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By the time her big brother finally put a pen into Gu Shishiâs hand, she cried and asked for a paintbrush instead.
Gu Shishi was like a totally different person.
She took a large gulp of the honey water for her hangover that her big brother had handed over to her spurt it all onto the bristles of the paintbrush!
And her big brotherâs face turned green immediately.
Gu Shishi, on the other hand, stood up chicly and boldly.
âSing to the accompanying wine.â*
âLive in the moment. Do not let the wine glass go empty.â**
She started reciting poems loudly.
As she recited poems, she picked up the hem of her dress and walked wobbly over to her desk.
âDrink up. I will sing for you; please listen to me.â
This was a poem by Li Bai.
It meant for someone to drink and listen to him sing at the same time.
One of her cheek was still covered in tears. Her cinnabar red strapped dress was twisted and the straps were half way down.
With her paintbrush in hand, she turned, her eyes foggy from the alcohol with tears rolling inside of them as she looked around for Huo Sishen.
When she potted him, she gave him a silly smile.
âIf I should die beneath a peony flower; I shall still be a charming ghost.â ****
Huo Sishenâs lips twitched.
Huo ChuChu was shocked speechless.
Did Gu Shishi just call her big brother a peony? And that she was going to pick him?
Hot dang!
âWhy are you still standing there? Go drag her into bed!â
Huo Sishenâs face turned even darker when he saw his sister standing there watching the drama unfolded.
â.... Oh.â
Huo ChuChu nodded.
But did not move.
Because she stopped herself after she peeked.
âBig Brother, I think sister-in-law is drawing... they are quite pretty.â
Huo Sishen felt that his temples were about to explode!
Miraculously, the âsister-in-lawâ reference calmed him down a lot.
For some inexplicable reasons, those words sounded surprisingly melodious to his ears!
âDonât call her that!â He scolded.
Nevertheless, he still walked over to the drunk woman sitting behind her desk with his hands behind his back.
With just one look, he could tell that she was in very good shape as far as her painting was concerned.
With her paintbrush that had honey water on it, she dipped and coated it in cinnabar red pigment.
She took a deep breath, lifted up her paintbrush, and the tip of her brush traveled across the paper like a dance of dragons and snakes.
It didnât take long before bundles of gorgeous peonies appeared on the paper.
And then... not too longer after that, she tossed away the paintbrush and picked up a tracing brush.
She parted her red lips and clicked the tip of the pen.
Huo Sishenâs brows furrowed again when he saw that.
And the very next moment, he was stunned speechless.
âThere was a beauty, one look and you wonât forget about her (him). One day without seeing her (him), youâd miss her (him) like mad...â
And Gu Shishi recited another shameless poem.
She was almost leaning all the way over the paper. A few strokes with her brush and a strong and handsome manâs chest appeared... wrapped in a bath towel. He has a pair of unyielding, cold, and solemn eyes... and there was water dripping down his black ahir.
Huo ChuChu, â!!!â
Huo Sishen, â.....!â
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Tis was going to be a tumultuous night.
Especially in the Anti-Shi group.
[Zhou Mi uploaded a poeny.jpg]
[Zhou Mi: My folks both praised me when I got home today. I donât even want to go shower~ I worry about the artistâs technique if I am to go get it tattooed.]
[Xia Xuemeng: Honestly, Luo Zheng-geâs drawing wasnât half bad. But it was far from what was on Zhou Mi.]
[Zhou Mi: I felt that Gu Shishi wasnât that bad after all. @Gu Wushuang, you said before that she didnât really bully you. Is that true? @Pingting, perhaps you read too much into it.]
[Linlin: Yeah. I felt the same way. I was thinking about reaching out to Gu Shishi some other day and see who she used for hair removal. Did you see that effect on her?]
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