Gu Yehan gave Luo Chenxin a lot of gifts, whether it was the red string bell bracelet that was ridiculed by Shen Jingmei for being worthless, or the gorgeous long dress that was stained at the banquet but was worth a lot of money, or the pearl necklace that she politely refused......

Luo Chen didn't forget these piles, one by one, and hid them in his heart like treasures, clearly remembering Gu Yehan's kindness to her.

It also made her sink deeper and deeper into this man's body, and there was no possibility of breaking free from it.

But Luo Chenxin also had regrets in her heart, all the previous things were sent to her by fake hands, and none of them were sent by Gu Yehan himself.

Although this time is the same, there is still some regret, but the joy still overshadows these.

"Don't worry, madam, when I take my things back to the kitchen, I'll bring you the things that Mr. has prepared. Mother Zhou saw Luo Chen's anxious appearance, just like when children and adults asked for candy, she smiled and comforted.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry. Although Luo Chenxin said this, his eyes scanned the room, wishing that he could find any clues first.

Seeing this, Zhou's mother smiled helplessly with a doting face.

She quickened her movements, and after putting the tray and glass back in the kitchen, she walked back to the living room and pulled out a large bag from the side of the locker.

Luo Chenxin followed behind Zhou's mother inch by inch, and since he saw the bag, his eyes were glued to it, and he never left.

"Ma'am, this is what the gentleman has prepared. Mother Zhou handed the bag to Luo Chenxin.

Luo Chenxin took it carefully, and found that it was a little heavy, and her arms were sinking and drooping a little, but her heart was flying.

Because in the bag that had not yet been opened, there was already a corner peeking out, which she was most familiar with...... Drawing paper, she also has some guesses about what is in the bag.

Luo Chenxin sat down on the sofa, and then took out the contents of the bag the same, not only drawing paper, but also paintbrushes and paints...... There are all sorts of things coming out one after another.

Gu Yehan probably didn't understand the types of painting, he bought pencils for sketching, watercolor paints, scrapers for oil paintings, and messy ones.

It is precisely like this that shows that these things were really prepared by Gu Yehan "with his own hands".

If it is handed over to Ling Nan, with Ling Nan's meticulous and cautious character, she will definitely prepare a complete set of categories, just like the clothes in her room, exquisite and perfect, just like in the shopping mall.

Luo Chenxin touched the drawing paper at once, took the paint at once, and there was no disgust on her face, she liked these things more than those expensive but impractical jewelry.

Although it is not expensive, the process of painting brings her greater spiritual satisfaction.

Mother Zhou has been carefully observing from the side, she doesn't approve of Gu Yehan sending these things, for fear that Luo Chenxin won't like it. Nowadays, young people are chasing trends and like new things that are popular on the Internet, and who would like this kind of "tool" class, which is no different from giving a book.

Now seeing the smile on Luo Chenxin's face that can't be hidden, Zhou's mother has been hanging her heart finally let go, and she completely understands that the love and relationship between the two of them really can't be measured by the standards of the current trend.

They walked slowly like a stream, but the final direction was the vast sea, as if they could give each other affection.

Not only did he prepare these things for his wife, but he also said that there were no empty rooms in the house for the time being. After a while, let the designer change the study again. It is divided into two, half of which is still a study, and the other half is made into a wife's exclusive studio. Mother Zhou added with a smile, relaying what Gu Yehan had said to Luo Chenxin.

Studio!

Hearing these two words, Luo Chenxin's eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if there was a light hitting it.

I want a separate, private, private studio.

It has always been a secret that she has hidden in her heart.

When she was in Luo's house, there were obviously many vacant rooms, no one lived, and there were usually no guests coming, but she still couldn't touch them. She only has a small room, less than ten square meters.

Once the bed, clothes, and miscellaneous items were placed, there was simply no other place to put an easel.

And when Luo Ruyue is in a bad mood, she will break in at random and make a mess of her room. Especially when she was sixteen years old, she painted for more than a month, and after the portrait she was going to give to Grandma Luo as a birthday gift was torn up by her for no reason, Luo Chenxin no longer dared to paint at home.

The only space that allows her to freely paint and create at will is the school, but the school classrooms also have a fixed closing time, and she cannot be allowed to do whatever she wants.

This secret has been hidden in my heart for many years, and I haven't let anyone know about it when it has taken root, and today, by mistake, the first person to find out that the person who touched it turned out to be Gu Yehan.

He saw her almost inside out, from head to toe, one by one.

After Luo Chenxin was excited, she troubled Zhou's mother to put away most of the paints and tools, she couldn't use them for the time being, so she only took the sketching paper and pencil and went upstairs.

Her mind was full of Gu Yehan with all kinds of expressions, some of them were hard and cold at first sight, some were gentle under the sun, and some were stern when they were angry...... Either one, it's all the real her. And at this moment, she wanted to draw them all on paper and record them.

Sometimes, it's not brilliant colors that show up with perfect composition.

It's just a simple line, only black and white, dark or shallow, rubbing and deepening with the tip of the pen little by little, it can also leap onto the paper, and even more three-dimensional and full.

After Luo Chenxin returned to the room, it was silent for a while, only the rustle of the tip of the pen when it swiped over the drawing paper again and again.

She had already looked at Gu Yehan too many times, even if others were not in front of her at the moment, she could still draw her full forehead, high nose bridge, deep dark eyes, and knife-like jaw.

The hand that put down the brush did not hesitate at all, as if she had already painted it many times.

As everyone knows, except for the picture of the fruit man in the previous class, she has never drawn Gu Yehan, and this is the first time.

During this period, Zhou's mother secretly approached a few times, because she didn't dare to open the door at will without Luo Chenxin's instructions, so she put her ear on the door panel and listened carefully to the movement inside.