"Hey, you listen to me first, okay!"

As soon as Meng Fanhua finished speaking, one walked into the bedroom, and I went, she didn't know whether to be moved or helpless.

"What is this? This painting?"

"Who let you in?"

"No, Lin Xiaohua, this is a painting?"

"Well, I'm idle. ”

Hehe, Meng Fanhua believes that he is a ghost!

Meng Fanhua roughly calculated, about the size of the exhibition shelf, the amplitude of one meter eight, he said that it was painted casually?

She gently pushed Lin Ruhua away, sat on the edge of the bed and carefully examined the painting, it was when she was wearing the Wei Tuo flower dress and reading a book in the crew, but did he take the photo at this time?

Or did you draw it from memory?

Even the details are vivid, especially which jade-colored pod tassel is pressed on the placket, and the painting is even more wonderful.

"Is this me?"

"Or else?"

"Do you draw by drawing?"

"Hmm. ”

"Hey, you don't face her every day?"

"Shut up!"

"No, I'm not done. You see it's filthy again, isn't it!"

"Get me out!"

After Lin Yihua finished speaking, he planned to push her out.

But Meng Fanhua didn't, his bedroom was used as a trampoline by her.

"Don't jump!"

"You promise me not to kick me out, and I won't jump. ”

"Okay, I think you're going to play with fire, aren't you? ”

Lin Bihua looked a little serious, and Meng Fanhua was immediately well-behaved.

"I was wrong! I just admired your painting skills, but I didn't expect you to have these two moments. ”

"There's a lot of things you didn't expect. ”

"Eh, this sentence is so familiar, did I say it?"

"Huh. ”

"By the way, no wonder you didn't call me, it turns out that there is someone in the painting to accompany you?"

"Yes, the painting is fine, and I ran out of it and ran up to Hiroki by myself. What do you say I should do?"

"Lin Xiaohua! Qiuqiu is still outside. ”

Qiuqiu heard this sentence in the living room, and immediately reacted to find a bathroom.

"You talk, I'll go to the bathroom, don't delay you!"

"Less nonsense, let's get down to business!"

"Get Out~"

"I don't. ”

Her logic can no longer be described by a ghost horse elf, it is simply ambitious, Lin Bihua does not reject the so-called strong woman, he also admitted that he was attracted by this thoughtful girl from the beginning, but in her game of chess, his role cannot be described as unpleasant, two male protagonists, whether this play can be criticized or not is one thing, it is difficult to subvert a person's cognition, not to mention, Lin Bihua is a first-line star, and the two male protagonists are mothers to him.

"Don't worry, my heart is all about you, you can shoot. ”

"Get me out!"

"Oh, then I'll be waiting for you in the living room. ”

Meng Fanhua came out of the bedroom, and Qiuqiu stood outside the bedroom stealing fun.

"What are you happy about, what are you happy about!"

"I was told by Brother Hua, I said that Brother Hua couldn't agree. ”

"Shut your crow's mouth!"

Meng Fanhua and Qiuqiu walked to the living room on the second floor, sat on the sofa, and looked at the sky outside.

It was her first time at his house, and it turned out that the layout of his house was so different, and the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite the sofa were more direct.

There is no TV cabinet, and the sofa in the living room is facing a window, floor-to-ceiling windows.

"What? Interested in the renovation of Brother Hua's house?"

"I just didn't expect that he also likes floor-to-ceiling windows. ”

"You and Brother Hua are the same, and it's okay, you two will soon be able to reach a consensus when you decorate the wedding room. Hey. ”

Meng Fanhua grabbed a pillow and went directly to Qiuqiu's side.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're big!"

This is really a good place to be in a daze, Meng Fanhua is sitting there, looking out the window, in such a city, it is really difficult to find a small garden house like this. No wonder it's Lin Nihua's home.

Because of apprehension, Meng Fanhua stood up again after a while, walked around and took a look, his living room was not as magical as his bedroom.

Lin Bihua's house is divided into three floors, and the design of other houses is different, the second floor of his house is the living room, the balcony is also on the second floor, the first floor is the kitchen, guest rooms, and a simple small living room.

The master bedroom and study are on the third floor.

The second floor is amazing, fully open, almost more than 90 square meters of full-floor living room, the sofa is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, on both sides are the balcony and the fireplace, yes, it is the fireplace, the design of the entire second floor is very tasteful.

"Good special decoration. ”

Meng Fanhua thought that the decoration of her home was ingenious enough, but she didn't expect Lin Bihua's home to be full of high-end beauty, and the beauty overwhelmed her, or she liked this home.

"Grandma, why are you in such a hurry to come down, it's almost dinner time, I'll go out to buy some food, but I don't recommend you to bother Brother Hua during this time, you can go to the study on the third floor to have a look, and I guarantee that you fall in love at first sight." ”

Qiuqiu laughed very under-pumped!

The guy whetted her appetite and left.

Meng Fanhua walked around the living room twice, but decided to go up to see what was in his study.

Meng Fanhua quietly went up the stairs, his study and his bedroom were a corridor away, this guy was really wasting space at will, there were obviously three rooms on it, but he only set up two.

At this moment, she was a bit like a thief, sneaking into the unlocked study.

Meng Fanhua just opened this door, as if she had opened a door to her heart.

This is?

Meng Fanhua took two steps into the room, but she couldn't take another step.

This room is full of her paintings.

There is when she was reading, and the painting when she played the piano was particularly beautiful, it was her side face, and ...... The oil painting where he gave her an umbrella must have been painted from memory, because that oil painting seemed to have her, and even, there was an oil painting where he secretly looked at her on the phone through the curtains in the room before, Meng Fanhua didn't have the heart to calculate how many photos there were, only knew a lot, a lot.

"Are you a thief? Sneaking into someone else's room, did Qiuqiu tell you?"

Before Lin Yihua finished asking, Meng Fanhua turned around one hundred and eighty degrees. Strike. I went over and was suddenly. Embrace. Stay, Lin Ruhua took a step back and hit the wall behind her directly, and for a moment Lin Ruhua subconsciously locked her.

"How do you draw so many of me?"

"Because you, a thief, stole my heart, in my head, in my heart, it's all you, you can't draw anything with a pen, it's all you. ”

Lin Yihua is not good at talking about love, but just saying it like this makes people powerless to parry, this room is beautiful. Romantic. I can't put it into words.

At half past eight in the evening, Qiuqiu had not yet returned.

Meng Fanhua and Lin Yihua sat in the living room on the second floor, looking out all the time.

"Did Qiuqiu go to plant vegetables? I haven't come back yet, I'm so hungry. ”

"I'll give him a call. ”

Qiuqiu answered the phone, pitiful.

"Where did you die?

"Oh, I said, I've been waiting outside your gate for more than half an hour, and I wouldn't dare to come back without the summons of the two of you. ”

"Come back to me. ”