Chu Xingchen was still reluctant to give up, but suddenly heard Zhou Buyan ask.
"What is this, Your Majesty?"
Zhou Buyan looked at the painting in disbelief, "You painted this? Did you... kiss Ling Zhou?"
Didn’t you say that we should spend some time together before leaving? They actually did something so intimate?
His Majesty even painted such a picture on her arm!
Zhou Buyan's mind went blank. When Chu Xingchen came back to his senses, he felt like he was going crazy.
"No, it wasn't painted by me. It was painted by Ling Zhou. He deliberately took advantage of me to learn from me while I was sleeping. Because the paint was special, I couldn't wash it off before."
Chu Xingchen's explanation brought Zhou Buyan back to his senses.
He listened, but still felt bad.
Although it was said to be painted by Ling Zhou, Zhou Buyan still felt bad when he thought of the intimate scenes that Ling Zhou secretly painted while Chu Xingchen was sleeping.
Especially the paintings are so lifelike, as if they really happened...
Did it really happen?
Zhou Buyan clenched his hands fiercely, "Then, Your Majesty, did you... kiss Lingzhou? You... you didn't, right?"
He didn't dare think about the scene where His Majesty would kiss Lingzhou like he just kissed him.
Chu Xingchen; "..."
How was she going to explain that she didn't mention which pot to boil?
Chu Xingchen was really choked. Does that count as a kiss?
It doesn't seem to count, but it does seem to have happened.
No, it's definitely not a kiss! It's just touching, like bumping into each other.
"No, no, I didn't go to kiss Lingzhou."
Chu Xingchen hurriedly explained, "We just bumped into each other. Ling Zhou deliberately..."
The words "collision" and "deliberate", combined with Lingzhou's character, already have a picture.
"Okay." Zhou Buyan interrupted her, "Your Majesty, there is no need to describe to me the details of your relationship."
He doesn't want to hear details.
Everything is so heartbreaking.
"It's not about the details. I really didn't go to kiss Lingzhou. Zhou Buyan, you believe me."
Chu Xingchen didn't want Zhou Buyan to go there with the lump, so he pulled Zhou Buyan and coaxed him for a long time.
Zhou Buyan listened to the explanation and couldn't help but wipe the painting with his hands. When he pressed his fingers on the head of the little Lingzhou figure, he wished he could actually press his own head and push his head off directly.
Ling Zhou must have done it on purpose. He painted it on purpose to make him angry to death.
It can only be said that Zhou Buyan guessed Lingzhou's intention immediately as he was worthy of being the one who fell under the love spell together.
Lingzhou deliberately made him angry, and he wanted to be angry back.
Zhou Buyan was thinking frantically in his mind about various ways to erase the painting without hurting Chu Xingchen.
If it were simple for him, he could just remove the layer of skin.
But His Majesty cannot.
He is afraid of hurting His Majesty if he rubs it hard now.
"Zhou Buyan, why don't you say anything? Are you still angry?"
Zhou Buyan was angry and wished he could fight with Ling Zhou, but what could he do if Ling Zhou was gone.
If he leaves in anger, His Majesty will be upset.
"No."
He shook his head and tried his best to put aside distracting thoughts and not think about Ling Zhou, expressing that he didn't mind.
He is tolerant and very much like a royal husband.
But Chu Xingchen couldn't see the way he was neither noisy nor fussy, and tolerated his grievances wisely.
Zhou Buyan is about to leave, and he cannot be allowed to leave like this.
So what to do?
Chu Xingchen couldn't think of any good solution for a moment, so he could only think of a stupid solution.
"Zhou Buyan, wait."
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and asked Xia Zhi to get the remaining paint.
Zhou Buyan heard this and hurriedly stopped him, "Your Majesty, you can't draw."
When he was thinking about how to get angry back, his first thought was to draw him on His Majesty's other hand to make Lingzhou angry to death.
But reason quickly brought him back to his senses.
Your Majesty is a rich man, and even if you are angry and jealous, you will never leave such traces on Your Majesty again.
This is not something that can be washed off easily.
Chu Xingchen looked at Zhou Buyan holding her hand and understood what he meant, "You're not jealous anymore? You really don't want to draw anymore?"
She deliberately teased Zhou Buyan,
"If I draw you on my hand, I will miss you and I can look at my arm at any time."
"When I wash my hands and take a bath every day, I miss you when I see the painting."
When Zhou Buyan heard this, his fists clenched.
Humph, Ling Zhou must have had this idea too.
I just thought that Your Majesty still missed him when he was taking a bath, and maybe he even wanted to take a chance to peek.
Ling Zhou: "..." I thank you. It would be very difficult to achieve this effect in a small figure painting.
For a moment, Zhou Buyan wished he could immediately cover the eyes of the little man with Ling Zhou painted on him.
He also wanted Chu Xingchen to cover Lingzhou's eyes with a handkerchief to prevent him from peeking.
But he didn't say anything in the end.
Because he is too childish, he is not a three-year-old child.
But I still feel very sad in my heart.
But no matter how uncomfortable it was, he didn't change his mind in the end.
"Your Majesty, no need."
He can't be so jealous. Although it won't hurt His Majesty, he can't continue to care about it like this in the future.
This time he was jealous and let His Majesty have a painting on his other hand. If Ling Zhou came back and refused to accept the painting, would Your Majesty continue painting to make him happy?
no.
Chu Xingchen looked at Zhou Buyan and shook his head, feeling warm in his heart.
"Okay, no drawing."
She didn't want to draw on her own hands, "I originally wanted to draw on your things."
Under Zhou Buyan's puzzled gaze, Chu Xingchen took the whistle that matched hers from his neck.
"Don't look at it yet, just wait for me here."
Chu Xingchen pressed Zhou Buyan on the bed, "You should take a rest first."
Zhou Buyan lay on the bed obediently and watched Chu Xingchen enter the study. He was very curious and didn't know what he was drawing.
While Zhou Buyan was in his wild thoughts, he heard Chu Xingchen say, "Okay."
Compared to Ling Zhou, Chu Xingchen was more skilled in painting and his speed was much faster.
Chu Xingchen played the sound effect of 'dang dang dang', sat on the bed and handed the whistle to Zhou Buyan, "Look."
The whistle is not big, so the painting is small, but the painting is lifelike, and because it is small, it is actually more cute.
I saw a little man with facial features and hairstyle that looked very much like Chu Xingchen, leaning on or sitting on top of the little man who looked very much like Zhou Buyan, kissing him happily.
His face was so kissable that he was twitching. There were little red hearts painted on the side, and there were cute sound effects - BO.
You can tell what's going on just by looking at it, it's so cute that it makes your heart melt.
Zhou Buyan was captured almost instantly, "Your Majesty... there is still a voice this time."
"Yeah." Chu Xingchen pushed Zhou Buyan down, sat on him and leaned over to kiss him hard, successfully making a sound effect, "Boo... Look, that's it."
She is really a genius, she kissed her directly.
Not only did he draw a small figure, but he also performed a special performance, which made Zhou Buyan so happy that he bubbled with happiness.
This sound really struck a chord in Zhou Buyan's heart.
He looked at Chu Xingchen and took her hand, "Your Majesty, I want more."
"I want more."
Chu Xingchen gave him a few more boobs generously, "Does it sound good?"
"Um."
Chu Xingchen was happy to see Zhou Buyan happy, and he was also happy, "But it's okay. I'll wait until you come back before continuing. Don't make your face turn red."
"good."
Chu Xingchen chuckled, "When you miss me later, just watch the whistle..."
Zhou Buyan looked at Chu Xingchen sitting on top of him and couldn't bear to look away, and then his eyes slowly became darker.
Chu Xingchen quickly felt something strange about him.