Hot dang!
She really wanted to cuss.
She was such an idiot!
And now she had to go and work on her allowance…
Li Yiru banged her head on her pillow at home.
And just like her.
Luo Pingting, who was the original owner of this group, was enraged. She had threw her phone down onto the floor and did not respond at all!
“Huo ChuChu! Gu Shishi! Just you wait!”
She had never felt such unjust in her entire life.
“Even if Big Brother Huo didn’t care for me, he would never lay an eye on a peasant girl like her either!
“Just you wait!”
Then she smashed a vase in her room.
So what if nobody in this group support her anymore?!
Plenty out there were lining up to butter her up!
She could get herself a new group of girlfriends!
***
The next morning.
Gu Shishi felt dizzy and lightheaded when she woke up.
After one night, the morning seemed very calm. Yet traces of the thunderstorm from the night before could still be seem.
Such as the branches there were all over the place outside of the window and the ink that was spilled all over her desk… and her paintbrushes that were lying on the floor.
She crawled out of bed groggily.
And was about to go downstairs to prepare breakfast when she saw Huo ChuChu sitting on the couch and looking at her with admiration.
Memories from the night before came flooding back!
Gu Shishi, who had just taken one step, stopped in her track.
“Last night…”
Last night, last night. It’d appear that the passive skill had been triggered and she was drunk?
Huo ChuChu nodded.
“You were drunk.
“You recited poem, painted, and jumped onto my brother.”
“?!”
Shivering, Gu Shishi looked over at her desk.
She seemed to recall that she had done some unspeakable things.
She seemed to have painted some shameless paintings.
Huo ChuChu nodded.
“The 12 different styles of handsome man coming out of shower that you’ve painted… my brother took that away with his face blackened.”
Gu Shishi collapsed onto the chair.
It was over… it was all over…
Gu Shishi had turned pale.
Especially after she took a look at Huo ChuChu’s phone.
His own sister had taken pictures of the paintings without his knowledge when he was so angry that he couldn’t even talk.
Gu Shishi was about pass out. “I thought you’ve left your phone at the Luo’s?”
“Sier brought it back for me.”
There was no regret in Huo ChuChu’s look.
“Look, my brother was so angry that even his face was twisted.”
Gu Shishi took a peek at it and covered up her own face.
What had she done when she was drunk?
Especially as a female artist!
She had been with her master since she was a child and her strength was portraits.
As an expert in ink painting portraits, it was a must to know how to paint beautiful people.
As such, Gu Shishi had learned how to draw pretty boys without her master knowing since she was 13 years old.
She had drawn TFboys, Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice, and all sorts of other pretty boys!
And the highest state of ink painting was when someone had a sip of wine and was slightly under the influence.
Their paintbrushes were very carefree and overlooked all sorts of rules as they drew the characters in mind.
And her series of boss after shower included modern version, historic version, fantasy version, and, taking advantage of her own drunkenness, she even painted emperor version and concubine (in female costume) version of the boss after shower…
Twelve of them in total.
All of the paired with different flowers of the four seasons.
Gu Shishi gulped.
“They were so nicely done that I couldn’t help but took pictures of them.”
Truth was, Huo ChuChu almost wanted to applaud Gu Shishi the night before. Her eyes had widened so much that she thought they’d pop out of her sockets.
“How long have you been painting? I have never seen anything so cool before.”
Of course they were cool.
Gu Shishi was about to start crying.
She was practically drawing with her life!
