"Mo Mo, Xiu Yuan came to see you?"
Xiao Mo frowned, Ye Xiuyuan, why did he come to her at this time? Maybe something happened.
Looking up, he saw Ye Xiuyuan rushing towards him in a dusty manner. The dull hair on his head was still twisting and dancing, which was in sharp contrast to his cold and paralyzed face. Xiao Mo smiled.
Ye Xiu was far from what Xiao Mo was smiling about, but looking at Xiao Mo's crooked eyebrows made his heart warm.
"Go upstairs and talk" Xiao Mo took Ye Xiuyuan upstairs. Ye Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Mo's room. It was as clean as Xiao Mo. The blue and white checkered sheets gave people a particularly refreshing feeling. The few people in front of the window Potted plants make the whole room fresher.
"Brother Ye, why didn't you come to school today?" Xiao Mo thought for a while, but he still showed concern on the surface.
"Some things at home have been delayed," Ye Xiuyuan explained.
Xiao Mo nodded and did not continue to ask. Ye Xiuyuan didn't want to tell him directly and she would not take the initiative to ask.
Ye Xiu never forgot the purpose of his trip. He carefully spread the painting flat on the table and slowly opened it.
Xiao Mo's pupils shrank, it was Aoxue Hanmei, it turned out to be Aoxue Hanmei.
Xiao Mo's painting skills are not very good, but the one who paints the best is definitely Aoxue Hanmei. After all, he taught her to paint that painting stroke by stroke. She didn't know how to cherish it at first. Since he left, she has In the winter, she would sit in the yard and draw, but she still couldn't paint with his charm. She wanted to learn, but he was no longer around to teach her.
But the Aoxue Hanmei in front of her was much better than the one she painted. It wasn't that Xiao Mo's skills were poor, but that Xiao Mo had too much anger in his heart. How could he paint such an elegant and refined Hanmei.
This painting of Aoxue Hanmei has a bit of the elegance of his past, but still has a bit of the youthful youth unique to him. Looking at the unique character "衿" under the painting, Xiao Mo asked curiously: "Brother Ye, what is the name of this painting?" Did Ye Zijin draw it?"
Ye Xiuyuan was also surprised, but he felt relieved when he thought about the young man's acquaintance with Zhang Youhua. He nodded, "It was painted by Zijin. How about it? It's not bad. I don't know if you like Aoxue Hanmei, so I brought Rang Take a look"
Zi Jin's shout was quite affectionate, and a playful smile appeared on Xiao Mo's mouth. Ye Xiuyuan was not someone who could easily get along with others. Now, for some reason, one of them gave me a painting, and the other one shouted affectionately. Zijin, if Xiao Mo hadn't known that both of them were boys, he would have thought they were in love.
"I like it, how could I not like it?" She hadn't seen such a beautiful Aoxue Hanmei for a long time, and she really couldn't put it down.
Ye Xiuyuan could see that the boy was happy, and the corners of his mouth were getting wider and wider, and he felt very proud. If Xiao Mo turned his head and looked at it at this time, he would see Ye Xiuyuan's fox tail wagging around, very proud.
Ye Xiuyuan chatted with Xiao Mo for a while, and when he saw that it was getting late, he planned to go home. At this time, Grandma Zhang said: "Xiuyuan, it's getting late today, so let's rest here for the night. Let's take a walk at the kid's house. The road is not good at all. Let’s rest here with grandma and sleep with Mo Mo... "
Ye Xiuyuan: "."? ! Did happiness come so suddenly
Xiao Mo: "." Grandma, I didn't hear what you were saying because of the strong wind.
The glutinous rice ball wiped the non-existent nosebleed on the side of the nose: [It’s so exciting].
Ye Xiuyuan still excused herself modestly. How could Grandma Zhang not see the expectation in Ye Xiuyuan's eyes? She thought it was a child who was thin-skinned, so she immediately decided to let Ye Xiuyuan and Xiao Mo sleep together.
(End of chapter)