All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Ning Yan was stunned for a while, thinking of what he asked herself before entering the shop, she suddenly realized.

"You mean, let me draw a painting for you?"

Zhou Tingsi pondered for two seconds: "That's right."

"can."

Ning Yan agreed very happily.

He took the clothes from Zhou Tingsi's hand and went to the front desk.

The front desk used a machine to scan the barcode on the clothes tag, then looked at Ning Yan:

"I'm sorry, little girl, we're doing a special clearance sale for the row of clothes hanging over there. Two pieces cost 120 yuan, so we can't buy one alone."

"what?"

Ning Yan did not expect that what the front desk said was true.

She glanced at Zhou Tingsi, "Why don't you pick another one?"

Zhou Ting's eyelashes trembled slightly, "That painting..."

"Just treat it as an extra gift for you." Ning Yan made an OK gesture.

"Okay, I'll pay for the painting."

Ning Yan nodded and did not argue with him.

Zhou Tingsi pursed his lips, turned around and went to the rack to pick out another identical white T-shirt.

Ning Yan looked at her bald head, frowned and struggled for a while but didn't say anything.

After all, he picked it himself, so he can't blame her for not looking pleasing to the eye.

Ning Yan paid the money, Zhou Tingsi carried the clothes bag, and the two came out of the clothing store.

The old man opposite was still dangling on the recliner, Ning Yan went over and knocked on the table, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter? Want to buy a painting?"

The old man asked while shaking his fan.

Ning Yan nodded, pointed to the drawing tools on the table and asked, "Can we draw by ourselves?"

"Okay, but you can't afford less money. It doesn't matter whether it's your painting or mine, whether the painting is good or not, each painting is 50 yuan."

Ning Yan questioned Zhou Tingsi with his eyes, and seeing the other party nodded, he agreed to the stall owner's request.

"The paints are all on the table. If you use paper, there are in the box below."

The old man pointed to the table, then swayed away, shaking his cattail fan and closing his eyes.

Ning Yan felt that the owner of this stall was a bit big-hearted, and he didn't stare at the customers when they came, nor was he afraid that they would take things away.

She first looked at the types of paints on the table, and was about to take out a piece of paper from the box below, but before she could bend down, she was stopped by Zhou Tingsi.

"No drawing paper, use this."

Zhou Tingsi raised the bag of clothes in his hand, with an obvious smile on his lips, and asked warmly: "Is it okay to draw on clothes?"

Ning Yan immediately understood his purpose for buying two pure white T-shirts.

"Yes, yes, but I took a look at the paints on his table, and they are not waterproof. The clothes I paint will be spent as soon as they are washed in water."

Ning Yan vaccinated him.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Tingsi didn't seem to mind at all, took out one of the white t-shirts and spread it on the table, and nodded to her: "It's okay, can I have both?"

He insisted on painting on the clothes, but Ning Yan couldn't refuse. In order to prevent the paint from smudging, he specially put a piece of drawing paper in the clothes.

"Okay, what do you want to draw?"

Zhou Tingsi squinted his eyes, not quite sure how good her painting skills were, so he didn't make a good proposition for a while, "It's okay, it depends on your mood."

Ning Yan nodded.

Picking up one side of the paintbrush and rinsing it in the bucket, he put his fingers against his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly he bent his eyes.

Seeing the girl dipped in paint and writing, Zhou Tingsi stared at her unwaveringly.

She has become different since she picked up the paintbrush, she is more unrestrained than usual, and she inadvertently reveals a little pride in her movements.

Zhou Tingsi's eyes moved over her white wrist, and the tip of his pen fluttered on the pure white fabric. With just a few strokes, he outlined the image of a Q-version little wolf.

Eyelids twitched, Zhou Tingsi subconsciously looked at Ning Yan's face, but only saw the girl's beautiful facial features and focused expression.

That indescribable, uncontrollable feeling of wanting to get closer to touch surged again.

Zhou Tingsi resisted the urge to puncture her blood vessels, and flipped his fingers in his pocket unconsciously, opening and closing the black box with cigarettes.

Thinking of the coughing sound that came when she pushed the door that day, she finally pulled her hand out again, propped herself on the corner of the table a little irritably, and looked away.

Ning Yan originally painted this q-version animal very quickly, but the paint was not convenient to use on the clothes, so it took about 10 minutes to finish the painting.

"Look, do you like this one?"

Ning Yan tapped Zhou Tingsi's arm with a paintbrush. The other party noticed the movement and turned around, and saw the completed Q print on the table at a glance.

That little wolf's tail is surprisingly big, fully twice the size of its own body, but it's fluffy, and it's cute in contrast.

Zhou Tingsi was a little surprised that she did a good job of drawing. He looked at her with lowered eyes, tilted his head to look at her, and then chuckled softly: "Student Ning, are you trying to say that I am a wolf with a big tail?"

Ning Yan was originally drawing for fun, and there was indeed a part to vent his emotions, but he really didn't expect that he would say it directly.

Generally, she denies this kind of behavior three times.

But today, she felt that it was okay to admit it.

After all, everyone knows that he is a wolf with a big tail.

"Oh, did you see that?"

The smile on Ning Yan's face widened, and she moved the painted clothes aside to wait for the paint to dry, then took out another white T from the bag, and spread it on the table.

The paintbrush tapped on the table, starlight twinkled in his crooked eyes, "Here, this one gives you a chance, you choose what you want to paint."

Zhou Tingsi said: "Then draw a rabbit, a rabbit eating carrots."

Ning Yan thought to herself that this person had quite special hobbies.

The hunk has such a cute heart under his appearance, a rabbit is a rabbit, what the hell is he eating carrots.

"Okay, it's the easiest, I'll satisfy you."

Ning Yan picked up the brush again, and had the experience of painting on clothes for the first time, this time she was obviously much more proficient than before.

Five or six minutes passed, and a Q version of the little rabbit suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Because of eating carrots, the two cheeks are bulging, very cute.

Zhou Tingsi stared at the two cheeks of the rabbit for a long time, then his gaze shifted to Ning Yan's face, and the tip of his tongue touched the inner wall of his mouth.

so similar.

"very beautiful."

Zhou Tingsi looked at Ning Yan and was not stingy with his praise.

These words sounded like a compliment to a painting, but also a compliment to a person.

Ning Yan shrank her neck in embarrassment as if she had been scalded by the other party's overly hot eyes.

The paint on the table is quick-drying. When Ning Yan painted the second piece of clothing, the first one had already dried.

The two woke up the stall owner and paid.

Zhou Tingsi carefully folded the first piece of clothing and stuffed it into the bag, as if treating some rare treasure.

After waiting for a few minutes, the second piece was prepared in the same way.

After finishing packing her clothes, she received a video call from An Yi.

In the background of the video, she and Jiang Zhi are sitting in a taxi.

An Yi told her that something happened at home and she had to go home first. Jiang Zhi sent her back and asked her and Zhou Tingsi to have a good time.

Because the other party is playing a WeChat video, even if the hands-free is not turned on, the sound is too loud.

Zhou Tingsi stood aside and heard it clearly.