Spiritual Wife

Chapter 57

A certain woman wanted to say: You forced me to say this, and I didn't do it voluntarily. It's none of my business to seek abuse yourself!

"Then how handsome is he?" Nalan Dragon Lord suddenly approached her with a big face, getting very close to her.

"Also~~ not so handsome." Fang Yiren panicked for a while.

"Not so handsome, how handsome is he?" Dragon Lord Nalan couldn't let go of this question.

If she doesn't answer clearly, he won't give up.

If she had known that he was so difficult to deal with, she should have directly said that Ou Cen was ugly, very ugly.

Then he will definitely suspect that she is lying, and will be even more resolute?
She should answer that she didn't see it clearly, but she didn't have the awareness for the time being.

Fang Yiren thought for a while before saying, "Compared to you, it's far worse. Really, you are the most handsome."

Fang Yiren doesn't want to entangle with him on this issue anymore, besides, what does Ou Cen's handsomeness have to do with her?

She didn't understand, why did he care so much?

"How much worse than me? You can explain clearly." Dragon Lord Nalan continued to ask, he didn't want such a perfunctory answer.

He told us a truth, never tell the truth to a petty and childish man.

Especially if other men are handsome, he will keep asking, asking, until he annoys you to death!

Fang Yiren was thinking in his little head how to describe the gap between them. He would be angry if he said it was too small, but he wouldn't believe it if it was too big.

She even wondered if she thought there was no difference between that Ouzen and him.

"Quickly say" Dragon Lord Nalan pressed further.

Fang Yiren stretched out his right hand, compared his thumb and index finger to a distance of about 5 centimeters, and said timidly, "So many"

"How many?"

Fang Yiren was so frightened that she hurriedly compared a distance of 10 centimeters, "I just made a mistake. The difference is so much, so much."

Isn't his expression too exaggerated?

Is it necessary to be so surprised?

"We're only so close? Fang Yiren, please explain to me clearly."

Dragon Lord Nalan pointed to her finger to compare the distance, obviously dissatisfied with the answer he got, too dissatisfied.

Could it be that he would be satisfied if she said against her will that they were far apart by thousands of miles?
Fang Yiren directly spread his arms, made a big gesture, and said, "You two are so different, okay? You are a divine bird in the sky, and he is just a sparrow on the ground. Are you satisfied?"

"Sacred bird? Sparrow? This description is quite satisfactory." Nalan Dragon Lord was satisfied now, with a proud expression on his face.

I didn't feel that it was shameless to press others like this.

"Naive" Fang Yiren can finally take a break, and no longer have to answer his wave after wave of pressing questions.

Dragon Lord Nalan got the answer he wanted, so he didn't care about childishness or not.

In front of her, he can be naive, shameless, disregard his image, and show his true self without reservation.

When Nalan Dragon Lord and the others returned to the villa, it was already 12 o'clock in the evening. Fang Yiren wanted to sleep as soon as he got in the car. .

"Why?" Fang Yiren opened the door, revealing only a small head, squinting his eyes, wanting to sleep.

"Forgot so soon?"

"Forget what?" Fang Yiren slowly opened her sleepy eyes and asked a little puzzled.

"Didn't you say you want to paint me? I'm ready"

It was only then that Fang Yiren discovered that Nalan Dragon Lord was still wearing formal attire at night, only changed.

There is a sapphire pendant pinned to the placket, which seems to reflect each other with her necklace.

In the middle of the night, the whole person is full of energy and high spirits.

Fang Yiren remembered after being reminded that she promised to draw him a picture in order to coax him, but there is no need to hurry, right?

It's early morning now, can it be tomorrow?

"You are ready, I am not ready yet! Tomorrow, okay?"

If you want to paint, you need to prepare pens, paints, and paper. Although these are ready-made, she always has them ready.

However, she just wants to sleep, not to draw.

She is still in her pajamas. If she is painting, she has to change her clothes again, and she is worried and tired when she thinks about it.

"I've already prepared everything for you, and I'm just waiting for you, the great painter." Dragon Lord Nalan looked at her expectantly, and the look in his expectant eyes was irresistible.

"Really can't tomorrow?" Fang Yiren yawned in a lazy voice.

The answer is definitely "no"

Fang Yiren's eyes were cunning, "I'm dazzled, don't blame me if I make you look ugly," Fang Yiren threatened.

She knew he cared about his image.

Nalan Dragon Lord seemed to have guessed that she would say this, and said evilly, "It's okay, the painting is ugly, then redraw it until I am as handsome as myself."

After he said that, let's see if she dares to make him ugly on purpose. It's better to paint ugly, so that he can get a few more pictures she drew for him.

Anyway, no matter what, he won't suffer.

Fang Yiren knew that he would not let her sleep unless he got the painting, so he pulled himself together, changed his clothes, and came to the studio.

Dragon Lord Nalan was already sitting there waiting for her to come. As soon as she appeared, he smiled softly at her.

Fang Yiren's heart skipped a beat when he saw him, so he quickly sat in front of the easel, pretending to be calm.

"Don't look at me, look out the window," Fang Yiren ordered.

If he keeps looking at her like this and telling her how to paint, she must be shaking when she writes!
Dragon Lord Nalan obediently looked out of the window, posing a super nice pose.

The right hand rests on the chin, the left hand rests casually on the leg, the straight and slender legs are raised noblely, the leather shoes on the feet are bright and shiny, and the eyes look out of the window, deep and charming.

From the side, you can see that his purple-gold pupils are shining brightly, becoming the most special and eye-catching existence in the whole body.

Fang Yiren quickly raised her pen and started to paint, she wanted to remember this scene with her pen.

For some reason, the moment she saw him, sitting there like a noble Greek prince, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

As soon as she writes and inks, she enters a state of no one.

She painted very seriously, and the artist was very good, perfectly outlining the charm and temperament of Nalan Dragon Lord, especially his unique pair of eyes.

When she was drawing, the way he looked at her kept flashing in her mind, and she could draw very accurately without looking.

She was so engrossed in drawing that she didn't notice that Nalan Longzhu was looking at her from the corner of his eyes, and gradually, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, she finished the painting, and the whole process can be called "one go".

She looked at her work with satisfaction. This was her best figure painting, and also the fastest figure painting.

I don't know if Nalan Dragon Lord is too handsome, her handsome facial features are like gods, or her painting skills are too good.

Nalan Dragon Lord on the drawing paper seems to be alive, with a unique temperament, just like a banished immortal.

"I've finished the drawing." Fang Yiren put down the pen in satisfaction.

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