Lu Ziqiao and Meijia watched Curry Sauce leave and felt a little resentful for some reason.
Meijia said to Lu Ziqiao unhappily,"Hmph, then I'll go down first."
Nan Qi didn't know why she could hear the jealousy in Meijia's voice, but was she jealous of curry sauce? No way!
Lu Ziqiao looked at Meijia and said to Nan Qi,""Nan Qi, we'll go down first. Don't forget to turn off the power when you leave.”
"Alright." Nan Qi nodded.
"Electricity switch!"
Lu Ziqiao suddenly shouted, scaring Nan Qi so much that she patted her heart."Uncle, why are you so surprised?”
Lu Ziqiao waved at Nan Qi happily."It's fine, it's fine, Mika! Let's go! I've thought of it!"
Meijia was pulled away by Lu Ziqiao in confusion, leaving Nan Qi standing there with a cold face.
After letting out a breath, Nan Qi picked up her brush."Sigh, I'm the only one left. I can finally draw properly.”
Just as she was about to write the first stroke, a voice suddenly came from behind Nan Qi.
"Nan Qi."
“？！！”
Nan Qi turned around and saw Dali behind her. Nan Qi felt like her soul was about to fly out.
"Dali? When did you come up?"
Dali looked at Nan Qi in confusion. What's wrong?"
Nan Qi shook her head." It's nothing. I was just shocked when you suddenly appeared behind me."”
Da Li couldn't help but pout and look at the blank wall in front of Nan Qi.
"What are you going to draw?"
Hearing Dali's question, Nan Qi couldn't help but think of Dali's kiss yesterday. She couldn't help but smile.
"Hehe, a secret."
Dali frowned and was puzzled. However, when he saw Nan Qi, he couldn't help but think about what happened yesterday.
Dali's expression was a little erratic." Erm, I came up to ask you, have you played Werewolf Kill before?”
Nan Qi's beautiful memories from yesterday were interrupted. She looked at Dali and said in confusion,""Yeah, why?"
Da Li heaved a sigh of relief, adjusted his expression, and smiled."That's good. It's like this. Uncle Zhang Wei's mediation problem today is that the boys played too many werewolves.”
"As a result, he was expressionless no matter what he did, and his tone did not change.”
"A girl can't figure out which of the words a boy says is true and which is false. She doubts if the boy still loves her.”
"We didn't know what to do, so I came up to ask you.”
Nan Qi nodded and thought," That's a little difficult. There are seers in the game to verify his identity, but there are no seers in reality."”
Dali nodded with a headache."Yeah, there are no identity cards in real life. I originally planned to learn micro-expression analysis, but Uncle said it would take too much time.”
Nan Qi's eyes suddenly lit up and she smiled.""I got it! Ask that boy if he has the habit of keeping a diary.”
"The diary is the deepest secret in everyone's heart, and also the truest self. Therefore, the diary is equivalent to an identity card.”
Dali felt that it made sense and looked at Nan Qi happily.""You're right! Nan Qi, you're really something."
As he spoke, Dali reached out and patted Nan Qi's shoulder.
Nan Qi narrowed his eyes. Why did he feel that this was an action between brothers?!
Nan Qi smiled and said," It's nothing. I just happened to think of it. However, since I've helped you a lot, is there a reward?"”
"What reward?"”
Nan Qi smiled evilly and reached out to tap her face.
Dali understood instantly and slapped her, but he couldn't help but glance at Nan Qi.
That glance hid a myriad of emotions ~
Unfortunately, Nan Qi, who had been slapped, did not see it.
"What are you thinking about all day? Nan Qi, I find that your skin is getting thicker and thicker!”
Although she was a little disappointed that she didn't get a reward, this was normal. If Dali really took the initiative again, Nan Qi would be surprised.
Nan Qi pursed her lips." Alright, so be it. It's only right to help your girlfriend."
Dali really couldn't stand Nan Qi who was getting more and more shameless. He rolled his eyes.
Putting his hands behind his back, Dali glanced at Nan Qi.""Alright, I'll go down and tell Uncle this method. You should focus on drawing.”
Nan Qi shrugged. After watching Dali leave, she turned around and prepared to draw.
Although he was still at the kindergarten level, he had spent money to get someone to draw one for him yesterday. If he copied it, it wouldn't be too far off, right?
As Nan Qi thought about it, she took out her phone and pointed at the painting inside. She carefully drew on the wall one stroke at a time.
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