"Yingying, can I play with my phone?" Yan Ye lay in bed motionless, feeling somewhat bored and a bit tired.
Lian Xinying shook her head: "I can play some music for you, don't move... I haven't painted in a while, feeling a bit rusty…"
Lian Xinying said, turning on the phone and playing music for him.
Yan Ye could only continue lying there…
"Yingying, let me know when you're done with my face, I want to close my eyes." Yan Ye had been staring at Lian Xinying, his eyes feeling a bit fatigued.
"Oh, okay." Lian Xinying sketched out the outline of his body and then proceeded to paint his features.
Lian Xinying painted very attentively, and Yan Ye tried his best to stay alert.
After twenty minutes, Lian Xinying told him to close his eyes.
Since she was painting her beloved man, she hoped to render every part of his body perfectly, so she was very meticulous and focused.
Yan Ye fell asleep when Lian Xinying was almost finished with the painting.
