Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Fortunately, she didn't have much contact with him. That kind of person is really despicable.

After receiving the plot and thinking about things, time flies quickly.

She didn't know that her appearance of sitting there motionless had already fallen into another person's eyes.

Qiao Shiyue abandoned his model status and slowly approached the girl sitting in the chair.

Half of her face was shrouded in shadows, and the smell of another person broke into her nose.

It was a refreshing smell, like soap jade, and like incense used in dry cleaners to wash clothes.

Looking up, Qiao Shiyue saw that the girl's eyes were like a bright mirror, filled with himself.

It is estimated that she did not expect that she would suddenly approach, she was a little anxious, her delicate lips moved, and then she vomited out: "What happened to you...I haven't finished drawing yet."

Qiao Shiyue glanced over the painting on the side.

The above is just an outline, but she described it very carefully.

Even if it's just lines, you can feel the seriousness of the painter.

Qiao Shiyue's thoughts that had wanted to make fun of her disappeared, so he had to stand up straight, and the sunlight passed from his eyebrows to his lips. He smiled slightly and replied, "Sorry."

After speaking, step back and stand back to the original place.

Yun Fanfan quickly gathered up his mind and painted seriously.

However, my mind is full of each other, and I feel a little difficult to write while painting.

In particular, the other party was actually the one who was playing games with him.

Let her listen to the voice, in fact, she didn't hear too much, she just thought about the story of the other party.

After listening to his voice in combination with the plot, I realized that he had no such person.

I knew that this person was him, shouldn't she be softer? At least the contact information will be available then?

Xiao Baicai interrupted her fantasies: "The host is very calm, but you are the anchor. You must be cautious when you broadcast."

He tried to persuade him, and found that his host did not listen to it.

Instead, he peeked at Joe Shiyue from time to time.

Xiao Bai Cai suddenly felt sour, and its host's favorite person is not himself!

After finally finishing the painting, he looked at his painting in general, took off the drawing paper, and handed it to Qiao Shiyue.

"Here you are, thank you for being my model."

Qiao Shiyue replied: "You're welcome, it just happens that I have nothing to do."

If someone knew him, he would definitely expose his lies.

Is this still Qiao Shiyue? That Joe Shiyue who never wastes time doing meaningless things or wastes time on others?

The more Qiao Shi looked down at the painting in his hand, and when he was still thinking about how to get his contact information, the more Qiao Shi took the initiative to say: "Your painting is very good. If you can, I would like to ask Do me a favor."

"what?"

"Please help my sister draw a picture."

So Yun Fanfan successfully got his contact information.

She was holding the phone and watching Qiao Shi's more leave, still a little unbelievable.

She just got it that simply?

He turned around dazedly and went home.

When she went upstairs, she realized what happened today.

The live broadcast started at noon, and the whole live broadcast has been drawing.

After the live broadcast, she turned off the live broadcast and hone her skills.

Well, anyway, she has to practice her skills first, so that she can do the difficult thing of killing and licking herself.