression in today's painting?"

She paused, as if she understood: "Oh, right, it's because I'm too perfect, you didn't have room to express yourself. Never mind then!"

"You wish," Zhong Tingyue pouted. "It's just that you're too ugly; even if you try your best, you can't make up for your innate flaws."

"Zhong Tingyue, you have insulted my character."

"whee... ..."

When she started writing, Zhong Tingyue imagined the most perfect portrait of Chu Fang in her mind, but she suddenly realized that she couldn't imagine any shortcomings in Chu Fang at all. From every angle, her boyfriend was so perfect.

It was so perfect that it exceeded her expectations.

The real Chu Fang is the best.

"Well done, I'll give you a reward." Chu Fang stretched out his arms.

"don't want!"

"You have to take it even if you don't want it."

Chu Fang held Zhong Tingyue in his arms.

After his repeated bold and illegal attempts and touches, Zhong Tingyue has accepted the hugging and cuddling between lovers without resistance, and even often kisses him.

Both parties are moving towards becoming a normal couple.

No, it's moving towards the direction of being a couple.

If they were a couple, they would have already engaged in sexual activity.

Chu Fang kissed Zhong Tingyue on the cheek, but the latter didn't seem to care. A thought flashed through Chu Fang's mind: "Bottoms are meant to be broken!"

Outside, a fierce wind was blowing, accompanied by a light drizzle, while inside, the atmosphere was peaceful and warm.

... ...