Chapter 20: Third young master, you continue to continue...

Luan Xiaotian's hands stiffened when he arranged his clothes, did he personally order it?
If you have to plant vegetable seeds now, I am afraid that they can only be harvested in late autumn. Is Nan Yukong serious? This is the most basic common sense.
If they are harvested in late autumn, it is estimated that the vegetables will be frozen and cannot be eaten.
"Housekeeper, otherwise you don't have to be busy, it's not too late to plant vegetables next year."
The housekeeper naturally rejected Luan Xiaotian's proposal. This is what the Third Young Master told him to do. There is no reason for it not to be done.
"What are you talking about?" Nan Yukong was holding two buckets in his hands, which contained a pile of nylon brushes and paints for painting.
Luan Xiaotian didn't ask anything, took the bucket full of paint from Nan Yukong with anger in his hand.
"Go to the back of the house." Nan Yukong tilted his head and said.
Two people came to the back of the house side by side, and a square canvas with two people high and wide was firmly nailed to the wall.
"You wait here." Nan Yukong finished speaking and disappeared.
Where is Nan Yukong?
Don't leave her alone, okay?
Here really...
"Xiaotian?" Nan Yukong panicked for a moment, "What are you doing here?"
And she was shaking all over.
What are you afraid of?
"I, I'm afraid." Luan Xiaotian curled up, burying his head very low, "I'm really scared that I will never see you again."
Really, it's so dark here, so dark that you can't see anything.
I hate this feeling, really hate it.
Nan Yukong held that face and rubbed her thumb back and forth between the corners of her eyes, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm always there."
He had just left for two minutes, and something like this happened and he would never leave her again.
I planned to stay with her since she was very young, and she still hasn't wavered.
The light behind the villa suddenly turned on.
"Three young master..." The housekeeper's remaining words were all pressed into his stomach, touching the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, "You go on, you go on, I have grass to deal with, so I'll leave."
The Third Young Master told him to pull the switch, and he saw such a scene. It was a sin.
Luan Xiaotian felt the surrounding environment suddenly light up, and after a while, the whole person's mood improved a lot.
"How about it, is it better?" Nan Yukong helped Luan Xiaotian, "How can such a big person be afraid of the dark?"
Afraid of the dark?
What's wrong about being afraid of the dark?
Besides, she doesn't want to be afraid of the dark, who made her...
"I don't mean to blame you." Nan Yukong poured all the oil paints on the ground and laid out all the things needed for each step. "Turpentine oil, linseed oil, poppy oil, which one do you plan to use?"
Luan Xiaotian knew that these were the color palettes needed for oil painting, but he didn't expect to ask her.
Her main specialty is not oil painting, but animation.
She is good at comics and plots.
Nan Yukong looked at her, frowning, "Is there any problem?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Luan Xiaotian was taken aback. He picked up the bottles of oil and started to look carefully. Haven't you seen any pigs rolling before eating pork?
Turpentine oil can be used directly for color mixing, or it can be used for color mixing with other media.
Linseed oil dries quickly, the conjunctiva is tough, and is the most widely used, but it also has disadvantages.
Poppy oil has a slow drying time and can be adapted to the wet painting method for a longer period of time, but it should not be used in the underlying paint, otherwise it will affect the drying and cause a confusion in the hierarchy.
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