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Chapter 385

Words:2094Update:22/07/01 03:20:22

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"What does Miss want to say?" Li Muyang lowered his head to grind the ink and asked softly.

Cui Xiaoxin stared at Li Muyang for a while, before she asked aloud, "What should I call you?"

"Miss can call me whatever you want." Li Muyang said aloud. After thinking for a moment, he added, "It's nothing more than a title."

A smile emerged on Cui Xiaoxin's mouth. "For example, the painting in your hand, it can be called 'Winter plum blossoms bloom proudly in snow', or 'Winter plum blossoms bloom proudly in snow', is that right?"

Li Muyang looked up at Cui Xiaoxin, looking into her limpid eyes, and then was instantly immersed in that sweet smile that could melt a person's heart.

"If Miss Xiaoxin likes it, you can also rename it 'Winter plum blossoms bloom proudly in snow'."

Cui Xiaoxin sighed softly. "It doesn't matter if I like it or not, it's good that you like it. You are the owner of this painting. Since you named it 'Winter plum blossoms bloom proudly in snow', there must be a deeper meaning. "

Li Muyang looked at Cui Xiaoxin's pretty face, his mood extremely complex.

These words could not be more obvious.

Cui Xiaoxin really knew everything, she really had guessed his identity.

"I — —" Li Muyang wanted to say something but hesitated.

What did he want to say, even if he had thousands of words to say, he did not know where to start.

Cui Xiaoxin glanced at Ning Xinhai who was sitting cross-legged on a boulder pretending to sleep. She knew that with his cultivation level, the whispers between the two of them could be heard by him.

"Let's paint." Cui Xiaoxin saw Li Muyang's dilemma, and said softly.

Li Muyang's mood was slightly relaxed, but there was also a faint disappointment. "The ink is ready."

Cui Xiaoxin shifted her gaze to the old plum tree and began to sketch on the drawing board.

"If you find anything wrong with my drawing, remind me in time," said Cui Xiaoxin in a low voice. "Just like I did to you before."

"Alright." Li Muyang nodded and said. Thinking of the old days in Jiangnan, an ambiguous feeling flowed through his body. His tongue and teeth were salivating, and even the saliva he swallowed became sweet.

Cui Xiaoxin had a good foundation in painting. It could be seen that she had worked hard on the way of painting.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they could be considered as one in ten thousand. But in Li Muyang's eyes, or rather, in the eyes of the black dragon, there were many areas that needed improvement.

Li Muyang pointed at a block of ink and said, "You can use a lighter ink here and leave more white areas. Only a corner of the mountain rock will be exposed. This will make the mountain rock look more ferocious and the snowy scene even more obvious."

Cui Xiaoxin pondered with rapt attention and a happy expression appeared on her face. "That's right."

She said with some regret, "Now that you've said it, I can't continue painting this painting. I just think the painting method you proposed is better. Is there any way to remedy it? "

Li Muyang thought for a moment and reached out his hand to Cui Xiaoxin.

Cui Xiaoxin was stunned for a moment and then extended her hand.

Li Muyang grasped Cui Xiaoxin's hand, then lifted the brush and began to draw on the large rock.

Cui Xiaoxin's little hand was white and smooth. It was soft in his hand as if it had no bones.

At first, the back of his hand was slightly cold, but as soon as Li Muyang's large hand wrapped around it, the temperature quickly rose. It became hot and there were even fine beads of sweat secreting.

Li Muyang didn't dare to look at Cui Xiaoxin's eyes, and Cui Xiaoxin didn't dare to look at Li Muyang's eyes either.

Li Muyang could hear his own heartbeat and could feel Cui Xiaoxin's heart beating fiercely.

He just wanted a green leaf, but he didn't expect to get the whole forest. He just wanted Cui Xiaoxin to hand the brush to him, but he didn't expect that Cui Xiaoxin would also hand over her little hand …

Li Muyang couldn't refuse it. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the girl and an insult to her appearance.

Cui Xiaoxin was also very nervous. When she saw Li Muyang reach out his hand, she handed it over.

It was only when Li Muyang held her hand that she reacted. She thought that maybe he just wanted the brush in her hand …

If she withdrew her hand at this time, it would be even more awkward. However, wouldn't it be equally awkward if her hand was held by someone else?

Fortunately, Li Muyang was only focused on painting. He put all his attention on 'saving' the situation, as if he didn't realize that he was holding a woman's little hand but a lifeless brush.

Li Muyang's disguise made Cui Xiaoxin feel a little more relaxed. However, her heart was beating fiercely, as if she was holding a little rabbit in her arms.

Li Muyang held Cui Xiaoxin's hand and sketched a strong and fierce snow eagle on the big stone that was painted with heavy ink.

Li Muyang drew extremely carefully, stroke by stroke, as if he wanted to comb out every strand of hair on the snow eagle.

When Li Muyang gently touched the eye of the snow eagle with the tip of the brush, the snow eagle flapped its wings and flew away into the sky.

"Ao — —" The snow eagle screeched loudly.

Cui Xiaoxin's face was filled with astonishment as he stared at the snow eagle circling above his head, unwilling to leave.

Swoosh!

Ning Xinhai suddenly opened his eyes, a golden ball of light appearing in the middle of his palm. If the snow eagle dared to make the slightest move, he would smash it to pieces with one punch.

"Miss — —" Ning Xinhai jumped down from the big stone, staring warily at the snow eagle overhead.

"There's an eagle — —" Cui Xiaoxin pointed to the snow eagle overhead. "There's a snow eagle flying over."

"I'll send it away." Ning Xinhai was about to throw a punch.

"Wait." Cui Xiaoxin stopped him. "I don't want to see blood, it will disturb my mood of painting."

Ning Xinhai understood, loosened his fist, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground into a snowball, and threw it at the snow eagle in the sky.

Pa!

The snowball hit the eagle's abdomen, and the snow eagle screamed in pain as it flew away into the distance.

"Miss, where did the eagle come from?" Ning Xinhai asked aloud.

Cui Xiaoxin pointed to the distant ridge. "It flew from there, senior brother Li Mu and I were busy painting, we didn't notice — —"

"Really?" Ning Xinhai asked aloud.

"That's right." Cui Xiaoxin said in a firm voice.

Ning Xinhai's eyes shifted to Li Muyang's face. Li Muyang had a blank look on his face as he said, "I didn't see where the eagle came from, I was painting with my head down — —"

Ning Xinhai looked down at the unfinished 'Plum Blossom King' again. It was quiet and there was nothing unusual.

"Miss, pay attention to your safety, if you feel something is wrong, warn me." Ning Xinhai said aloud.

"Thank you, Uncle Ning. You go rest, it'll be fine. "Cui Xiaoxin smiled sweetly. "When I finish this painting, we'll go back."

Ning Xinhai nodded and walked towards the big stone again.

Taohong and Liulu also ran over from a distance, the two maids had a panicked look on their faces.

Taohong asked, "Miss, what was that sound just now? It sounded so scary — — "

"I saw a big bird in the sky, how could there be a big bird here?"

Cui Xiaoxin comforted, "It's okay. A snow eagle strayed into this place and has been driven away by Uncle Ning. "

Taohong was frightened, "Miss, let's go back? Did you forget, the last time we were in Thousand Buddha Temple, there was also a bird that rushed over and wanted to hurt Miss — — "

"Don't worry. There is Uncle Ning to protect us, nothing will happen. "Cui Xiaoxin had to push Ning Xinhai, the great god, out.

The two maids knew that Miss was soft on the outside but hard on the inside, and that ordinary people could not change her mind. They had to retreat to the side and wait, but did not dare to go far again.

Cui Xiaoxin glanced at Li Muyang, her cherry lips slightly tilted up, making a 'why is it like this' mouth shape.

Li Muyang also broke out in a cold sweat, replying with the same mouth shape: "Too nervous."

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