The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“What does the lady want to say?” Shepherd Li lowered his head to study ink and asked softly.

Choi stared carefully at Li Shengsheng for a while and asked, “What should I call you? ”

“The lady can call you whatever she wants.” Shepherd Li spoke out. Thinking about it, he added, "Nothing more than a name. ”

Choi cautiously smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: “Like this painting in your hand, can it be called" Cold Plum Awesome Snow Map "or" Awesome Snow Cold Plum Map ", is that right? ”

Shepherd Li looked up at Choi carefully and looked at her eyes like autumn water, then instantly drowned in the sweet smile that melted everyone's heart.

“If Miss Careful likes it, she can also be renamed" Awful Snowflake Maple ". ”

Choi sighed softly and said: "It doesn't matter if I like it or not, you just like it. You are the owner of this painting. Now that you have named it Cold Plum Pride Snow Map, it seems to be deliberate. ”

Li Shepherd looked at Choi carefully close to his pretty face and was in a very complex mood.

That can no longer be overstated.

Careful Choi knows everything, she has guessed her identity.

“I” Li Shepherd stopped talking.

Whatever you want to say, you don't know where to start.

Choi took a careful look and sat on the big stone in the false heart of Ninghai, knowing that with his repair as his realm, both of his whispers could be heard by him.

“Let's paint.” Choi carefully saw the tangle between the shepherds, softly said.

Li Shepherd was in a slightly relaxed mood, but had a faint disappointment. “Ink is fine. ”

Choi carefully shifted his gaze over the old plum and began to brush it on the drawing board.

“Remind me in a timely fashion if you find anything wrong with my paintings.” Choi whispered carefully. “Just like I used to do to you. ”

“Okay.” Li Shepherd nodded, recalling old things in Jiangnan, his body had a flurry, his tongue teeth were raw, even swallowed saliva became sweet.

Choi's painting is very good. I can see that she has done hard work on Danqing Road.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it can be called "one in a million." But in Lee's shepherd's eye, or in that black dragon's eye, there's really a lot to improve.

Shepherd Li pointed to an ink block and said: “There can be more ink here, more white parts, only the corner of the mountain stone, more able to show the scene of mountain stone, heavy snow. ”

Choi carefully conceived and looked delighted and said: "That's true. ”

There was some remorse, and he said, "Listen to me, this painting can't go on. I just think you're better off with this painting. But there's a remedy? ”

Shepherd Li thought about it and reached out carefully to Choi.

Choi cautiously stunned and handed himself over.

Shepherd Li grabbed Choi's careful hand and then took his luck and drew it on the big stone.

Choi's small hands are soft and white, holding them in his hands as if they were boneless.

When I first started, my hands were slightly cold, but wrapped in the hands of Li Shepherd, the temperature quickly rose. It gets hot and dry, and even beads of fine sweat come out.

Li Shepherd dared not look Choi carefully in the eyes, and Choi also dared not look at Li Shepherd's eyes.

Shepherd Li can hear his heart beat and can feel Choi's heart beat bang bang bang bang.

He just wanted a green leaf, but didn't expect to get the whole forest. He just wanted Choi to give himself the brush carefully, but he didn't expect Choi to give him his little hand too.

Shepherd Li cannot fail to take it, otherwise it is disrespect for the girl and an insult to her appearance.

Careful Choi was also very nervous. She saw Li Shepherd reach out and handed him over herself.

It wasn't until Shepherd Lee grabbed her hand that she reacted. She thought, "Maybe she just wants the brush in her hand."

At this time, it would be even more embarrassing, but isn't it also an embarrassing thing to hold one's hand like this?

Fortunately, Shepherd Li is just a painting, putting all his mind on the matter of ‘remediation', as if he didn't realize that he was holding a woman's small hand but just a brush without life.

Li Shepherd's disguise made Choi feel a little more relaxed, but his heart beat like a little rabbit in his arms.

Shepherd Li held Choi's careful hand and outlined a fierce snowhawk on the big stone painted with heavy ink.

Shepherd Li painted it very carefully and outlined it one by one, just like he wanted to comb every hair on that snowhawk.

When Lee Shepherd gently lit his pen tip over the eagle's eye, the eagle burst out into the sky with its wings.

“Ow" Snowhawk howled.

Choi cautiously looked at the snowhawk, who would not leave in a circle over his head.

Boo!

The heart opened its eyes violently and a golden glow appeared in the palm of its hand. If the snowhawk dares to move slightly, he will blow it to pieces.

“Miss," she jumped from the big rock and stared alertly at the snowhawk above her head.

“There's a hawk," Choi said, carefully pointing to the snowhawk over his head. "A snowhawk flew in. ”

“I sent it off.” Ninghai wanted to blow it over.

“Wait.” Choi drank carefully. “I don't want to see blood and disrupt my interest in painting. ”

Ning Xinhai would like to loosen his fist, grabbed a white snow ball from the ground and threw it toward the snowhawk.

Pfft!

The snowball hit the eagle belly, and the snowhawk was in pain, screaming and flying away.

“Miss, where's the eagle?” Ninghai asked.

Choi carefully pointed to the far ridge and said: "It came from there. Brother Li and I are busy drawing, never noticed."

“Really?” Ninghai asked.

“Exactly.” Choi said carefully and firmly.

Ning Xinhai's gaze shifted to Li Shepherd's face. Li Shepherd's face was blurred and said: “I didn't see where the eagle came from. I was drawing with my head down."

Ning Xinhai looked down at the unfinished Mae Wang, it was quiet, nothing unusual.

“Miss, be safe. If something doesn't feel right, make a warning.” Ninghai spoke out loud.

“Thank you Uncle Ning. You go get some rest, you'll be fine.” Choi smiled carefully. “When I finish this painting, we'll go back. ”

Ninghai nodded and walked towards the big stone again.

Peach red willow green also came from afar, and the two women looked panicked.

"Miss, what was that noise?" asked Peach Red. It sounds horrible. "

“I see a big bird in the sky. How can there be a big bird here? ”

Choi cautioned and said, “It's okay. A snowhawk has been evicted by Uncle Ning by mistake. ”

Peach Red freaked out and said, "Miss, why don't we go home? You forgot, the last time we were in a thousand Buddha temples, there was a bird rushing in to hurt the lady.”

“Don't worry. With Uncle Ning around to protect it, everything will be fine.” Choi carefully pushed Ninghai's great god out.

They knew that Miss Watanai had just decided that what she decided was not going to change, so they had to back off and wait, but did not dare to go away again.

Choi carefully glanced at Li Shepherd, and the little mouth of the cherry curled slightly, making the mouth shape of 'why so'.

Li Shepherd was also shocked by the cold sweat and replied with a mouth type: “I'm too nervous. ”