Si Mobai lightly bit her fingertips and looked at the portrait while he said, "Let's go. I will paint a portrait of you."
The tingling feeling and warmth in her fingertips made Feng Tianlan flush in embarrassment. She held the small grease paper packet in her arms and glared at him. "I'm not going to give you any to eat," she said.
He had actually bit the hand that fed him.
Si Mobai chuckled softly and walked toward the table to take out some fine writing paper as well as color pigments. He lifted the brush and glanced at the portrait. Then he began to put the brush to work.
Feng Tianlan stood opposite the table and blinked as she watched him paint. Then she ate one sugared chestnut while she fed him another. Such a scene looked very warm and happy...
She watched as he slowly painted. But why was it the back of the woman in red and not even a side profile? Furthermore, it did not seem like he had finished the painting.