Lu Fei finally got rid of the entanglement of Hei Chuang, and was startled when he saw that Lan Ling'er had arrived at the office, fortunately Han Ningbing was not there, probably not caught!

Lu Fei glanced into the room with a weak heart, and slipped away like his own office. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This scene happened to be watched by Blue Bell, isn't it just to see this scene when he opened the door, looking at Lu Fei's sneaky appearance, Blue Bell had an urge to punch him. This guy has started stealing chickens and dogs now, and if he doesn't educate him well, maybe something will happen in the future!

Lu Fei also breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Han Ningbing in the office.

Lu Fei looked at Han Ningbing happily and said, "Did you get the thing?" Han Ningbing was fanning the wind with the comics, signaled in his hand, and said angrily: "Where did you die?" Lu Fei smiled bitterly: "I was dragged away by the hacker, you thought like that, I was almost discovered by that obscene guy, I finally hid it"

Seeing that Han Ningbing was still indignant, Lu Fei walked to the back of the chair, nodded and said, "You have worked hard, let the little one press your shoulder, relax and relax" As he spoke, he put his hand on it.

When he was at home, he didn't bully Lu Fei like this occasionally, Han Ningbing was about to enjoy it with peace of mind, when he suddenly woke up, the blue bell next door must be peeping at the whole process now, Han Ningbing immediately slapped Lu Fei's hand away, and said angrily: "Don't come to this set, are you very familiar with it?" Remember, I'll help you this time, and besides, I can't miss a single thing that promised me." After saying that, he put the comic on the table and walked away in a huff.

Lu Fei was confused, didn't he just want to help her massage her shoulders? I don't come to this less at home, why is my temper so big today, Lu Fei can't understand it can only be attributed to the sequelae of being a thief for the first time, but no matter what, the comics are in hand, Lu Fei looked at the comics on the table happily.

Not only because it is still there, but also because it is well preserved, which shows that there are two situations, one is placed in a corner, the other is carefully cared for, looking at the surface of the comics, and the book cover added later, it is obviously the second type, Lu Fei quietly and slowly looked at it.

As a master painter, Lu Fei really felt that his painting skills at that time were simply weak, and he might have thrown it into the garbage heap if he had replaced himself, and he didn't know what kind of mentality Bluebell had, Bluebell didn't throw it away, this time he must draw a perfect book, and he must add a name, he must add a name, he must add a name, he must add a name, and he thinks about important things three times, Lu Fei thought silently.

Lu Fei here was surging in his thoughts, Han Ningbing over there came out of the office, sighed secretly, feeling that he was really a little wronged, why did he feel like he was cheating, and he was afraid of being caught, for the first time in so many years, he fell in love with someone, but it turned out to be his best friend's first love, how to solve this matter? Han Ningbing suddenly felt that God was playing a big joke on him, Han Ningbing suddenly wanted to leave, maybe there would be no more troubles like this!

Here Lan Ling is watching the live broadcast throughout the whole process, the more he looks at it, the more he frowns, sure enough, it is the same as what he thinks, usually he still pretends not to know me in front of me, so he knows that the relationship between the two of you is not ordinary, otherwise why would Bingbing be a spy, Lan Ling thought about it and sighed, this matter is getting more and more complicated, forget it, I don't want to think about it, I hope everything will develop like a good aspect.

Lu Fei has finished the whole book, as a master, now Lu Fei's memory of painting has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, close his eyes, a whole comic flashes in front of his eyes one by one, every picture seems to be real, even a small detail, can not escape Lu Fei's keen perception. When he opened his eyes, Lu Fei was already in his chest.

Picking up the pencil that had been prepared a long time ago, Lu Fei calmed down and immersed himself in the world of comics.

For a whole day, Lu Fei never walked out of the office, and at noon he came to call Lu Fei to eat, Lu Fei didn't hear it, until he got off work, Lu Fei completely completed the comics, and only then did he come back from that state, Lu Fei stretched his waist, although he felt a little tired, he didn't eat at noon, and he was still a little hungry, but his spirit was very good, and he even felt a little unfinished.

Lu Fei knew for the first time, it turned out that painting would also be addictive, no wonder the ancients liked this thing, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is indeed a treasure handed down by the ancestors, but unfortunately they are all forgotten by future generations, self-cultivation, cultivation of sentiment, this is much stronger than playing a game or something, thinking that there is still a book to paint, Lu Fei also laughed unconsciously, just haven't enjoyed it yet, continue at night.

Quietly appreciating his work, Lu Fei hurriedly signed his name, he can forget everything, this time he really can't forget it, if he forgets it again, Lu Fei has the heart to commit suicide, seeing that it is already time to get off work, he carefully put the comics in his bag, humming a little song, and went home from work.

After eating, regardless of Han Ningbing's murderous eyes, he directly blasted Han Ningbing out, concentrating on painting, it is better not to let this chick make trouble here, I haven't experienced enough, the feeling of being immersed in the world of painting.

Han Ningbing's cartoons are very thin, only about 100 when they are full, Lu Fei has completed it in a few hours, after all, he has not known each other for a long time, no matter how good a painter is, he can't imagine more than 300 out of thin air, if he can really do it, then he is not a painter, he should be called a novelist.

Looking at Han Ningbing's comics, Lu Fei laughed, this comic tells the whole process of Han Ningbing's realization to the present, Lu Fei even drew himself in, such as some important plots, artificial respiration, a word horse is gone, etc., Lu Fei is even more meticulous, and also uses a little exaggerated technique, art, there should be some exaggerated ingredients, sorry, this is the professional ethics of a painter, Lu Fei smiled, yawned, and fell asleep deeply, there seemed to be something sweet in the dream, so that Lu Fei had a sweet smile。

Early the next morning, Han Ningbing couldn't wait to read the comics, Lu Fei was annoyed by her and had no choice but to drive by herself, let her be in the back, and watch slowly, Han Ningbing first read Bluebell's, and was stunned when she opened the first page, originally I didn't believe it, Lu Fei could finish it in one day, but when I opened the first page, I found that not only was the painting finished, but also colored.

Han Ningbing really wanted to ask Lu Fei, did you take the Powerful Pill or drank dichlorvos, this is too violent, you treat you as a robot. After that, I was attracted by the comics, it's really beautiful, it's even more beautiful than a real person, Han Ningbing has also seen it before, compared with this one, that is simply a primary school student's graffiti, no, that is waste paper.

Han Ningbing put down the comics a little reluctantly, if it weren't for Blue Bell, to be honest, Han Ningbing really wanted to grab it and collect it. Fortunately, I still have a copy, this time I don't have to envy Lanling'er, Han Ningbing is really a little curious, Lu Fei doesn't know how many skills he has. This enigmatic feeling is really fascinating.

Turning the page of his own book and seeing the first page, Han Ningbing showed a sweet smile, the same high level, high quality, no suspicion of laziness, the first picture is the picture of himself in the park. Han Ningbing thought in his heart, for the sake of not being lazy, he would give him some rewards another day. As a result, when I turned to the second page, my face was black, and I was officially about to fall into the water, so embarrassed, why did you draw it? Han Ningbing quickly flipped over, and saw that the third face was even darker, it was the one with artificial respiration, looking at the exaggerated close-up description, I didn't know and thought it was an unhealthy book?

Han Ningbing flipped through it angrily, read it all after a while, threw down the comics in his hand, and didn't care if it was safe or not, he pounced directly towards Lu Fei, pinched Lu Fei's neck, and shouted: "Bastard, what are you drawing, do you want to die, the old lady pinched you to death"

"Ahem, hey, you're still driving, let go, you don't want to die, stupid" Lu Fei shouted

Seeing that Lu Fei's neck was red from being pinched by himself, Han Ningbing let go of his hand stupidly, but he couldn't get angry, and reached out and pinched Lu Fei's arm fiercely, and Lu Fei screamed in pain. Han Ningbing really has no way to take this thick-skinned guy, Lan Ling'er is so powerful, he has cleaned up Lu Fei several times, he is not alive now, Han Ningbing can only sulk by himself.

Looking at his comics, Han Ningbing smiled bitterly, fortunately, he read it first, if Lan Ling'er's little vinegar jar saw it, it would be strange if he was not jealous and died, if it wasn't for jealousy, he wouldn't have made a mistake and the misunderstanding has not been solved until now, now in this society, let alone kissing, how many people are pursuing a night of passion.

Han Ningbing picked it up helplessly, this one doesn't work, this one doesn't work, this one is artificially respirated, this one is gone, this one is eating dinner together, it's too warm, this one can, but how to explain it with Lu Fei, this one watching TV, this one massaging shoulders, this one going to work together, this one ..... No, no, no, pick and choose, Han Ningbing found that there were only ten that could be shown to Blue Bell.

Han Ningbing wants to cry without tears, there are only ten good cartoons that can be seen, who am I recruiting to provoke whom, alas.....