Chapter 228: A Painting Without Clothes?_1

The crisp sound was like two stones dropped into the heart of a lake, immediately causing ripples to spread out towards the gloomy forest around them.

Ai Lan couldn't help but cry out, 'Ah!'

Looking around again, where was there anything gloomy? It was all indescribably enchanting.

However… the situation felt a bit awkward.

Li Shi watched her, one hand holding an umbrella, one hand covering her buttocks, looking down at a dried branch twenty-eight centimeters long on the ground. It might've been pine wood. Its bark was yellowed but still looked solid because of its thickness.

Ai Ya couldn't help but turn back and ask, 'What's wrong?'

After having long moved his hand away, Li Shi appeared calm. Even after half-raising his body slightly, he remained seated nonchalantly on the stone, and with the paint brush in his right hand, he said, "It's nothing, a mosquito, that's all."

Ai Ya looked puzzled, "Mosquitoes in the winter?"