106 The scenery in the suburbs is good

Ten minutes later, Haifeng stopped the car and got out of the car. Leng Xueqing also opened her eyes at this time. As soon as she saw it, she got out of the car.

"This is where you said." It looked really beautiful at a glance. He closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and raised his head. I'm coming from the suburbs! Ah ah!" Screaming, I feel everything about nature, which is even more beautiful. If only I were like this.

Haifeng looked at it and smiled. Ah!" I also learned to scream.

"How about it! Not bad." He said to Leng Xueqing.

Leng Xueqing nodded. Very good. Shen Wenxuan didn't bring me here. You have to talk about him when you go back. Yes! Even in the past, not to mention the present, how could a workaholic man bring himself here? If he hadn't met his friend Haifeng today, he wouldn't have known that there was such a place. If the air is good, the person will be good, and his spirit will naturally be better, not to mention his mood. It seems that he can really forget all the unhappy things. Things.

"I'm a happy bird. I can't fly high if I want to fly. I'm a..." Leng Xueqing sang. Although the lyrics were wrong, she was very happy.

Hai Feng didn't expect a woman to look better. Do you want me to draw a picture for you? Say it for a time.

"Good! Just like what you just said." After saying that, he helped Haifeng take out the painting tool, put his lipstick on his lips, and then printed it on the white paper, and a red lip was printed on it.

"It's up to you to draw. How to draw is your ability as a great painter." When I was happy, I looked at the other party and slowly drew it. I was helping to carry things. Looking at it, if only I could draw it. At that time, I also had these things, but there was none of them in the last marriage.

Hai Feng drew a face and highlighted Leng Xueqing's lips vividly, so that people can know what this means at a glance, but everyone has their own opinions.

"Very good. You are a talented painter, aren't you a master?" Haifeng, what kind of man is this? I met a painter, who was also my dream. For many years, I haven't thought about it for many years. Now, my eyes are a little wet. It's all whose fault is it. If it continues in those years, I can also draw better. It must be no worse than this man. Go.

Painting is one of her dreams, but this dream has long been dead. Today, looking at his paintings and coming back to life, she will definitely learn it carefully.

"You don't have to give me this. As a gift for you, you will come to Shen Wenxuan's house and we will have dinner together. It must be very good." This feeling is really good. It's no wonder that it's not good without everything.

Haifeng smiled. It seems that you like painting, why don't you learn it? But with me as a painter who can hand it over to you, you don't have to learn it elsewhere. I'm very good at making friends and more heart-to-heart, don't you think so? Haifeng smelled Leng Xueqing's body.

"Good taste is that there are too many things on your mind, otherwise your taste will be better, which will be better. Otherwise, the paintings will have no humanity and no life. I believe you will learn well and may become a famous painter in the future." There is nothing wrong with saying that. I don't know why I said that. It's a feeling.

"Huh! Don't do this. I won't fall in love with you. There is only one person I love. You should know that I am a friend or a master-apprentice relationship with you, and nothing else is not. Yes! You have to say that Shanghai Feng will not be moved by yourself. Who you are, a messy woman, but no one knows. If one day you know, you won't say so. What'll leave her one by one and see all this clearly, so as long as you are happy now, you can do it in the future. In the future, it will be said that they are all gone. It's not that they can't live alone.

"Fat in love with you really lifts me up. There is nothing between me and you. You think too much. I'm just a painter, contacting different people for better creation." As soon as Haifeng finished speaking, she stroked the cold snowy black hair. The hair is not very good. You have to take good care of it, otherwise no one will want you. Speaking loudly, he got a look, which was even more angry.

"You have to be careful, otherwise one day you will fall in love with someone and you will be pissed off." Humph! Really, what does it have to do with black silk? But I also know that things have happened recently, one after another. How can I be in the mood to go?

What's more, Tianyufeng's words, don't be afraid that it's fake, that is, standing here, people are far away from everything, but their hearts can still speak, what are they afraid of?

"Would you like to take a walk and have a look? I'm the first to come back. Do you come here often? This place is really good. There is no sound of cars and screaming. It's really good. If you could live here all the time, how good it would be." With that, looking at the place not far away, it seemed that it was really possible that there was no one, only herself, without fear, nothing, and forgetting herself.

Haifeng listened and always felt that this woman had something on her mind and didn't want to tell others. Looking at her back, it seemed to be a dead figure. Although she is alive now, she will leave one day. No one will know where she will go, disappear here, disappear in the world, and leave forever, just slowly waiting for something. .

At this time, a picture flashed in my mind, so I took out the pen and painting and slowly drew it, just as Leng Xueqing was about to turn around.

"Don't turn around, turn around later, and I'll just draw it." Whispered, Leng Xueqing did not turn around, looked ahead, and did not object to his intention of drawing herself.

Hai Feng painted and always felt the smell of death. His background seemed to have something, as if he could pass through her body and see everything in front of him, but the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't make people understand what was wrong with this woman. She wanted to do something, just stood here and looked into the distance, and was waiting for something.

Haifeng finished painting after an hour, otherwise he could have finished it at his speed in half an hour. You can move." Slowly speaking, Leng Xueqing turned around. Hai Feng looked at it, and her heart tightened and jumped even more.

"It's finished. Do you want me to have a look?" After saying that, he came to him and looked at his painting. It's very good, but it seems that something is missing. Do you want to go back something back? Asking, pointing forward.

"What's missing?" Haifeng didn't see it at all.

"It would be better if you were drawing some stones." Point to the things on the ground. It's also good to add a little weed to it. That would be perfect. Hearing this, Haifeng stared at her closely. She didn't know what was wrong with Leng Xueqing. She was embarrassed to lower her head.

"It's a pity if you don't learn to draw. Don't worry, you will learn it." He screamed loudly and slowly drew according to what Leng Xueqing said. He felt that it was unusual, with a little more sadness and death. At the same time, it was all black on the side, no! It's black as a whole, and there is a mysterious feeling. Two people said something and finally finished a good painting.

"Call it the back of death!" What do you think?

Haifeng took a look and nodded. It was the background of death.

Look at this picture, yes. Maybe one day, like a painting, leaving here is also the arrival of death.

"It's getting late. Are you going back? I'm afraid Shen Wenxuan will worry about me and will definitely call me then." Yes! I'm also afraid of staying too long and don't want to go back.

Haifeng heard it. Don't worry, he won't say anything about you when you're with me. With that, he found that Leng Xueqing was unusual. No wonder Shen Wenxuan fell in favor with her. Why didn't he meet her? Instead, he let the man see it first and found a good girl.

As soon as he thought of this, he shook his head, "What are you thinking? This is Shen Wenxuan's woman. She has nothing to do with herself. She just wants to learn painting. She is just like this. She is much worse than other women." Thinking in his heart, he took Leng Xueqing's slender little hand.

"The sunset here is also good. Do you want to go back together?" I don't want to leave so early, and there is a beautiful woman in front of me. What should I do when I go back?

"Okay, let's go back after watching it." With that, I found a place to do it, looked at the sky and blinked my eyes. It was really quiet and I really wanted to stay like this.

But I can't, really can't. If I don't go back, Shen Wenxuan will definitely call me and definitely...

Hai Feng looked at it and said nothing, but she felt that Leng Xueqing was like this on the surface, but the inner world was different from others. What was it different? Was there something, or there was still a scared look, blinking and hesitating, thinking about something.

The hand held the other party's hand. Leng Xueqing looked at it and didn't say anything. She just smiled and didn't mean to throw it away.

Men are like this, that's right! She looked too much. I don't know why she didn't mean to get rid of Haifeng's hand. She didn't know what happened. It seemed that this was really calm, and her heart was not jumping around, but even became calm. Even if she was like Shen Wenxuan, she would not be so calm, so she didn't want to dump it. Open the other man's big hand.