Ye Cheng clapped his hands and shouted towards Yang Mi.

When Yang Mi heard Ye Cheng's words, he exhaled heavily, as if he were amnesty.

"Finally finished drawing and I feel like my arms and face are going stiff!"

In order to meet Ye Cheng's request just now, she stood there and kept the posture Ye Cheng said for half an hour.

If Ye Cheng doesn't paint well, she really won't be able to hold on anymore!

Fortunately, she is an actress, and her body is very malleable. If an ordinary person were to be a model for Ye Cheng, she would not be able to hold on for ten minutes.

"I'll see how it goes!"

After stretching out his body, Yang Mi came up and saw himself on the drawing board.

The next moment, she was stunned.

The mouth is open and round, it is no exaggeration to say that it is completely possible to put an egg! At this time, Yang Miqiao's face is full of horror, and her heart can't help but set off a storm! Yang Mi can be sure, this is absolutely It was the most vivid painting she had ever seen.

That feeling is like seeing a painting in Ye Cheng's hands and walking out of a living person! Without the master's handwriting, it is absolutely impossible to draw such a vivid work.

Yang Mi stared at herself in the painting carefully, then turned her head to look at Ye Cheng.

The tremor in her eyes still hadn't subsided.

"This is really what you drew"

Yang Mi still couldn't believe it.

"No, when I painted it just now, didn't you see it? Besides me, who else could have painted it? Could it be that you painted it?"

Ye Cheng felt that her question was quite inexplicable.

"Sister Mi, let me see."

Reba, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't hold back her curiosity and brought her head close.

"Ah, stinky brother, I didn't expect you to draw so beautifully!"

Looking at Yang Mi in the painting, Reba let out a burst of amazement, and then her beautiful eyes glanced at Yang Mi again, and asked suspiciously: "Brother stinky, are you painting Sister Mi, how do you feel that she is more real than Sister Mi? pretty"

"Of course it's Yang Mi, or who do you think it is?"

Ye Cheng rolled his eyes, his forehead was covered with black lines.

Yang Mi was also shocked, looking at herself in the painting, her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

For a while, there was an illusion in her mind. Is this beautiful woman in Ye Cheng's painting really her? envy.

body 86 You can take it directly to the auction!

After a little glance, Yang Mi even felt that she was not as good as the one in the painting... she.

The one in Ye Cheng's painting... is the goddess admired by thousands of people, and at most she is just a beautiful woman.

However, after that, a question arose in Yang Mi's mind. How did Ye Cheng draw such a perfect work? This is clearly from the handwriting of a master painter. How to practice painting with such a sophisticated technique takes time. Without a certain understanding of life, it is impossible to make such excellent works.

"How is it, do you like it?"

Just when Yang Mi was shocked beyond words, Ye Cheng suddenly spoke up.

Yang Mi nodded again and again: "I like it so much!"

Immediately, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Cheng and risked: Venus: "The painting is so beautiful, even I am jealous when I see it!"

"Sister Mi is right, this painting is really beautiful!"

Reba also nodded, then ran over immediately, hugged Ye Cheng's arm, and said eagerly, "Brother stinky, draw a picture for me too!"

"Forehead"

Ye Cheng scratched his head just as he was about to agree, then glanced at the floor where the paint he had just brought was running out, and said apologetically, "Reba, I'm sorry, there is no paint left, or I'll try again next time. Draw it for you!"

"Humph! Brother stinky, you are the one who cares more about color than girl. When you wanted to paint just now, why did you only think of Sister Mi and not me?"

Reba was greatly disappointed, stomped her feet, and said angrily.

"Reba, don't be angry, my brother really didn't do it on purpose. When I get home, I'll draw you a picture right away."

Seeing that Reba was angry, Ye Cheng quickly comforted her.

"Humph! Brother stinky, remember what you said!"

Reba stood up angrily after speaking, and pouted again and said, "I'm going to have breakfast, so I won't disturb you two chatting!"

After speaking, Reba left the room.

She is angry when she looks at Ye Cheng now, she feels that he is too partial, and she feels that she needs to give Ye Cheng some color, she can't let: she perfunctory so easily.

Yang Mi was overjoyed when she heard the pretty face, she felt that Reba had said a lot, this time Ye Cheng was only painting for himself, and he didn't even consider his sister who cared about him the most, which showed that Ye Cheng still took him seriously.

Thinking of this, Yang Mi's heart was sweet, and a rose-like smile bloomed on her face, she pursed her lips, looked at Ye Cheng Jiao and said: "Ye Cheng, why did you suddenly think of painting, and the object of painting is still I"

"Do you want the truth or the lie"

Ye Cheng smiled evilly, and the corner of his mouth evoked an evil and charming smile.

"Nonsense, of course I want to hear the truth!"

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