bookrandom Chapter 754 Human Affairs 14
Chapter 754 Human Affairs 14
"Qin Che, how come you don't have an ounce of fat even when you're sitting like this!"
"..." Qin Che, your train of thought is so jumpy that I can hardly keep up with you. I look at you with my eyes.
You touched his belly, then touched your own, and your little face instantly fell.
"Weren't we just saying this was the main street? What, someone's drawing us now, and you're just groping my waist like this?" Qin Che's eyes were clearly smiling as he spoke, but he showed no intention of stopping them.
"I wasn't being reckless at all, I was sneaking around, okay!" you muttered softly. "I covered myself with a scarf, so no one could see me, hehehe..."
"Oh~~~~~ So it was done secretly and without restraint..." Qin Che lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with boundless doting affection.
This interruption completely swayed your attention, and you seemed to have forgotten your previous tense standoff with Qin Che.
"Qin Che, what do you think the finished painting will look like?"
Qin Che shrugged: "I don't know yet, maybe it's... a frizzy kitten bravely fighting a dragon?"
The moment the words were spoken, the lanterns along the street lit up one after another, like sparks ignited, starting from the winding alleys in the distance.
The sunlight flowed across the bluestone pavement, stretching your shadows long.
You remained in your original poses, as if frozen in time, yet at the same moment, you both looked up and glanced to the side.
Your gazes slowly returned to their own, and your eyes met each other's. In that instant, the surrounding noise became a blurred background noise.
The lights swayed in the night breeze, and the warm yellow light shone through the thin gauze lanterns, casting ripples of light and shadow in your intertwined eyes.
"What did you just see?" A faint smile appeared on your lips as your gaze was fixed on the dragon's eyes.
Qin Che looked at you, his eyes reflecting the myriad lights: "Nothing special... just the same things you see."
His voice was deep, and you could almost hear a hint of melancholy in it that didn't belong to him.
When the painting was finally completed, the image of you on the paper was frozen in a tense moment.
The painter's depiction of Qin Che is sharp and piercing, and your gaze is equally unwavering, fixed firmly on Qin Che, as if you can feel the tension of their confrontation even through the paper.
Qin Che stood in front of the painting, gazing at it intently and deeply for a long time.
His fingertips gently traced the paper, finally stopping where your eyes were.
As you follow his movements, the charm in the eyes and brows of the figure in the painting gradually merges with your own in reality.
"The boss is really skilled. Although our appearance is cartoonish, he captured the essence very well." You smiled at Qin Che.
"I like this painting, keep it for me." Qin Che turned his head, his red eyes meeting yours.
"Ah? But I like it too~~~" You stepped forward, took the painting off the easel, faced Qin Che, and held it to your chest. "Aren't you afraid it will look dull if you put this next to your collection of famous paintings?"
Qin Che took the painting from your hand, carefully rolled it up, and put it into the painting tube given to him by the shop owner: "I never categorize the things I like as superior or inferior. So, from now on, this will be my private collection."