134 Fairy in Picture

Hai Feng was not talking about watching, but focused on the painting after creating faster, while the other two looked at their beloved and did not say a word.

If you want Haifeng to remember more, you can only use your eyes and lips, and even more carefully, otherwise what is it?

Everyone has everyone's way to go. At the same time, there are different ways of life and living. Slowly, Haifeng threw out the pen in his hand, drew a beautiful arc in the air, slowly fell to the ground and heard the sound of the pen.

"Is it finished?" Leng Xueqing asked softly and looked at Hai Feng with a smiling face. She knew that it must have been painted, but she didn't know how the painting was, but she also believed the pen in his hand, otherwise she would not become a painter.

As soon as Shen Wenxuan heard it, he came to the edge of the painting. He was stunned. This is what you drew." Pulling Haifeng to ask, Haifeng took a look. Didn't you watch and ask?" Really, what's wrong with this man? What's the problem? But it's very good. Is this man crazy? He won't really go crazy for a woman. Otherwise, he won't sleep well until the painting is finished and slowly look at Leng Xueqing.

opened his eyes and said, "This is not me. It seems that there are some different fairies who really came from the sky to the world." Say it, yes! Take a closer look at myself. Some places were removed by Haifeng, and some things were added to the portrait of his whole body. "How did you draw it? You must give it to me, otherwise I will go anywhere and where I go." Speaking loudly, he was also happy and even more excited.

But someone won't agree. No, just follow me. He still doesn't need it. Don't forget that I'm your man. Your future husband is nothing. At most, he can be said to be a friend. You don't have to think about anything else. Do you hear me? A tasteful talk.

Haifeng heard it. A man is not a man. Really, with the opposite sex, he forgets me as a friend of the same sex. It seems that I have to be careful in the future, otherwise I don't know how to die. Don't you think so? With that, he looked at Leng Xueqing.

The ice and snow smiled. It's okay. He joked. You won't die, but you have to live well. Do you hear me? I said it to Haifeng, but in my heart, I told it to listen to Shen Wenxuan and stroked the painting painted by Haifeng. "It feels different. It's not so lifeless, but why does it look like there are so many worries?" Leng Xueqing said it.

Shen Wenxuan listened and took a closer look. There is this saying, but it doesn't matter. It's just that painting can't be a real person. If it's a real person, he will ask it slowly.

Haifeng smiled. It's good to know, otherwise you can have a living life, don't you think so? When I deliberately said it, I also smelled the female body fragrance from Leng Xueqing's body.

"It tastes good. If only it were in the painting." After saying that, he took out another color and added it casually, so that two people could smell a smell, as if it were really a woman's body fragrance.

"You are really good. There will be a lot of development. Don't forget that I'm Leng Xueqing. Anyway, I'm a family, don't you think?" He said loudly, but it's hard to say whether he is still there or not, isn't it?

Shen Wenxuan doesn't want to say anything. This painting is like another person, as if it is different from Leng Xueqing. It's not the real side, just another place in the painting, but why do you feel fear in his heart, as if he can smell everything from death, as if it were true. But why do these two people smell different? It's puzzling that they are really afraid of losing Leng Xueqing, otherwise they wouldn't have been like this.

This smell has not been told to Hai Feng and Leng Xueqing. If they say it, these two people will definitely scold themselves for being sick, otherwise they will be crazy.

Anyway, this painting is really beautiful. There is nothing to say. It is also the first woman painting painted by Haifeng when he returned to China. Is it going to be given to him?

"I said, is Haifeng going to be given to me?" He asked and looked at Haifeng. Haifeng listened. NO!" Say it.

"Is this?" Shen Wenxuan didn't know what to ask.

"Shen Wenxuan's painting is to be put here. You don't have to worry about it. Just take care of yourself. Look at your eyes and you will know. You have to have a good rest for a while or sleep on the second floor today. What you want here is not much different from your home. Have a good sleep." Point to the second floor and let Shen Wenxuan go to bed first, and he will sleep later.

"If you want to sleep with us, you can wear this to sleep. Anyway, it's very good." Humph! This feeling is really good.

Haifeng will not be happy. You don't have to." Hearing this, Leng Xueqing knew what it meant. Who wears this to sleep? Are you sick? He touched Shen Wenxuan's forehead. It seems that you are really sick. Go to bed. Don't you have to work tomorrow? You have to get up early. Look at this night and you will know. Don't be too tired. It's also a kind of concern, and it's also a kind of don't want the two big men to get angry for themselves and quarrel, not everything she thinks and sees.

What is a friend? It's rare to make a good friend. It's not easy to talk about it. So these two people won't... so we have to let Shen Wenxuan sleep well.

In addition, I'm also a little tired and sleepy. I really want to sleep and take a look at the painting. It would be nice if I were like that, but I'm not a fairy, let alone a fairy, just a little girl living in the world, and an ordinary woman. I just want to live well and look at the person I love. OK, there is nothing else, let alone think about it.

Haifeng saw the meaning of Leng Xueqing. All right! We're tired too. Let's go to bed. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Yes! What are you talking about tomorrow? At that time, Shen Wenxuan also went to work. This man is a workaholic. Otherwise, what is it? His own woman is not good to accompany him. Really, sometimes he can't take care of other people's affairs.

What a person is, that's all, and it's nothing. "Go to sleep." Haifeng said to Leng Xueqing.

"Okay! So are you." I ignored Shen Wenxuan. He came to the second floor, entered a room, and watched another person follow closely. The first one jumped to the ** side. Leng Xueqing didn't know what to say, but she had to close the door.

is also right! That's what this man thinks when he paints, otherwise what he thinks.

Haifeng below doesn't know what to say. "It seems that I have to find a girlfriend soon." He sighed, did it, stared at the painting closely, and put his hand on it, "If only it were true, it would definitely..." with an evil smile.