I Have Seven Big Brothers Chapter 242

  The price of a hangover is waking up dizzy and bloated the next morning.

  Bai Moshu sat up slowly, and rubbed his temples with his fingers. There was not much expression on his face, but his brows were furrowed.

"elder brother."

   Nuan Nuan got a head in from the outside, holding a bowl of steaming water in his hand.

   "Drink water, brother."

  It is already 10:30 noon of the next day, and Bai Moshu is the last one to get up today.

  Bai Moshu took the water and drank it and felt a lot better, just...

  He put down the bowl expressionlessly, his tone was a little stiff, "Nuan Nuan, you go out first."

  His voice still sounded normal, but after Nuan Nuan obediently left, Bai Moshu covered his face with one hand, and all the memories of yesterday's drunkenness came back!

  At this moment, he who has always been calm and indifferent to everything, unexpectedly felt what social death is.

   It would be great if it could be broken into pieces.

  Bai Moshu, who was covering his face, had slightly red ears, but he quickly adjusted his mood. After he got out of the tent, no one could tell what he was thinking.

  As soon as he walked out, Bai Moshu noticed two eyes, from Ivan and Andre.

   And the two started their performance.

  Ivan pulled Andrey and exaggeratedly shouted in Russian.

   "Are you trying to kidnap my brother and sister!" Then he punched him falsely.

  Andre fell to the ground exaggeratedly covering his face, "Who wants to kidnap your younger brother and sister!"

  Ivan looked at him condescendingly, "Oh...bad guy!"

   After the two finished their performance, they looked at Bai Moshu.

  Written in white ink with no expression.

Then the two began to act out the scene where after watching Aurora, he would not leave and had to be coaxed by his brother and sister. A man as tall as Andre had such a rough voice, and he had to imitate the voices of Nuan Nuan and Bai Mohua, twisting his throat It's so tight that it hurts the eyes and ears.

   They couldn't help laughing while they were acting. Although Nuan Nuan couldn't understand what they were talking about, it didn't prevent her from rolling on the ground laughing like Andre.

  Bai Mohua also covered his stomach and laughed out loud.

  Only the white ink book is expressionless.

   Then he put his hands in the pockets of his coat, looked at them with cold eyes, walked towards the two of them, lifted his feet, and kicked them out mercilessly.

   "Aww!"

   Rolling down the snow-covered slope, the two of them almost turned into snowmen.

   "Bai Moshu, you are getting angry from embarrassment!"

  The white ink book didn't explain, but just calmly went to cook.

  Anyway, as long as it is not him who is embarrassed, it is someone else.

   Heh... He felt embarrassed for Ivan and Andre. The clumsy performance just now made his eyes burn. Now he has to see his little cousin to wash his eyes.

   Except for Ivan and Andre who still ate meat for breakfast, everyone else ate lightly.

  The field camping this time is generally very good.

   Packed up his things and went back as when he came, Bai Moshu lit the fireplace in the cabin, and it didn't take long for the whole cabin to become warm.

  Both Nuan Nuan and Bai Mo Hua were looking at the photos taken yesterday, discussing with great interest how to draw them all.

  Bai Mohua's eyes are shining "Now we have time to draw."

   Nuan Nuan hugged her small drawing board and nodded, "Yeah."

  So the two of them quickly set up their drawing boards relative to each other and started to draw seriously. Liang Chi slowly took a small bench and sat next to Nuan Nuan to watch her draw, quietly and without disturbing her.

  The little girl painted slowly and seriously, bit by bit expressing the deepest pictures in her memory on the white canvas with various paints and brushes.

  The obsidian-like night sky is not the kind of dull and silent black. In the eyes of the little girl, the black sky at that time also carried its unique color charm.

  The colorful and bright aurora, as well as the light and white snow on the lake below the mountain at a glance, the figures and tents whose faces cannot be seen clearly on the mountain, but it is very lively and happy to feel those figures.

   Nuan Nuan, who was immersed in her own world, didn't think about the coordination of colors at all. Basically, she used whatever color she saw according to the appearance in her memory.

  The whole painting has a bright and warm feeling.

  Obviously, the painting looks a bit childish, especially compared with the white ink painting, it looks like a child's graffiti, but the overall color looks very comfortable.

  Bai Mohua has completed his own work, his paintings are really beautiful, the light and shadow are gorgeous and graceful, and there seem to be many secrets hidden in the dark night, and the distorted reflection of everything in the lake water seen from the cliff.

  The color of the aurora, the endless darkness of the sky, the whiteness of the snow-capped mountains and...the black shadows on the cliffs.

  But the black shadow in the water also has the color dyed by the aurora.

  As if in the bottomless black abyss, the figures whose faces could not be seen clearly finally found the color of light to illuminate them.

  Drawing the same picture as Nuan Nuan, but his emotions are different.

   Liang Chi fell into the painting the first time he saw it, and the blood in his body began to boil unknowingly, and he even heard his own heartbeat.

   "What's the name of this painting?"

  Maybe he didn't notice it himself, but at this moment his voice trembled unconsciously.

  White ink painting "Oh, it's called "Broken Light""

   "Broken Light" Liang Chi muttered these two words.

   After Bai Mohua finished her painting, she went to see Nuan Nuan's results. After reading it, she taught her some color handling skills and wrong parts of the painting.

   "Little cousin is very good, people the same age as you are playing, you can draw such beautiful pictures!"

   As expected of her little cousin, she is so different.

   Nuan Nuan smiled happily after being praised.

  Finally, Liang Chi spent money to buy the "Broken Light" painted by Bai Mo, as well as the warm "Aurora"

  It is obviously the same scenery, but different eyes have different understandings. What is warm is clean, and what is painted in white ink is hope.

   And Liang Chi...he likes both.

  Bai Mohua simply sold the painting to him, while Nuan Nuan gave him his own painting, even though Liang Chi originally wanted to spend money to buy it.

  But Nuan Nuan held up the painting and handed it to him and said childishly, "Give it to Brother Ananda, so that you can see the light in the future."

   Liang Chi took the call, but his eyes were red.

  Drawing for hours, Nuan Nuan touched her little **** and pouted.

   "Ass hurts."

   I am tired after sitting for a long time.

  Bai Moshu put on the scarf for her, picked her up and walked outside.

   "Go out and play."

   It doesn't hurt to jump up.

  Bai Mohua took the scarf and hurriedly wrapped it around herself and ran out.

   "Brother, little cousin, wait for me."

   Liang Chi did not go out, he was still looking at the two paintings, Zhang Liang was by his side.

   Nuan Nuan was brought to Ivan by Bai Moshu. At this moment, this guy is hosting a lively small party with his friends.

   "Wow, little angels, you are finally here. When I went to find you for my bachelor party, you were still drawing, how about drawing?"

  Ivan talked to Nuannuan in his weird Chinese and tried to **** the little girl away from his good friend.

  But he was easily dodged by Bai Moshu.

   Nuan Nuan didn't know that Ivan had gone to them, but...

   "Brother, what is a bachelor party?" The little girl's clean and innocent eyes were full of curiosity.

  White ink book "..."

  The focus of children's attention is always so strange.

  Ivan "Single means someone like your brother who doesn't have a girlfriend..."

  Ivan was pushed away by the dark-faced Bai Moshu covering his face with his gloved hand.

"Shut up."

  The cold voice carried warnings and threats.

  Ivan quickly raised his hand in surrender, and made a gesture of zipping his mouth.

   If you don't say it, don't say it, who is not a single dog!

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