Chapter 227: Childish Interaction
Tagus Street.

Su Xiaoqiang paid the money and happily rolled up the finished painting.

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to move closer to take a look at the painting, he saw Su Xiaoqiang immediately take a light step back, and then his hand was gently slapped away by Su Xiaoqiang.

"What are you doing coming close to me? Don't you know that physical contact between men and women is not allowed?" Su Xiaoqiang held the painting in his arms, his eyes wide open, but there was no anger in his eyes, instead, he seemed a little nervous.

"No." Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this a painting we both drew together?"

"When did I say this was a painting we both drew together?" The little goddess snorted, glanced at Lu Mingfei, and handed another painting to him, "This is yours."

Lu Mingfei opened the painting in front of him, took a look at it, and was instantly stunned.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the painting itself. The street artist's painting skills are definitely remarkable. In the realistic picture, Lu Mingfei is sitting on a bench, with Tagus Street and Santa María de Mavila Church in the background.

The only problem is...

"Why am I the only one in this painting?" Lu Mingfei asked with a frown.

After closing it and opening it again, there was still only himself in the painting. After Lu Mingfei ruled out the problem of opening it in the wrong way, he looked up at the little goddess sitting opposite him.

"Where are you?"

"Your painting must be just for you." Su Xiaoqiang blinked, put one hand on his waist, and said as if it was a matter of course: "My painting is just for me."

"Then why do we have to sit there and act like models?"

"If we sit together, we can paint two pictures at the same time. It's so hot, even if you are willing to sit there and wait, I don't want to."

Of course, Lu Mingfei would not easily believe the little goddess's lies: "I don't believe it unless you show it to me!"

"No way!" Su Xiaoqiang stuck out his tongue and made a face, "Come and get it if you can."

Lu Mingfei didn't have to watch it originally, but the little angel who playfully stuck out her tongue at him aroused Lu Mingfei's competitive spirit.

I don’t know why, but facing the little angel who teased him like this, Lu Mingfei just wanted to win, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn’t conquer the little angel.

Lu Mingfei took a step forward and was about to reach out to Su Xiaoqiang, but the little goddess immediately hid the painting behind her and stepped back on tiptoe. If he took another step forward, she would take another step back.

Lu Mingfei pressed on step by step, and the little angel dodged and moved lightly. The boy and the girl had a childish interaction on the streets of Portugal.

Although with Lu Mingfei's current skills, if he really wanted to subdue the little goddess and snatch something from her, it would actually be quite easy.

The problem at the moment is that Lu Mingfei can't do anything to the little girl. He has to strike her with the right degree so as not to hurt her, and also has to consider not touching her key parts. But the little girl was very careful to hide the painting behind her, and only hit her with the ball from the front.

From Su Xiaoqiang's perspective, she only needs to hide the painting behind her, but from Lu Mingfei's perspective, there are many things to consider.

He had to find a way to snatch the painting from the little fairy's hands, avoid those sensitive parts that were jumping, swaying, elastic and ready to move, and also find a way not to damage the painting.

Su Xiaoqiang seemed to have noticed Lu Mingfei's fear of the consequences. When Lu Mingfei reached out his hand, she immediately turned around to greet him head-on, so Lu Mingfei immediately withdrew his hand. Then the little goddess would blink at her, curl her lips, and reveal a mocking smirk.

If Liu Miaomiao teased him like this, Lu Mingfei would just reach out and hug her waist and kiss her, and Liu Miaomiao would fall into his arms obediently. But facing Su Xiaoqiang's teasing behavior, Lu Mingfei had no other choice.

What could he do? He couldn't treat the little goddess like he did to Liu Miaomiao, right?

Lu Mingfei stopped and looked at the little goddess in silence.

Su Xiaoqiang took a step back lightly, put one hand on his waist like a winner, looked at Lu Mingfei and said, "What, you admit defeat? You don't plan to rob anymore?"

Seeing Lu Mingfei didn't say a word or reply, Su Xiaoqiang was also stunned for a moment, then his tone softened a little, and he leaned forward slightly towards Lu Mingfei with his hands behind his back, pursed his lips tentatively and asked: "What's wrong? You're not still angry, are you?"

Seeing that Su Xiaoqiang was off guard, Lu Mingfei's eyes focused, and suddenly, like a lion that had been lying in wait for its prey to show a flaw, he pounced on the little fairy in front of him.

“Now!” Lu Mingfei suddenly stretched out his hand towards the half-exposed painting of the little goddess hidden behind her hips.

Su Xiaoqiang obviously didn't expect Lu Mingfei to launch a sneak attack, and subconsciously she quickly retreated. As a result, her steps became disorderly in a hurry, and her high heels tripped over each other.

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment when he suddenly lost his balance. He only saw the scenery in his field of vision suddenly flying downwards, and the man fell backwards uncontrollably.

It’s over! This was the first thought that flashed through Su Xiaoqiang’s mind.

It didn't matter that she fell, but she still protected the painting behind her.

If I continue to fall like this, the painting will...

Su Xiaoqiang closed his eyes.

However, the imagined scene of falling to the ground did not happen, because an arm that was both strange and familiar had already passed around her waist and hugged her in time before she fell.

Feeling her sensitive waist being held tightly by arms, Su Xiaoqiang opened her eyes and saw the boy's carefully groomed clean face close at hand.

The long-lost scene seemed like a dream, as if it took her back to many days ago, when she boldly proposed to a boy at a social dance in the name of pretending to be her boyfriend.

After their first dance, they sneaked out of the party and were walking on the lawn downstairs of the hotel. When she accidentally fell, the boy held her waist in the same way.

He didn't belong to anyone at that time.

"Are you okay, little angel?" Lu Mingfei asked with a little worry on his face.

Su Xiaoqiang closed her eyes again, her little heart pounding wildly as if a thousand deer were running in her chest. She thought to herself that she must never go out wearing high heels again!
Especially when hanging out with this guy!
"No, it's okay!"

After briefly coming to his senses, Su Xiaoqiang immediately stood up and pushed the boy away, but his legs went weak for some reason, his whole body felt numb, and he could hardly stand steadily.

"Are you really okay?" Lu Mingfei was still a little worried, "Your ankle isn't sprained or anything?"

I don't know why, but when girls with him have a fall or something like that, they tend to sprain their feet. It's like some kind of curse.

Su Xiaoqiang bit his lip, lowered his head, and tried to move his ankle. The ankle joint moved normally, without any signs of sprain.

"It's not twisted..."

For some reason, Su Xiaoqiang still felt some regret in his heart.

Feeling the touch and temperature of the boy's palm, which was still lingering on her waist, Su Xiaoqiang bit her lip and looked away, pretending to be calm as she smoothed her messy hair: "Look how rude you are, you almost made me fall down - well, if you really want to see it, I'll show it to you."

As Su Xiaoqiang spoke, he handed the painting hidden behind him to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei didn't know if the little goddess was playing hard to get, but after what happened just now, he certainly didn't have the mood or the convenience to really take the painting and look at it, so he immediately said:
“No, no, no…” Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Well, I have already given you a chance, but you didn't look at it." The little goddess pouted and said, "You can't come and snatch it again later."

Lu Mingfei curled his lips, but in fact he still wanted to see some of it.

"The work is done, and the painting is finished." Su Xiaoqiang put his hands behind his back and tiptoed towards Lu Mingfei. "Since you don't want to see it - then let's go back?"

I didn't notice it when I was sitting side by side with the little angel, but after opening my phone and taking a look, I realized that it was indeed getting late.

Lu Mingfei nodded, and Su Xiaoqiang walked lightly to Lu Mingfei's side, keeping a distance of about half a meter, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him, without noticing that the painting in his hand had quietly unfolded behind him.

In the painting, a girl and a boy sit side by side on a bench, with the Santa María de Mavila Church in the background. In the realistic painting, the boy sits a little stiffly, and the girl looks a little nervous. But it can be seen that both the boy and the girl have happy emotions on their faces.

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(End of this chapter)