Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent

Thinking about it, she said nervously, "What's the matter? Why can't you see it? I think this painting is very well drawn and very realistic..."

When Gu Linchao heard this, he was relieved to see that she really didn't understand what it was.

She shouldn't have seen anything just now, her attention was only attracted by the artist's painting skills, and she didn't pay attention to the others.

So comforting himself, he stretched out his hand and took away the painting from her hand, rolled it up, threw it back into the box, and then explained, "This painting is not good, I will paint it for you another day."

"Really?" Wen Nong Nong said in surprise.

"Really." Gu Linchao noticed that the girl's thick eyelashes curled up and blinked in the palm of his hand. He immediately felt a little itchy, as if something had scratched his heart.

His eyes couldn't help falling on her blushing lips, and his mouth felt dry immediately, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly burst out from his smooth forehead.

Obviously his scattered bone fragrance has been resolved, why does he still have that impulse?

He frowned, his eyes darkened.

Wen Nong Nong didn't notice his strangeness, she pulled down his hand and said, "If your lord is free now, can you paint a picture for me now?"

Gu Linchao's hand-painted paintings, if they are sold, will definitely be very popular. At that time, she may be able to hold an auction.

Thinking about it, she seemed to have seen the golden gold beckoning to her.

In fact, Gu Linchao was not free. He had been in government affairs for two days, and the files were already piled up, but when he met the girl's eagerly looking forward eyes, he couldn't refuse.

"Okay." After a moment, he nodded.

"Then I'll study ink for you." Wen Nongrong was overjoyed and said quickly and diligently.

"Yeah." Gu Linchao responded, took out the rice paper with one hand, spread it on the table, pressed the corner with a paperweight, and picked a thin wolf cent from the pen holder.

Seeing this, Wen Nong Nong suddenly pulled on his sleeve, "But the lord's injury hasn't healed yet, so forget it. After the lord's injury is healed, you can draw it for me."

Gu Linchao paused, looked down at her, and said warmly, "It's okay, I can paint with one hand."

As he said that, he took the pen, dipped the inkstone in the ink, and then held the pen, not moving.

Seeing this, Wen Nong Nong did not persuade him any more, but stood aside to grind ink with ink sticks, but he couldn't help looking at him quietly.

Knowing that the painting is quiet, she did not dare to make a sound at all.

The famous painting by Gu Linchao was about to be released, and she was excited and excited.

With Gu Linchao's influence in the great cause, if his calligraphy and paintings are published, it will surely attract many people to rush and pursue them.

And she is the one who can have this peerless painting right away.

The more Wen Nong Nong thought about it, the more excited she became, and the look in Gu Linchao's eyes became softer.

After grinding the ink, Wen Nong Nong didn't want to disturb him by staying in the study, so he quietly backed out.

When she came back from eating snacks, Gu Linchao had already painted.

She was about to walk over with the dim sum to take a look, but saw Gu Linchao suddenly rolling up the picture on the table.

She was stunned and asked, "What's the matter, what did the lord paint?"

Gu Linchaojun's face was a little hot, and he dared not look into her eyes, "This painting is broken, I will paint it for you again."

Wen Nong Nong was a little surprised, always felt that his expression was different, as if it was more than just a broken painting.

Could it be said that his painting skills are actually very average, but he has boasted about Haikou in front of him, and now it is difficult to ride a tiger?