Xun Fu's eyes were lit up instantly.
Art gallery?
Did Luan Luan go to the art museum?
Shao Yun went too?
Still waiting for him to ask carefully.
A short video came over there.
Xun Fu couldn't wait to open it.
The girl in the video sits on the selection table with a spicy strip in her mouth.
The posture is leisurely and unruly.
Luan Luan is always so dazzling, she is like the brightest star in the sky.
People can't move their eyes.
Xun Fu nestled in the sofa, holding the phone in both hands.
Watching the girl in the video over and over again.
The light from outside the window hit his face, covering him with a white halo.
He was holding the phone, quiet and well-behaved.
No one knows how fast his heart beats.
Luan Luan gave him the meaning of life, and she pulled him out of the abyss of pessimism.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head.
Xun Fu groaned, and his phone fell on the sofa.
The pain did not dissipate, but became sharper and sharper.
He turned pale with pain and rolled on the sofa holding his head.
It fell to the ground with a "plop".
"It hurts."
Xun Fu's pale face suddenly became flushed, which was an abnormal heat.
Dense beads of sweat ooze from his forehead.
He held his head, his uncomfortable face was distorted.
Xun Fu breathed, and before he became confused, he murmured two words.
"Luan Luan."
Suddenly, his figure stopped moving.
A long time, a long time.
He put down his hands and stretched out his curled body.
Then sat up from the ground.
The glass on the balcony clearly reflected his face.
It's not like the innocence and humbleness before, but a lazy and lazy.
The pure black eyes are bottomless, and a closer look reveals a kind of indifference that cannot be tolerated in the world.
He picked up the phone that hadn't blacked out and watched the video above.
A smile slowly appeared on the sloppy face.
The smile seemed to be petting, and cold, with a touch of sarcasm.
I just don't know who these expressions are for.
He tapped the phone screen lightly, following the girl's appearance.
Xunfu.
He rubbed his aching forehead, "Do you even want to join?"
When he was about to come out, he desperately stopped.
His voice couldn't be heard, but the ending sound was cold.
If anyone is here, they must be so scared that they tremble all over and dare not speak out.
It seems that the peace of more than ten years cannot be maintained.
"but……"
He stared at the glass door, as if looking at others through the glass door.
"You have to remember that this body can't help you, and she, don't think about it."
"Also, I am the boss."
At this moment, Xun Jie dissipated a little laziness and carelessness, a bit more brutal.
The things hidden in him are slowly waking up, indifferent and cold.
It seemed that even the air seemed to be shaken by him.
Xun Jie smiled coldly, stood up and left the small bungalow.
Art gallery
Zuo Qingxuan slowly walked onto the stage.
She is the oldest sculptor in the art museum and the artist most anticipated by everyone.
As soon as she came out, Director Liu immediately took it seriously.
He laughed and said to Mo Luan: "This is the youngest sculptor in our museum. He has a very good talent. Missy must comment on something later."
Mo Luan bit the spicy strip and said casually: "Since he is a talented person, his carving skills should be very good. I'll just applaud later."
Director Liu smiled and said: "She is a newcomer who was selected this year. After all, she is not experienced enough, and she still needs some advice from the eldest lady."
Mo Luan smiled.