Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

Chapter 934 Jing Yuan x Original Heroine 64

General Shen Ce disappeared and had been missing for many days, but everyone in the Shen Ce Mansion acted as if they had not heard anything and there was no movement.

Not only that, the Shen Ce Palace announced to the public that General Shen Ce was on vacation.

You know, General Shen Ce has been working diligently in his position for hundreds of years without any mistakes or vacations.

Even the Xianzhou Alliance would accept such an argument.

Inside the room, Lin Qian sat on a chair not far away with an easel in front of her and various paints beside her. She was doing the so-called artistic creation.

This so-called artistic creation is a portrait painting, and the subject in the painting is Jing Yuan not far away on the opposite side.

Now Lin Qian's eyesight has recovered 80% and she can already see Jing Yuan's face. On the surface, Lin Qian looks no different from an ordinary person.

"A Qian..." Jing Yuan whispered softly in the darkness, with a faint smile on his lips. His voice was low and gentle, like the sound of nature.

"My husband has finally woken up," Lin Qian put down her paintbrush, stood up and walked in front of Jing Yuan after hearing Jing Yuan's voice. The look in her eyes as she looked at Jing Yuan was obsessed and intoxicated.

Lin Qian approached Jing Yuan, stretched out a slender hand, slightly lifted Jing Yuan's chin, and kissed Jing Yuan on the lips like a dragonfly touching the water.

"My dear husband, don't talk yet. I haven't finished painting yet..." Lin Qian's voice was clear and pleasant.

"I will listen to A Qian." Feeling the softness and sweetness on his lips, Jing Yuan smiled slightly, and that smile was as warm as the spring breeze.

So Lin Qian stood up, returned to his chair and continued painting.

About half an hour later, Lin Qian finally finished the painting. She turned the easel that came with her own small wheelchair and flipped it over to face Jing Yuan.

After Lin Qian had tidied everything, she approached Jing Yuan again and gently pulled off the cloth covering Jing Yuan's eyes.

"Husband, does it look good?" Lin Qian pushed Jing Yuan's bangs on the other side to the side, revealing Jing Yuan's eyes completely.

Then, Lin Qian stared quietly into Jing Yuan's eyes, as if trying to see something through those deep eyes.

"It looks good." Jing Yuan first glanced at Lin Qian, then looked at the painting, and finally turned his gaze back.

The Jing Yuan in the painting is lifelike, as if a real person has descended upon the earth. Because it is a color painting, it appears even more realistic and appropriate.

The Jing Yuan in the painting was wearing gauze-like clothes, just like the Jing Yuan in real life.

What should be shown and what should not be shown are all presented in the painting without reservation and depicted by Lin Qian in great detail.

If there were other women here and saw this painting, they would probably have a nosebleed.

"Boring." Unable to catch any other expression in Jing Yuan's eyes, Lin Qian couldn't help feeling a little bored and shook her head gently.

Lin Qian had originally hoped to catch a glimpse of shyness and embarrassment in Jing Yuan's eyes at that moment, but she didn't expect that Jing Yuan had become so thick-skinned after living for more than 800 years.

However, no matter how lifelike the painting is, it is not as real as a mirror or a photograph.

So, after Lin Qian packed up her easel, she triggered a mechanism, and several mirrors surrounding Jing Yuan's location fell directly and hung in the air.

The mirrors are crisscrossed, and different mirrors correspond to different directions, allowing Jing Yuan to see his current appearance and her appearance from all directions and angles.

"You have beautiful eyes, why can't you just stare at me?"

Lin Qian came in from the intersection of the mirrors, gently lay on Jing Yuan's body, raised her hand, and gently touched the pair of gentle and affectionate eyes that were always looking at her.

"Since you have lied to me, why can't you keep lying to me? Why do you tell me the truth?"

Lin Qian suddenly laughed, and there was a hint of madness in her laughter. The look she gave Jing Yuan was full of fascination.

"I was about to let you go, obviously."

"A Qian, I'm jealous of him." Jing Yuan stared at Lin Qian's green eyes, smiled slightly, then sighed softly and said slowly.