President Song has a way of chasing his wife

Chapter 186 The Wandering Painter 2
She spoke in an old-fashioned tone, not at all what a girl of her age should say.

Shen Shuo could see that Bai Xiao was a person with a story, and became more and more curious about her.

Looking at her jokingly, her thin lips parted slightly: "You should be younger than me, how can you talk like you have experienced a lot?"

Bai Xiao lowered his eyelids again, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sometimes you don't need to go through too much, even if it's just one thing, as long as it's deep enough."

In an instant, Shen Shuo's inspiration flourished.

The whole person suddenly recovered, and said anxiously: "I want to draw a portrait! You cooperate with me."

Bai Xiao was taken aback, raised his head and pointed to himself: "How can I cooperate with you?"

"Just find a quiet place and don't move." Shen Shuo started to pack his painting tools, and answered her without raising his head.

Bai Xiao suddenly realized something, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "You won't be... wanting to paint me?"

"That's right, draw you." Shen Shuo gave an affirmative answer.

After talking about the painting tools, he packed up his travel bag, stood up with the drawing board in his hand, and stretched out his hand to Bai Xiao, saying, "I like people with stories. Your eyes carry too many things. Those are exactly what I want."

At the end, he added: "Of course, I will pay you."

Bai Xiao didn't seem to hear what he said, but just stared blankly at the green and jade-white hand in front of him, momentarily absent-minded.

Song Qingyan's hands are also extremely beautiful, with long, slender fingers and clear bony joints, as white as jade, and they are exceptionally warm every time he holds her.

Seeing her in a daze, Shen Shuo couldn't help bowing down and shaking his hands in front of her: "What's wrong with you?"

Bai Xiao suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head: "I'm fine."

After all, he didn't help Shen Shuo's hand, but stood up by himself.

After adjusting his state, he looked at Shen Shuo and said with a smile, "Let's go, where are we going to draw?"

"Go to the coffee shop, it's quiet there." Shen Shuo pointed to a coffee shop not far away.

Bai Xiao nodded slightly: "Okay."

When they arrived at the coffee shop, the two found a secluded place and sat down.

After sitting down, Shen Shuo called the waiter and ordered a cup of mocha, then looked at Bai Xiao: "What to drink?"

Bai Xiao originally wanted American style, but suddenly remembered that she was pregnant, and didn't know if pregnant women could drink coffee, so she ordered a glass of juice just in case.

Shen Shuo was not in a hurry to paint, he took a sip when the coffee came, his gestures were undisguisedly noble and elegant.

If one ignores his somewhat worn clothes and long and messy hair, he is definitely a handsome nobleman.

Bai Xiao was extremely surprised, just looking at his temperament and conversation, he definitely didn't look like a wandering painter.

He looks like a nobleman who has no worries about food and clothing.

Shen Shuo noticed the surprise in Bai Xiao's eyes, and laughed in a low voice with a wicked voice.

"You're curious about my slovenly appearance, aren't you?"

"Uh..." Bai Xiaocai realized his disrespect, and shook his head apologetically: "Sorry, I... I didn't mean that."

Shen Shuo waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's the truth."

After a short pause, he said, "Actually, if you really like painting, it doesn't matter if you are a wandering painter, and I am not as good as a wandering painter without inspiration."

"Oh." Bai Xiao said softly, with a half-understanding expression on his face.

Shen Shuo didn't intend to say more, took out the drawing board and the drawing tools he brought with him, and prepared to start painting.

(End of this chapter)