planted in her hands

Before I could answer, Jiajia took the lead: "I like it!" She smiled brightly, "I vote for Sister Qingyao."

I:"……"

I wrinkled my nose and turned over my drawing: "What about mine?"

"I also vote for Sister Chidu." Jiajia blinked.

I wiped the color on my hands with a wet towel: "Didn't we make it clear that we are more popular than before?" I paused, thinking that this was a bit strange, "I mean painting. "

"I didn't say it was a human either." Meng Qingyao received it.

I looked at her and coughed lightly: "So how do you judge?"

Meng Qingyao looked at Jiajia: "Jiajia, please come and ask your mother and sister Xixi, how they voted, I can't say that I like both paintings."

Jiajia took two paintings and went upstairs obediently.

Meng Qingyao and I were packing tools at the table.

It can be seen that Meng Qingyao has some obsessive-compulsive disorder, she even sorts the color numbers of the oil pastels, and the red ones will never go to the blue ones, and the scraper and paper tape also have their own separate boxes.

We were already paying attention during the painting process, but the table was somewhat stained. I wiped the table with a wet tissue, and Meng Qingyao threw all the rubbish into the trash can. When she came back, Jia Jia also came back with the results.

"Mom and Sister Xixi both like Sister Xiaochi's painting more." She put the painting on the table again.

I asked, "You didn't say who painted it, did you?"

"No."

Meng Qingyao took the frame and framed the painting: "I also like Chi Du's paintings." She rolled her eyes, "You deserve it."

In fact, when it comes to the fineness of the painting, I can say without shame that mine is better. After all, I have also received professional training, and Meng Qingyao is still in the stage of painting, and her handling of color is better than mine. Worse.

Jiajia applauded cooperatively from the side: "Sister Chi, please give your acceptance speech."

Meng Qingyao also framed the second painting. Her movements were slow and her expression was very relaxed, as if she was waiting for me to give my acceptance speech.

I pursed my lower lip and only wrote four words: "Buy me candy."

Meng Qingyao paused, and the corners of her lips curled up a little: "Okay." She said, "I'll take you home after get off work, and I'll buy it for you."

"Ok."

Jiajia came over: "Then what about these two paintings?"

Before I could think it over, I heard Meng Qingyao say in a very natural tone: "Of course they are mutual favorites." She looked at me, raised her eyebrows, "What do you think, Chi Du?"

Her ending sound rose slightly, and it could be heard that she was in a happy mood.

It seems to be very happy to lose to me.

"Okay..." was all I could say.

By the time she realized it, Meng Qingyao had already put the painting into a document bag, and handed me the one she painted: "Here." She added, "If I become a great painter in the future, this painting will be worth thousands of dollars. "

I asked: "Then do you need Master Meng to sign for me now?"

She pondered for two seconds, then smiled again: "Okay."

The little sister Jiajia moved quickly, and immediately went to the front desk to get the gel pen. Not only did Meng Qingyao sign her paintings, but I also signed mine, but Meng Qingyao was very fast. I didn't let me read it, so I put it in a file bag.

I had to follow suit.

A competition that was not considered a competition ended like this. Su Yue came down before get off work and asked me who painted that painting, and I said it was me.

She said she could add money to me.

There could also be more decorations in the store, or as gifts for customers, and this is also the reason why Meng Qingyao is learning to paint recently.

I froze for a moment: "Then what should I draw?"

"Can you draw people?"

"Yes..." I thought for a while, "but it's a cute version, not like a sketch."

Fang Suyue clapped her hands: "That's enough, Xiao Chi." She asked again, "How long will it take to finish a painting?"

"Less than a minute?"

"That's good!" Fang Suyue smiled, "Tomorrow we will first select a lucky customer who is willing to sit in the store. Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Chi. I will definitely pay you extra for working two jobs."

Me: "...OK."

Meng Qingyao walked over and greeted me: "Let's go, Chidu."

She never called me Xiaochi or Xiaodu, and always called me by my full name in a serious manner.

I said goodbye to Fang Suyue and Jiajia, and followed Meng Qingyao's pace to the carport.

Wear a helmet and get in the back seat.

At a distance of 300 meters, the little eDonkey came out in less than a minute. I sat behind Meng Qingyao with the lens covered, so I could only smell the smell of the helmet. It smelled of plastic, but it was not heavy.

Suddenly I remembered Meng Qingyao's introduction to the helmet last night——

My one, and yours.

Sorry, I'm a little behind the scenes, does this mean that what I'm wearing on my head is mine alone?Is it exclusive to me?

I'm not sure.

This made me feel a little dazed all the way, and when I returned to reality, Meng Qingyao had already ridden the little electric donkey to the gate of the community.

Is this her fourth or fifth time sending me back?

I can't remember.

I took off the helmet and handed it to her, she also took off the helmet, and then got out of the car: "Let's go, buy candy."

Maybe it was because my expression was too obvious, she brushed her hair: "What's wrong?"

I thought about it and asked, "Is this helmet for me alone?"

"Yes." Meng Qingyao's answer was taken for granted, "It's only for the little follower."

I lowered my eyelashes: "...Okay."

I almost misunderstood.

After buying candy, I separated from Meng Qingyao, she rode back very neatly, I looked away, I couldn't tell what was going on in my heart.

When I got home, the empty home was not as lively as the store.

Jiang Linyan had already gone back, I sat on the sofa alone, opened the file bag again, and took out the painting drawn by Meng Qingyao, there was nothing on the front of the frame, so her signature was on the back.

I turned over the picture frame and saw a line of words written by her at the back——

Like it?

Meng Qingyao.