Xiaoxi is just infatuated with Rong Zheng.

This kind of behavior of talking about Murong Zheng and turning his head to stick to someone else's behavior, Zhou Ling will only feel disgusted.

Was she too naïve? naïve enough to think that everyone would be played with by her?

"Sister Zhou Ling, why don't you help me adjust the color? Xiao Xi smiled brightly, and there was a little girl's coquettish appearance in her tone.

I have to say that she has this capital. The tight skin does not show any tiredness, the flying eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, and the nose is straight.

It completely shows the most youthful and beautiful appearance in a woman's life, and it is difficult not to love it.

It's a pity that under such a youthful face, there is calculation and jealousy, which disgusts others.

As soon as she said this, even Zhao Jiyue and Yan Yishan, who were in front, couldn't help but glance back.

If you say you have bad intentions, who will believe it?

Not to mention the professional work of color, Zhou Ling can't talk about it at all, and she can say that this is obviously a miscellaneous job?

Even if she wants to do it, she will help Rong Zheng, why do she do anything?

This is not obvious to humiliate Zhou Ling in front of Rong Zheng.

Zhao Jiyue's eyes flashed, but she just thought of something but didn't say anything to help.

"Sorry, I won't. Zhou Ling simply refused, and patted Rong Zheng's clothes with his right hand.

Because she felt Rong Zheng's anger. She didn't want such a beautiful scenery to be destroyed, and she didn't want to disturb the tranquility of Rong Zheng's paintings.

"No, I can teach you. Xiaoxi didn't care and continued to be unrelenting.

Even the most good-tempered person probably can't bear this kind of unknowingly moving forward.

Zhou Ling's eyes were cold, his expression was fierce, and he mocked: "Do you think that if I want to learn, it will be your turn to teach?"

After speaking, she glanced at Rong Zheng, and the meaning was self-evident.

Rong Zheng's high level is by her side, she doesn't learn, but wants you, a half-person, to teach her?

Amusing!

Sure enough, Xiao Xi's smile couldn't be maintained, his face turned red, and he glared at Zhou Ling angrily.

"Brother Zheng is usually so busy, how can I have time to teach you? I just want to ask you for help, even if you don't want to, you don't have to hurt people like this. ”

"I'm here to enjoy the view, not to help you. Since you need help with color grading, wouldn't it be better for you to stay in a hotel?"

Zhou Ling returned Xiaoxi's sarcastic words to her before.

"Sister Zhou Ling, it's too much for you to talk like that. ”

said that she was crying, looking like she was bullied by her.

It's a pity that except for one Feng Aishan, no one else took care of her.

"The juniors of our company all call me Sister Zhou, and you can be like them. ”

Sister Zhou Ling, this tone is really tired......

She's not a man, and she likes to listen to this delicate talk.

Xiao Xixiao's face froze, and in the end, he really couldn't say Zhou Ling, so he could only paint angrily.

Tranquility has finally returned.

On this day, except for Xiao Xi's unhappy episode, the rest of the time still made Zhou Ling relax a lot.

At noon, they found a place to eat at the foot of the mountain, and then in the afternoon they changed places to continue sketching.

After all, I didn't see Xiaoxi and Feng Aishan. This made Zhou Ling's heart voice go to the next level.

At the end of the day, Rong Zheng painted three paintings, each of which can be called a masterpiece.

Zhou Ling didn't understand words, but looking at Yan Yishan's satisfied look, he knew that Rong Zheng's words were not bad.

She also went to see Yan Yishan's paintings, and the master was indeed a master.

That majestic atmosphere is not comparable to others.

There is also Zhao Jiyue's, which also has a unique flavor.

In the morning, Zhou Ling had a glimpse of the paintings of Xiaoxi and Feng Aishan. Xiao Xi's words can only be regarded as neat at best, and there is nothing that can attract people from the look.

As for Feng Aishan, he is a little better than Xiaoxi, but how awkward he looks.

It should be said that although his paintings are exquisite, they have no connotation.

It's like a rag doll that has lost its soul, a vase of flower arrangement, and it can't be reused.

After dinner, Yan Yishan and Zhao Jiyue went back to their respective rooms.

Zhou Lingben also wanted to wash up well, he was tired for a day, and he didn't rest well at all last night.

It's only a few days of vacation, so naturally you have to recharge your energy and have the energy to visit the beautiful scenery tomorrow.

It's just that the door of the hotel room was pulled by Rong Zheng before it arrived, and he said inexplicably, "Xiaoling, are you ready?"

Zhou Ling: "......"

What should she prepare?

But vaguely, she was inexplicably a little excited in her heart.

Pushing open the door, Rong Zheng quietly turned on the light.

A love heart was placed with roses on the white sheets, and a heart-shaped cake was placed in the middle.

The cake is also decorated with rose petals and says Happy Birthday in chocolate.

And that's not all, the whole room is lit up. The lights that Rong Zheng turned on are really colorful lights.

The colorful lanterns of various shapes were brilliant and colorful, which made Zhou Ling's heart swell with infinite emotion and surprise.

"I'm sorry to make you sad and disappointed on your birthday. Although I can't make up for the regret of the day, I want you to be happy. ”

The simple words did not have gorgeous and beautiful love words, but every word was knocking on Zhou Ling's heart.

How can there be no regrets on such a birthday?

Isn't it because of his own misunderstanding? So Zhou Ling won't use this to resent Rong Zheng, but just leave some regrets in his heart.

Now Rong Zheng has made this regret complete, Zhou Ling smiled and bent his eyebrows, "I'm very happy, thank you." ”

However, Zhou Ling was puzzled, how could this place be so beautifully arranged?

Come to think of it, it was probably made by Rong Zheng at noon.

He said that he forgot something to come back, but he didn't expect that he had come back to prepare such a big surprise for her.

It was false to say that he was not moved, but after being moved, Zhou Ling felt a little helpless.

She doesn't have a sweet tooth and has just finished eating, so it's such a sweet cream cake...... She couldn't eat it without a few bites.

There is also a bed full of rose petals, which look good on the table, but it takes a lot of effort to put them away.

Zhou Ling felt that this romance was still not suitable for him...... Because after the romance, you have to clean up what you should pack.

Sure enough, life is still more realistic......

Zhou Ling sighed while cleaning up.

With such a romantic atmosphere, the two people inevitably became entangled for half a night.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ling rubbed his sore waist, and looked at Rong Zheng, who was still not satisfied, and hurriedly wrapped himself in the quilt to sleep.

I didn't even have time to make up for the facial care that I had to do before going to bed, and I fell asleep.

Rong Zheng sighed lightly, and could only resign himself to sleeping with Zhou Ling in his arms.

The messy bed shows the passion just now, and the night scene outside the window is gorgeous but not as good as the eyebrows of the person in front of him.

Holding the beloved woman in his arms, Rong Zheng's eyes were satisfied and firm.