Meng Feng likes to tease Qingfeng, but it hasn't reached the point where he doesn't know what to do, so the two just comforted each other superficially, and he let go of his nervousness in time.

He walked around the room and saw Qingfeng painting in oil, so he sighed, "My artist has started to create again." ”

"Just draw it, I'm going to make money. Qingfeng smiled, revealing two shallow dimples on his cheeks.

"What money to make, I'll support you. Meng Feng said extremely domineering.

Qingfeng showed a crying and laughing expression when he heard this: "I'm also a man anyway, I don't want to be raised like a little white face." ”

"Do you know how many women want to be raised by me and I don't keep them? ”

"Don't. Qingfeng refused categorically.

Meng Feng sighed regretfully, and said at the end: "I'll send you into the art circle, or the entertainment industry, how about I fund you to open a gallery?"

"Don't, don't. Qingfeng shook his head repeatedly, "I don't want to be too public." ”

Meng Feng was helpless: "You really don't look like the character of your Situ family." ”

Qingfeng tilted his head and looked at Meng Feng for a while, then suddenly bent his eyes and said, "Shall I draw a portrait for you?"

"Good. Meng Feng sat on the edge of his bed and asked casually, "What pose do you need me to pose?"

"Anything, just be comfortable with yourself. ”

Meng Feng smiled wickedly: "Then I'll strip myself naked like that and paint it for you?"

"Okay, if you dare to pick it up, I will dare to draw. Qingfeng blushed and looked at him with a grin.

Meng Feng couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head and said, "You are becoming less and less shy, and you want to hide behind me when you kissed me." ”

"You didn't teach it yet. Qingfeng propped up the drawing board and sat across from him, "Don't move, I'll start drawing." ”

Meng Feng's facial features are profound and resolute, and he is even more tangible when he is beaten by the dim light at this moment, his short hair is neat, his back is straight, and even the hideous scar on his face makes him look very manly.

The two were in the room, one obsessively drawing, the other obsessively looking.

Situ Qinglang, who was outside the house, couldn't help it, and paced in circles at the door like a top, clenching his fists in his hands, and his green tendons appeared.

Sweetheart was dizzy and couldn't help but persuade: "Qinglang, you've turned 50 times, don't go around here." ”

"They didn't move in the house!" Situ Qinglang was about to burn, "What are they doing inside!"

Sweetheart was speechless, and she didn't have to think about it to know what they were doing...... What else could you do, right?

"I'll go in and take a look!"

Sweetheart hurriedly grabbed him and dragged him into Situ Qingqing's room: "Come on, come on, come with me, let's talk about other topics happily." ”

Situ Qingqing rolled over and over on the bed, holding his mobile phone and laughing like a madman.

Situ Qinglang was pulled in the door by his sweetheart, and after glancing at her, he felt that he couldn't breathe in his heart.

Are your younger brothers and sisters cursed? One is like a nymphomaniac who can hold a phone every day and never let go, and the other is actually involved with a man, isn't the ancestral grave of their Situ family buried in the right place?

Sweetheart sat down on the sofa in Situ Qingqing's bedroom, Situ Qingqing immediately got up from the bed, and she called out delicately: "Second brother, are you here to chat with me?"

Situ Qinglang sighed and said casually: "Yes, you and that Ye-"

"Ye Xin. Sweetheart chimed in.

Situ Qinglang raised his forehead: "Ye Xin, how is your relationship with him?"

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Yesterday I missed a chapter.,It's been filled in and reordered.,Gray often sorry tat.,There's a lot of things.,People are messed up......