Chapter 440: The Deep-minded Female Sea King vs. the Robot Junior 35
"Senior, I'm sorry."
He moved his fingertips slightly and nimbly untied the bow tie on Quan Jiu's collar.
Quan Jiu blinked: "What are you doing?"
She didn't believe he would suddenly act like a hooligan.
Xiao Tuo explained seriously, "The composition and lighting are perfect, but I always feel like something is missing."
As he spoke, his fingertips did not stop moving, unbuttoning the first button of the burgundy shirt, revealing the woman's fair collarbone.
After unbuttoning his shirt, he tied the bow again, but this time, the bow was tied casually, positioned lower, half loose and half hanging in front of his chest.
Quan Jiu felt like a Barbie doll, being carefully dressed up and sculpted by Xiao Tuo.
The man continued to reach out and took the red ribbon from the paint box.
Quan Jiu: "What is this for?"
"I'll tie your hair for you."
Although it looks good with her hair down, it doesn't suit her white-collar outfit.
The ribbon became a temporary rubber band. He gathered Quan Jiu's long hair and gently tied a bow with the ribbon, but did not tie it tightly. A few playful curls were scattered between her ears and hung down freely, just kissing the woman's concave collarbone.
He deliberately ruffled Quan Jiu's long curly hair, and the floating hair swayed in the moonlight, adding a touch of messy and lazy beauty.
“That’s the right feeling.”
The young man stood in front of her, bent down slightly, put his arms around her head, and tidied up her hair. When he spoke, the air he breathed in and out brushed against Quan Jiu's ears.
Quan Jiu's ears twitched slightly and her eyelashes blinked. She looked at the classroom wall opposite. On the originally snow-white wall, there were two entangled shadows.
The woman sat motionless on the chair, while the tall man bent over, and their two shadows touched, making it look like they were kissing happily in the moonlight.
Xiao Tuo did not overstep the boundaries. After tidying up Quan Jiu's clothes, he returned to his seat and continued his unfinished painting. Apart from drinking water more frequently, there was nothing unusual about him.
When a painting is finished, a bottle of cold water is also empty.
Quan Jiu maintained the same posture for nearly three hours. After Xiao Tuo said "that's enough", she sighed, stood up and stretched her muscles.
"show me."
Only young people can do such a thing as staying up late at night and not going out to the club to come to the studio to paint.
Xiao Tuo gave her a seat so that she could see the pattern on the drawing paper clearly in the moonlight.
Even though Quan Jiu already knew about his talent, he couldn't help but marvel at it:
"You glamorize me too much."
Xiao Tuo lowered his eyes.
He just drew what he saw.
He reached out and took the drawing paper, folded it one by one, and held it in his hand.
"It's time to go back."
Quan Jiu looked at the dozen or so candles that had burned out on the ground and asked curiously:
"Don't I have to pay for using someone else's candle?"
Xiao Tuo: "No, talking about money is too vulgar. According to the tradition of the studio, those who use candles only need to give the candle owner a painting."
Most of the candles in the studio are labeled with their owners' names. At dawn the next day, the candle owners will find a floor full of candles and a brand new painting from a stranger.
This painting could be a beautiful oil painting that took more than ten hours to create, or it could be a simple Q-version cartoon of Peppa Pig.
No matter what kind of painting it is, it is your generous candlelight that ignites the spark of inspiration of others in the dark night.
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