The Low Force System Has Always Wanted Me to Dress As a Woman

The green current on the electronic board keeps fluctuating. Speaking of which, she was not so intelligent at the beginning, is it really slowly evolving by herself?Miss Red Queen No. [-], come on.

Reached out and pressed a few times on the electronic board to minimize her activity level, and then Shen Gong Rin pushed the electronic board back. Now she is not the only one in the house, and she can't let Miss No. [-] come here casually Run away to scare others.

"Rin, is there anyone else at home?"

Mashiro faced the wall and questioned Rin Jingu.

"No, it was just an entrance program I made up just now. I live alone, so come in first."

Jingu Rin greeted Zhenshiro and walked in first, until the drink was ready, Zhenshiro still did not come in, thinking that the girl had encountered some trouble, he came out to check the situation, but saw that Zhenbai was still standing blankly in her original appearance At the door, what happened to her?

"Rin didn't prepare slippers for me."

The pure white girl stood at the door, staring blankly at Jingu Rin, obviously still speaking without emotional ups and downs, but this time Jingu Rin read a bit of complaint from it, Jingu Rin who doesn't understand the way of hospitality has no reason I panicked, what's the matter.

"Ah, I'm sorry, because I don't usually come to the house, so I forgot. Are my slippers okay?"

Taking out a spare pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, Jingomiya Rin put the shoes at Mashiro's feet.

"Rin is fine."

The girl changed her shoes slowly: "So it's Rin's first time?"

(Thank you Xianyu for the reward...… Call from Liang, no one has given a reward until Tuesday, I am really a passer-by...)

Chapter 130 Five Paintings

"Don't use such ambiguous words for this kind of thing. It's the first time. You're such a dirty woman. I want to wear my clothes for you."

Automatically immune to Mashiro who is full of coquettish words, Jingu Rin has learned the skills of this hidden girl along the way, she can say such things with a deadpan face, this girl is very difficult to deal with.

"I guess you won't be hungry after eating the bread just now. I heard from my mother that you are here to be a transfer student, a higher-level art department?"

Let Zhenbai sit down obediently on the sofa, Jingong Rin sat opposite and began to understand the situation, should it be said that the mother had already arranged it, and she only told herself yesterday, but she had already done everything in private, so Have you ever thought about the possibility of rejection?

"Well, that's what Auntie said, is Rin there?"

"Unfortunately, we are not together, I am in an ordinary class."

When the school started, Rin Jingong chose it randomly, and he didn't mean to change it.

"I want to be with Rin."

Shinshiro's eyes shone slightly, and her mood changed slightly. It seemed that she really wanted to be in the same class as Jingu Rin.

"I'm in the same school and in the same grade. It's easy to meet each other. But I heard from my family that you came here to draw manga. Why, is enrolling in the art class also the goal?"

Hearing Jingu Rin's words, Mashiro nodded and opened his hand to Jingu Rin.

"Paper, pen."

When it comes to painting, do you have to paint?Well, just let me see your true level, a world-class painter, a future art star.

Jingu Rin returned to the room and was about to pick up the pen, but when she turned around, she found that Mashiro was following behind her. She sat at Jingu Rin's desk as if no one else was there, picked up the pen and began to draw on the white paper.

Rin Jingu yelled a few times but did not respond. She knocked on the table loudly and she only focused on the painting in front of her. Shiina Mashiro was immersed in her own world, concentrating on the painting in front of her, as if in this world, nothing but the painting in her hand After the painting, there is nothing else, even Rin Jingu is by her side.

"There's really no reaction at all."

Jingu Rin kept poking Zhenbai's face with her fingers, and felt the softness of the girl's cheeks with her cold fingertips. Her fingers slid across her forehead, her delicate skin was as flawless as the best white jade, and her eyelashes were covered by Jingu Rin's actions. One by one, Jing Gong Rin's actions did not interrupt her movement, she put all her attention on the painting.

I don't know if she really doesn't feel it in this state. Rin Jingu's eyes shifted to Zhenbai's slender waist. The slim clothes portrayed the girl's figure vividly, like a gourd, so beautiful.

"cold."

"Ah, um!"

Jingu Rin's fingers had slipped onto Mashiro's back unknowingly. He was about to move down and was suddenly awakened by Mashiro. The girl who just met her hands and feet, has the whole person changed after losing her first kiss?

"It's painted."

Mashiro raised the painting in his hand in front of Jingu Rin who was worried, like a child waiting for praise, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and he didn't care about Jingu Rin's abrupt behavior just now, or should I say he didn't care?

Jingu Rin, who gradually calmed down, forced himself to focus on the painting in Zhenbai's hands. Unexpectedly, Jingu Rin couldn't take his eyes away after a quick glance. Pure white paper, black gel pen, the simplest and most basic The utensils outline an impressive painting, which is a master-level work that turns the most complicated colors into the simplest lines.

On the pure white drawing paper, a boy is sleeping soundly lying under the cherry blossom tree. The two simple basic colors of black and white paint everything. Jingu Rin can even feel the flying petals in the painting, a sense of shock coming, The boy in the painting is Rin Jingomiya himself.

"Rin, is it good-looking?" Mashiro stared straight at Jingu Rin, with a pair of otherworldly eyes staring at him, as clean as if not stained by a speck of dust.

Being stared at by such eyes, Jingomiya Rin felt a different feeling in his heart, really thinking, really wanting to dye this girl with his own color.

"It's beautiful, it's really, it's beautiful."

Jingu Rin absolutely admitted that this painting was a masterpiece he had ever seen.If you can use such a simple brush to draw such a rich emotion, it is true that your mother will become an existence of tomorrow's art star.

"Because I've been thinking...that I can't compare to Rin's technique."

What?I've been thinking about something, and it's not as good as what I mean...

"Rin, help me finish this painting."

What, this painting is not finished yet?Shen Gong took over the gel pen in Zhenbai's hand in a daze. This level is only a semi-finished product, so what should be the perfect painting in her mind.

Mashiro stood up and pulled Jingong Rin to sit on the chair. In a dazed state, he held the pen up high, for fear that the handwriting would fall on the paper and destroy the artwork. She asked herself to draw, what to draw?

"Here, it's still missing."

Mashiro pointed to a blank space purposely left on the drawing paper. There was still one person missing in this space.