The hair is neither long nor short.
There are strands of glistening liquid on the ends of her hair, like drops of water that won't fall off.
Her face was not made up, but her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her cheeks had a healthy blush.
The most eye-catching thing is the eyes.
As pure as if it can illuminate a person's heart.
Song Beibei couldn't help but murmur, "Am I really that good-looking?"
Xu Jinan nodded heavily: "You are very beautiful."
Song Beibei suddenly looked up at him, and their eyes met.
Xu Jinan felt relieved.
The next moment, Song Beibei said happily, "It seems that I have underestimated my appearance."
Xu Jinan: “…”
What on earth am I looking forward to and being nervous about?!
Song Beibei said with eight parts sincerity and two parts flattery: "Your painting skills are amazing, it's simply superb, turning decay into magic. You are the best painter I have ever seen."
“Not only is it good, it’s fast too.”
Xu Jinan grew up surrounded by praise, so logically he should have been immune to such perfunctory compliments. But for some reason, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably: "If you like it, I'll draw it for you later."
Song Beibei's eyes lit up, and she pretended to be reserved and said, "How embarrassing!"
The smile in Xu Jinan's eyes deepened.
Instead of exposing her, he considerately made an excuse for her: "It's nothing, I can practice my hands so they don't get rusty."
Song Beibei: "...Okay then."
at last.
She didn't take the painting with her.
Because it takes several hours for the ink to dry completely, we agreed to pick it up after work tomorrow afternoon and go to the mountains to look for gardenias together.
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