Bo Feng didn't want to look at the painting.
He just wanted to kiss the painter.
But can he say that
cannot.
sit there and nod
"it is good."
Su Yan turned around and went upstairs to the studio.
Soon, he took the painting out of the studio.
A few days ago, she purposely framed that picture.
Take the painting down from upstairs, about one meter away.
A very large pair.
Su Yan wiped off the sweat from her brow and asked
"How about it?"
Sitting there, Bo Feng watched Su Yan's lips open and close, her eyes seemed to be filled with water.
his throat rolls up and down
"Yea, very good."
Su Yan looked at him, and then at the painting.
She reached out and tapped the frame,
"I'm asking about painting, don't look at me."
At this time, Bo Feng's gaze slowly shifted from Su Yan to Hua.
After a few glances.
Bo Feng was speechless.
Su Yan's drawing is very similar, with cold and hard lines, and that slightly indifferent eyes.
Wearing a suit, the buttons are neatly buttoned, abstinent, expensive, and unattainable.
However, for some reason, our Mr. Bo Feng's eyes looking at this painting changed several times.
Then look away.
Tapping fingertips on the armrest of the sofa
"not good."
His lazy voice spoke outrageous and harsh words.
Su Yan was taken aback.
Then stare at the painting carefully.
Every part is drawn just right, the eyes and face shape are almost replicated in proportion.
she doubts
"What's wrong?"
Bo Feng's voice sounded again
"Nowhere is good."
Su Yan was a little angry.
She lowered her head, carrying the painting and wanted to transport it to the studio again
"It's fine if you don't like it."
Bo Feng stood up and walked over.
He picked up the painting and took Su Yan's hand along the way.
"Why have I never seen you draw one for me?"
Su Yan blinked.
Did not speak.
Bo Feng closed his eyes, consciously saying something wrong.
This painting is not 'he'.
He didn't say anything but just carried the painting and put it into the studio again.
He didn't want to see the painting.
Get angry when you see it.
If he was Bo Feng, he would probably be very happy.
Unfortunately, he is not Bo Feng, he is Jun Yu.
Although, from a certain point of view, Bo Feng is also a part of him.
But looking at it, I was still angry.
At noon today, in the sudden accident of the nurse.
Bo Feng's blood mixed with Su Yan's blood and dripped into the raindrop crystal.
woke him up.
When he woke up, he found Xiaoguai was sleeping in his arms with his eyes closed.
What else is more joyful than this?
Then, he fused the memory of his original body, Bo Feng.
It was found that Xiaoguai was really accommodating to this Bo Feng.
Probably to enjoy the treatment.
I also want to see when Xiaoguai will find out that he is a matter of Junyu.
He never said anything.
Use Bo Feng's identity to get along with her.
Now at this moment, when I saw the self-portrait drawn by Xiaoguai for Bo Feng, I thought that she had never painted herself.
So much so that I couldn't hold back.
I ate my own vinegar.
She draws very well, no, very well.
So much so that when he looked at the painting, he didn't like it anywhere.
Su Yan didn't know if he didn't understand what he said or what, so he didn't ask him.
Even after he walked out of the studio, the depressed look just now disappeared.
After a while, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, Assistant Zhang walked in with two chefs.
There are also freshly collected seafood and other ingredients.