Chapter 2291 The Technology Is so Good

When they went upstairs, Fang Chixia was painting on the balcony with a drawing board and her back to him.

Luo Yibei closed the door with his backhand and walked towards her.

Fang Chixia was sitting on a rattan chair, which was a bit wide, more than enough to accommodate her, who was already slender.

However, it was not enough for two people.

However, Luo Yibei didn't care so much.

He stood beside her and sat down with her.

Fang Chixia's painting hand seemed to pause, turned her head, and glanced in his direction from the corner of her eye.

Luo Yibei seemed not to see her eyes, his long legs lazily crossed, stretched his arms, and stretched comfortably.

"The scenery of this villa is nice!"

Fang Chixia ignored him and painted with a paintbrush.

Luo Yibei didn't disturb her, but turned his head and stared at her painting quietly.

Fang Chixia was painting the sky and the seaside.

The blue sea is endless, and the waves are shining in the sun.

The sky she painted is also very beautiful. The color she chose is a very fresh blue, like a refreshing breeze. Just looking at it, the vision, hearing, and smell seem to be stimulated. All the senses are left with the clear blue of the sky.

Luo Yibei usually sees her design drawings the most, and has not seen her painting skills.

This is one of the few times.

He didn't expect that her painting skills are so good.

Staring at Fang Chixia's painting for a long time, Luo Yibei's lips curled slightly.

Fang Chixia has been ignoring him, as if he doesn't exist.

After painting for a long time, the sky and the sea appeared one by one, and then a beach was painted.

He fumbled for the paint pen and wanted to color it. His fingertips touched the chair next to him several times, but he didn't touch anything.

Fang Chixia turned her head to look for it. A slender and beautiful hand holding a paintbrush lazily moved towards her.

It was a lazy movement, like a nobleman in medieval Europe tipping a waiter, elegant and casual.

The look in his eyes was what she needed, with a hint of beige white.

Fang Chixia stared at the pen for a few seconds, and without being polite to him, took the pen and started to paint directly.

Luo Yibei didn't quarrel with her. He changed his crossed legs and continued to stare at her painting with his arms around his chest.

The white paper had a fine white sandy beach under Fang Chixia's flexible hands. The part where the beach was connected to the sea even had a wave.

Her dexterity was that although she was not a professional painter, the things she drew were particularly tasteful.

Fang Chixia held the pen in her hand, and the tip of the pen moved on the drawing board, still painting.

Her hand blocked part of the painting, causing visual obstacles for Luo Yibei, and he couldn't see it very clearly.

When she stopped and prepared to put the painting away, he only got a glimpse of the final painting.

Luo Yibei seemed to be struck by a strong electric current, his eyes followed the painting in Fang Chixia's hand stiffly, and he was a little unbelievable when he saw her put the painting away, "Chixia, that painting..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Fang Chixia seemed to have guessed what he meant.

"Yeah." She responded to him lightly and closed the drawer.

A very light voice, as if it had vitality, echoed in Luo Yibei's ears, echoed, and echoed again, and it didn't dissipate for a long time.

After chewing on her word for a long time, the corners of his lips rose up in pleasure.