Quick-wearing Full-time Male Two [gl]

The sequelae of staying up late in the morning to watch the variety show quickly became apparent, and both Mu Qing and Qin Yue now had a faint black green.

The cold water hit her face, and Mu Qing let out a sigh of relief.

Qin Yue spit out the foam in his mouth, gargle with a few mouthfuls, wiped his face with a towel, and put it back.

"Ask for leave?" Qin Yue looked into the mirror and began to make-up. "But if we always leave one person behind, what about the work in the izakaya? The boss should be too busy alone."

"It's not hard to find people who change shifts." Mu Qing moved her gaze to her lips with lipstick, and watched her put on another layer of lipstick.

"It's okay to go out to play, but..." Qin Yue began to draw her eyebrows, "Ah, the eyebrows on the left are always painted badly."

Mu Qing took her eyebrow pencil naturally, and Qin Yue turned her head at the same time.

Pointing the eyebrow pencil on Qin Yue's eyebrows, Mu Qing drew one by one, referring to the eyebrows on the right and began to draw the eyebrows.

"But where are we going to play? Come back before dark? Or live outside?" Qin Yue frowned, "Have you thought about your travel strategy?"

"Ah, don't frown, your eyebrows are all curved."

Qin Yue: "...Do you know how to paint?"

Mu Qing used the cotton pad Qin Yue handed her to erase the broken part and repainted: "Today is the first time I paint."

Her eyebrows are serious: "Before becoming an artist, she hadn't put on makeup. After becoming an artist, she always had a special makeup artist to paint her eyebrows."

"That..." Qin Yue stared at her lips, "You must have been painted with lipstick."

Mu Qing nodded and put away the eyebrow pencil, "It's finished, it's still symmetrical. The lipstick is painted, and I used to ask for makeup when I went to variety shows. Lipstick must also be painted."

Qin Yue didn't look in the mirror, "Then let me put on lipstick for you."

Mu Qing thought that Qin Yue was playing with her, and was about to refuse, when the other party's face suddenly enlarged.

Qin Yue slapped Mu Qing's lips very quickly, and quickly backed away before Mu Qing could react, leaning against the door, smiling with her eyes bent, "The specially selected **** make-up bean paste color seems to suit you very well."

Mu Qing held his forehead, her face hot: "By the way, is this a strong kiss?"

"You said even if it's okay~"

"Then..." Mu Qing looked at Qin Yue from his fingers, "Can I fight back and go back?"

Qin Yue shook his head, "No, I like to be better."

"Okay, behave." Mu Qing glanced at her helplessly, and wiped off his fingers when he got wet.

Qin Yue held her hand, "Don't wipe it."

She touched Mu Qing's lips with her fingers, stroking it up and down, "The color is already very light, so you don't need to wash it off deliberately."

Mu Qing gave up and said, "You don't need to paint it deliberately."

"But it's pretty." Qin Yue pushed away two steps, "and..."

"And what?" Mu Qing went out with her.

"If you stamp me, you are equivalent to me, so you have to listen to me in everything."

Mu Qing smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

It's good to ask for leave. I have a phone number that specializes in providing temporary labor services, so it's not a problem to go for a day or two.

"Play as much as you want. Don't worry about things in the store. If you don't have enough money, please don't be embarrassed. You can call me to advance the next week's wages."

"Wow~ the boss is great too." Yang Qiaole, the translator behind the photographer, murmured in a low voice, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that they had no inside story."

By the way, I did not forget to secretly take a photo with WeChat and click to send.

While in the photo of Yang Qiaole's low hair, Qin Yue glanced at her, her eyes a little cold.

"No need." Mu Qing said, "You paid us enough wages for us to play carefree for several days."

Xuan nodded too much, did not say any more, and said, "Where are you going this time, and how long do you plan to go?"

"I plan to go to the temple in Rincho first. I heard that there will be a small fireworks display and a mountain **** festival in the evening. Depending on the time, it will be about two days."

"How do you plan to go, do you need me to drive you?"

Mu Qing shook his head: "Don't bother, we can go by tram."

"So, then..." Yan was too hesitant to speak.

Qin Yue leaned to Mu Qing's ear: "The boss seems very embarrassed, is it forbidden to ask for leave?"

"Don't worry, the boss is very happy."

Having said that, Mu Qing also saw the hesitation too much, "Boss, you are worried..."

Yunta stood up, "Please take another step to speak."

After walking to the blind spot of the camera, Mrs. Yuan solemnly bowed to Mu Qing, "I know this is abrupt, but I still hope you will help me once."

"Is it about your wife?" Mu Qing said.

Too too bent lower back, "The day after tomorrow... The day after tomorrow is my wedding anniversary with Kyoko..."

"...You want to see her?"

"I'll pay." Suddenly, Yuta knelt down and reminded Muqing to remember Mrs. Asahina who was kneeling in front of her in her dream last night.

"It doesn't matter how much it is, I will pay." He squatted his head heavily, "Please help me again!"

Mrs. Asahina also knelt down.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but this is beyond my duty..."

Mu Qing was about to refuse, and suddenly remembered what Qin Yue had said to her in her dream.

"If one day, if I die, won't you allow me to stay by my side?"

Qin Yue's words were still in his ears, and Mu Qing took a deep breath and changed his mouth: "Okay, I'll help you."

Yuanta and Kyoko looked up in surprise at the same time.

Mu Qing rubbed her head with a headache when she saw the look they were looking forward to, "Do you have any paint in your house?"

Yan Tai shook his head: "There is no paint, but there are colored pencils and markers."

"Colored lead is fine too. Give me another pencil by the way."

"Are you going to paint?" hesitated too much.

"Your wife is a dead person and belongs to the underworld. If you want to appear in the world, the medium is indispensable." Mu Qing tilted his head to look at him, "and I can only paint, so the medium can only be my painting. Isn't it possible?"

"No, no," Xuantai said quickly, "I'll get you a pen right now."

Five minutes later, Xuantai came in, followed by Qin Yue and the scene of "Ou Lian 2".

"I think you haven't come back for a long time, just come and have a look." Qin Yue sat down beside Mu Qing. She looked at the markers and colored pencils on the table, "Are you ready to paint again?"

Mu Qing tilted her head and smiled, "Yes. It's just..." She moved her gaze to the paper, "I don't plan to paint abstract this time."

She silenced her and focused on painting.

The lens also came up.

One adjusts the focus and aligns it with the drawing paper. The other aimed at Mu Qing and Qin Yue who were sitting together, capturing the subtle expressions on their faces.

The tip of the pen was rustling, and stroked across the paper. Even the draft is not hit, the lines are flying.

At the beginning, everyone, including Qin Yue, thought that Mu Qing was going to draw another abstract ‘line art’.

But soon, someone exclaimed.

"This is..." Qin Yue couldn't help but said, "This is Mrs. Asahina!"

There is a picture of Mrs. Asahina in the living room, and Qin Yue has already remembered her appearance.

"Yes." Mu Qing replied, but his eyes did not leave the drawing paper.

"Oh my God!" Asahina Nantou also exclaimed, "It's almost exactly the same as when Kyoko was young, I thought..."

"Do you think I can only paint abstract paintings?" As soon as the voice fell, the last stroke was completed.

On the yellowed drawing paper, a Japanese woman wearing white dirt appeared on the drawing paper, her eyebrows tactfully looked at the people outside the painting gently.

Vivid and vivid, lifelike. Used as a sustenance for the wedding anniversary, just right.

"So, how much do you plan to pay, boss—" Mu Qing picked up the drawing paper, with a businessman's smile on his face, "Come to buy this painting?"

**

After leaving Xuantai's house, Mu Qing shook her newly acquired 100,000 yen to the camera, and then solemnly handed the money to Qin Yue.

She said: "Okay, salary, hand in."

Qin Yue unceremoniously received the money in his wallet, and curiously said: "I didn't expect you to be a painter. I thought you could only paint abstract paintings. In this way, maybe you can make a lot of money when you go to the park to paint portraits. Okay. That being the case, why didn't you paint it better in the first place?"

"Because I really think it's good to try a new style occasionally. If it is too realistic, I always feel that something is wrong."

"Then why is the painting painted for Mrs. Asahina in a realistic style?"

"Because..." Mu Qingsha said, "I had a nightmare last night."

Qin Yue didn't know why: "Nightmare?"

Mu Qing remembered the two guardian spirits in his dream, "Yes, nightmare. I dreamt that the line art I painted for Asahina and his daughter changed from two-dimensional to three-dimensional. And the three-dimensional feeling... to be honest, it's very strange."

Qin Yue swallowed the phrase "two-dimensional is also very peculiar" and said, "Why do you want to give Mrs. Asahina a portrait suddenly?"

"Anyway, Asahina father and daughter have painted, and if you add a Mrs. Asahina, you can make a family portrait."

"But..." Qin Yue frowned, "I think...Although this is impossible, think about it carefully. If, I mean, if, Asahina, father and daughter and Mrs. Asahina, who have completely different styles of painting, stand together... No Is it more peculiar?"

Mu Qing: "..."

She stopped and imagined the scene of the Asahina family standing together in a completely different style...

Mu Qing: "It seems to be..."

"But..." Mu Qing smiled relievedly, "It's impossible for them to stand together anyway, hahahaha—"

The paintings painted for the father and daughter of Asahina are completely random. However, the paper used to paint Kyoko's portrait is nether paper specially used as a communication medium between humans and ghosts. At a certain time, Kyoko can walk out of the drawing paper.

But this approach has practical limitations.

If Kyoko does not leave the portrait within half an hour, he will really die.

Qin Yue disagreed with Mu Qing's statement: "What if the boss puts the three portraits together and mounts them?"

Mu Qing: "...That's really artistic."

However, what Mu Qing did not expect was that behind them, on the second floor of the Asahina Mansion, Mu Qing painted for the Asahina father and daughter, each walking out.

They gathered around the portrait Mu Qing drew for his wife and curiously asked, "Why do we look different."

Mrs. Asahina and the two guardian spirits also surrounded the white dirt portrait that Mu Qing painted for her.

"Do you think, Master Mu and Master Qin, who likes each other more?"

"Of course Master Mu likes Master Qin more~" Yuan Tai and Li Hui's guardian spirit said together.

Mrs. Asahina smiled, "But I think the actual situation is just the opposite."

"I always feel..." she murmured, "Master Mu passively likes that party..."

Yuan Tai's guardian spirit said: "But no matter who looks at it, Master Mu likes Master Qin more, right?"

Mrs. Asahina was noncommittal: "Maybe."

Rihui's guardian spirit asked, "What is passive liking?"

"Passive liking is..." Mrs. Asahina was halfway talking, shaking her head, "Forget it, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter..."