Verdant Paint Bucket Essence

Little Paint Bucket Jing sat nervously on the sofa holding the clothes Xin Yuan had just bought for herself.The sofa was soft, and the little paint bucket man felt that he was about to sink in. He quickly lifted his butt to prevent it from being sucked in by the sand bushes, and he still held his clothes tightly in his hands without letting go.

Xin Yuan came out from the study with a tablet, looked at You Qitong who was obediently sitting in a daze in the living room, couldn't help but stepped forward and took out the bag from his arms, such an obedient child, why would he want to run away from home? .

"You're done." The little paint bucket sat down a little bored, and didn't dare to look around. Seeing Xin Yuan coming out of the room, he smiled happily.

"Well, go and change your clothes." The emerald green You Qitong stood out in his black, white and gray room, and he didn't want to take a second look.

"Oh, okay." Little Paint Bucket nodded, and ran into the bathroom with the clothes in his arms.

If you put on new clothes, will the original shape change color along with it?Small paint buckets are carefully thought of.

He quickly changed into a T-shirt with a panda printed on it, and it turned into a paint bucket with a bang.

Because the small paint bucket was run over by the driver, it looked short and flat in the mirror, and the iron skin was wrinkled, as if it had a beer belly in circles. Fortunately, there was no beer belly when it was in human form. The small paint bucket thought carefully .

The little paint bucket jumped a few times on the sink, turning around with a grunt. Sure enough, the outside of the paint bucket changed after changing clothes. Now there was a red panda on the outside of the paint bucket.

Although it is a wrinkled little panda, it is still very cute, and the little paint bucket jumped around happily on the spot again.

Xin Yuan, who was outside, felt very strange when he heard the sound of pinging, bang, bang, bang, bang, etc. coming from the bathroom. What kind of sound is this?Is You Qitong hitting the toilet lid with the shower?

"You Qitong, have you finished changing your clothes?" Xin Yuan couldn't help asking.

The small paint bucket, startled by Xin Yuan's sudden sound, rolled to the ground, and the sound of the objects falling to the ground made Xin Yuan, who was standing outside the door, tremble. It could be that his black bandage fell to the ground!

Xin Yuan hurriedly opened the door, only to see You Qitong clutching his butt, probably hurt from the fall, and his eyes were still slightly red.

"It's okay, it's okay, I accidentally fell down." The little paint bucket gave Xin Yuan a consoling smile, got up while leaning on the wall and rubbed his buttocks, it hurt so much, it felt like a piece was sunken in.

Xin Yuan limped out of the bathroom with You Qitong's support, took a moment to glance at the skin care products on his shelf, it was safe, as long as there was nothing wrong.

The little paint bucket sitting on the sand is still thinking about his little butt. He always feels that when it fell just now, it seemed to be dented, and his hands moved back from time to time. He couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter, did you fall hard?"

The little paint bucket bit his lip, lying on the sofa in a bad mood, and pouted his little butt to Xin Yuan: "Can you help me take a look, I think my butt is sunken."

The stylus in Xin Yuan's hand fell to the ground without holding it steady, and Xin Yuan didn't get up to pick it up after rolling a few times. This, this, this, is You Qitong trying to seduce himself?

Xin Yuan looked at the little butt dangling in front of him, wearing newly bought pants, with a panda printed on the back of the butt.It is obviously a pair of loose pants, but because You Qitong's butt is very round, it can still see a little curvature.

Xin Yuan coughed in a very gentlemanly manner. Now that there is no emerald green color to stimulate his spirit, he couldn't help but feel that this You Qitong who is straightforwardly seducing him is extremely cute.

"I don't think there's anything wrong, just sit down." It's not good to develop too fast, Xin Yuan said to himself silently, at least you have to correct You Qitong's aesthetics first, otherwise I'm afraid when you give each other gifts on love anniversaries and wedding anniversaries will be difficult.

It can be said that it is very far away.

You Qitong touched his buttocks, and there was no obvious indentation, so he sat back obediently.

Xin Yuan picked up the stylus and continued to draw on the tablet. The little paint bucket sat beside him obediently, looking at the tablet and then at Xin Yuan.

There is also a sign of a paint bucket on the tablet. The small paint bucket watched Xin Yuan click various signs with a stylus, brush, eraser, and stamp tool, but the paint bucket was not selected.The small paint bucket feels left out, is the paint bucket not easy to use, why not choose the paint bucket.

The little paint bucket spirit sighed a little in his heart, maybe the paint bucket in this software is not easy to use.The incomprehensible Paint Bucket Jing simply stopped looking at the tablet, and turned to look at Xin Yuan who was serious about painting.

Xin Yuan's face looked clean and sharp, like a male model on a poster.When painting, his expression is serious and his eyes are deep.The little paint bucket felt like it was about to be sucked in by his eyes.

After Xin Yuan finished drawing the line draft, he suddenly noticed You Qitong's gaze, and he froze all of a sudden. The stylus in his hand drew and undone, pretending that he was still serious about creating, but he couldn't help but start to pay attention to himself The current look.

Am I a bit of a hunchback?Xin Yuan straightened his waist pretending to be inadvertent.

Is it a little too fierce if I don't smile?Xin Yuan added some color to the line draft under his hand, and pretended to be very satisfied with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Will the way I hold a pen fail to make my fingers appear slender?Xin Yuan turned the stylus in his hand and adjusted the posture of holding the pen, but it was uncomfortable to hold the pen in this way.

Xin Yuan is struggling with the burden of his idol, while the little paint bucket has already lowered his head and started to study the panda on his clothes. Pandas are cute, but there are only two colors, black and white. If there are red and green The panda is just fine, it must look good!

Xin Yuan, who was sure that his posture was perfect, naturally turned his head to see You Qitong's reaction, but only saw a hair twirling towards him, and You Qitong was lowering his head and grabbing him Panda ears on clothes.