Chapter 877

When Li Bai took the pen, he was smiling like a spring breeze.

Even his eyes are also, with shallow floating light, inexplicable people feel very gentle.

His movements also seem to be natural, pen a lift between a pressure, beautiful.

This is a man who can make people think of poetry and painting.

But -

but Li Bai, whom she knew, was not like that.

Although Lu Yilan has only been here for more than a month, Li Baichao likes to read fragmentary thoughts. After listening to Li Bai's fragmentary thoughts for more than a month, she can basically sum up his temperament.

It's called a dissolute, it's called a saying that the wind is the rain, it's called a person who can't stand the bar and can't be restrained. He wants to do whatever he wants all day.

However, he cherishes his confidant and is willing to oppress himself for love.

Well

The man with the pen in front of her is more like Li Bai, the representative of the romantic poetry school in her memory.

Shaoqing, Li Bai put down his pen.

When he wrote, his temperament changed again.

"Oh, it's done."

"Miss Yilan, don't you look down?"

What?

She looked down at the painting, but because of the height, she could only see a mass of ink. At this time, one hand picked her up.

"Oh, I forgot that you are too small and short to see the whole picture clearly."

"Don't be afraid. As soon as I get it, you can climb up and overlook the painting."

Between words, Lu Yilan has been put up by him.

And then

"What the hell are you drawing?"

"There is no ghost. I painted you."

“……”

On the left is Lu Yilan's Fox, and on the right is a woman who is full of meat and is about to become a "hill".

Then draw the middle left and right, and there is a line.

Although Lu Yilan can't become a human at present, and he doesn't know what it's like to become a human, but! It is evil to blaspheme women's appearance and to make complaints about women ugly.

"Who is so fat?"

"You."

“…… You're so fat. "

Li Bai threw Lu Yilan on the table. Then he pulled out his sword at his waist and made a gesture of standing on one foot and waving the sword wantonly.

"I'm fat?"

A man's clothes are flowing and his silver sword is standing beside him. He is tall and handsome, but he doesn't show emaciation Perfect shape.

Facing such a body, she can't say fat words.

But she quickly rolled around the table and said, "I'm thin, too."

"That's why you're thin now." Li Bai yawned and leaned back on the chair at will. "I see that the women here have half a bowl to eat, and only then can they hold the waist of Chu palace. You eat half a basin. According to the principle of eating meat, do you..." He tut tut twice, and then put his eyes on the painting, "it should be like this."

“……”

She was speechless.

Just when Lu Yilan was silent, Li Bai on one side quickly threw a sentence, "you haven't said, do you think it's good-looking when holding a pen, or when carrying a sword?"

“…… "The sword."

"So decisive?" The man seems to be a casual look at Lu Yilan, but in that moment, she clearly felt the thorn in the back.

This tough man!

"Well, you look good when you take the pen. The problem is that when you take the pen, I don't see that it's you."

“……”

He let out a cry and then wandered away.

When you took the pen, I didn't see it was you.