131 Don't worry

Leng Xueqing is facing Haifeng! I don't know what to say, but what can happen? No matter what happens, I can only do it slowly.

All things and things, no matter what, have to rely on yourself. It's a good thing to draw yourself. "Can you draw it or not?" This is also the main problem. Looking at the sky, it got dark. I don't know if he had eaten it or not. Looking at a man named Haifeng in front of him.

"Don't worry, it will get well soon." I don't know why I agree to paint her, but it's also my pleasure. Maybe one day I will sell it at a good price.

Thinking about it, Shen Wenxuan can see what he thinks. It's not wrong to be careful. Now he also finds that what he sometimes says to Leng Xueqing seems to be the same, as if he is afraid of something. He is afraid of a person, but who has he ever been afraid of, only his parents, and who else will there be?

What is the wind? It can move and blow, but the result is the same. When the sun comes, everything is beautiful. All right! It's time to draw." Yes! Such a MM, isn't it a pity if you don't draw it, but you can't get it, and sometimes it's good to see it.

Leng Xueqing is doing it. She just wants the other party to draw like this, and she doesn't have to do any posture. This is very tiring. It's better to do it. It depends on the pen in Hai Feng's hand. It's not how she wants to do it. It's fine. It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. As long as you stay in a painting in the world, you can remember yourself and don't remember it for too long. A month is a year, and then you can burn the painting, and nothing else.

Haifeng began to draw. Although it is ready, it has to be painted slowly. It will take time to draw this. It may take a night.

"Maybe it will take one night." Haifeng said to Leng Xueqing, his hands were moving and his eyes were moving. Looking at the painting, his hands would stop and think about something.

"Yes, as long as you draw it well." She has a lot of time, yes! There are many.

But others didn't. She did have it. Anyway, just draw it well. It's also something she left behind. What Yufeng said that day, when she showed herself the photo, she thought of death, and she could smell that terrible things were about to happen, so she could also take pictures of herself, but she didn't want to draw it. It will be more interesting, won't it?

"That's good. I'm afraid you're not in good health and won't let me draw overnight." She is beautiful, but Chu Chu is touching and pitiful, but why is there still a smell of death now? Is it hers? It is found from her body? This feeling is not the first thing. After thinking about it a lot, I don't ask. It's not good for me to ask.

People are good and can make themselves smell this strange smell. It's strange not to scold. In addition, how can Leng Xueqing's loving man think of dying? He thinks too much.

But the pen in my hand is not like this. When painting, it will also draw a sense of death in it, which gives vitality to everything in the painting. It can also see some people and things. What's more, it makes people want to open and walk in slowly.

"How about it? Is it easy to draw? Why don't you take a break?" Yes! In order to draw her, you can't be too tired. Haifeng is a good man. When he sees this, he cares about himself and helps himself.

Something happened to me. Why is he by his side, not his favorite man? Where will Shen Wenxuan be? Can he only work or work? Maybe compared with her, work and money are the main ones, and on the day she dies, who will be by her side, the man she loves or him? ne.

What is between thinking and thinking? What I think of is that I am Shen Wenxuan. Maybe when I was still alive that day, this man also left me, and so did Hai Feng. This also thought a lot. Today, I remembered that it was sad or painful, and what happened because I had done too many wrong things in my last life.

Otherwise, it's still God's arrangement to prepare for her next life, maybe.

She is not a good person, but she is not a bad person. Sometimes good and sometimes bad.

"Don't worry, how are you? Can you do it?" Haifeng has nothing to worry about. He is worried about a person. Although it is very good to look at the portrait, he has to draw faster. He is afraid that this woman will fall asleep. This is something he doesn't want to see. He is a painter and the most annoying woman of this kind, but there is nothing he can do if he falls asleep. In addition, he has been helping himself all day. Busy and tired is understandable.

"If it can work, you can draw it. It's okay. Take your time. You can't scrimble, or you can see it." Reminding him to say something, he smiled slightly, and Haifeng also nodded his head.

"Don't worry, you won't scrimble. Anyway, you are the first MM I drew after returning to China. You can't scrimble." With that, he also smiled softly and responded to the other party's smile.

"It's good to know, or I'll let Shen Wenxuan eat you." It's not that she eats it. If Shen Wenxuan looks at the painting, what kind of feeling will it be? She will also say that she is beautiful or not. Anyway, she has to leave something.

I don't know which day she left. It didn't hurt people, or everyone left her one by one. In the end, she was alone and finally embarked on the route of suicide. This possibility is also possible. If Tianyufeng died earlier than himself, maybe this will not happen.

"That's it! I can't underestimate you. You are a little girl. You can't afford to offend her. Naturally, you have to draw better. Haha! He laughed loudly.

"It's right to know." Yes! Listening to the laughter, there will also be laughter in the room, and her heart is also smiling. I believe that everything will pass and will not hurt, let alone think about everything in the past. Everything will become better.

Haifeng is painting, which is quite serious. Anyway, it is the first time to draw this kind of painting. Naturally, you have to be careful. In addition, it is still Shen Wenxuan's woman. For painting women, he often draws, and it is not a big deal. It is also very normal. For art, painting can draw anything.

Two people look at me, I look at you, they are all thinking about different things, but one thing is the same, that is, how to draw and how to draw the best, which can make the characters in the painting more lifelike, just like living. This is the main reason why Haifeng paints cold and snow, with a slight smile and serious face. Leng Xueqing didn't say anything more, but sometimes she blinked her eyes and looked ahead. It seemed that she could see Shen Wenxuan's face and smiled even more, and she smiled gently.