"Shenshallow, your father's surgery was successful and he is now recuperating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Suyuan said to Zhang Shenqian.

"Where are they? You didn't tell me last time! Zhang Shenqian was also very happy that his father was fine, so he asked curiously.

"In Dali." Mo Suyuan said.

"So far?" Zhang Shenqian didn't understand how to get to Dali.

"The climate is perfect for your father's recuperation." Mo Suyuan looked at Zhang Shenqian and replied lightly.

"Oh." Zhang Shenqian nodded, but it was too far away, and it was inconvenient for her to visit.

"Your father said you don't have to go, it's troublesome and it won't help, and they live there for half a year." Mo Suyuan said, to make Zhang Shenqian feel at ease.

"......" Zhang Shenqian frowned slightly, "How can a stubborn person like my father accept your help, you don't know each other yet." Zhang Shenqian asked suspiciously.

“…… I like it when I see it! Mo Suyuan joked that he and his father knew each other, and it was the day they went to the hospital, and they got to know each other very well.

"......" Zhang Shenqian couldn't help laughing, "Fortunately, you have the capital to narcissist!" ”

"This is narcissism, it's a fact." Mo Suyuan also smiled.

……

"I want to see what you draw of me!" Zhang Shenqian said that she was indeed curious about what Mo Suyuan painted her like.

Mo Suyuan looked at Zhang Shenqian meaningfully, and led Zhang Shenqian, who was also very talkative, to the study, Zhang Shenqian turned off the TV and followed Mo Suyuan upstairs.

It is an oil painting, the painting is Zhang Shenqian sitting on the bed and falling asleep, Zhang Shenqian feels that the scene is very familiar, but he can't think of it, and he doesn't know when Mo Suyuan painted it.

Mo Su didn't explain, this was based on the photo of her he secretly took on his phone, that is, the day Zhang Shenqian was kidnapped and covered in.

So this painting was made specifically for Zhang Shensha.

It's not a boast, Zhang Shenqian really thinks that Mo Suyuan's painting is very good-looking, especially good-looking, the color is very soft, the sunlight is also very warm, not dazzling, everything is so just right, "Have you learned to paint?" Zhang Shenqian asked.

"After a few days of study, I'll draw some if I have nothing to do." Mo Suyuan stood behind Zhang Shenqian, with his hands in his pockets, looking very casual.

Zhang Shenqian was in front of Mo Suyuan, the corners of his mouth have always had a beautiful arc, Zhang Shenqian saw that Mo Suyuan left a blank at the bottom of the painting, and wrote "deep and shallow, just right" in the corner.

Zhang Shenqian turned his head to look at Mo Suyuan, "Can I write?" Zhang Shenqian asked.

Mo Suyuan nodded, Zhang Shenqian got the consent and turned around, thought for a while, and walked to Mo Suyuan's desk, she wanted to write with a pencil, but there were only a few pens, Zhang Shenqian picked up the pen next to Mo Suyuan's desk and walked back.

Zhang Shenqian closed the pen after writing, turned his head and smiled at Mo Suyuan, and handed the pen to Mo Suyuan.

Mo Suyuan looked at Zhang Shenqian and didn't take the pen, "Your words are very beautiful, and your words are like their people." Mo Suyuan said.

Zhang Shenqian winked at Mo Suyuan, is this praising her words and people, thank you!

Mo Suyuan touched Zhang's shallow head, "This pen is for you, write my name a few times every day when you have nothing to do in the future." Mo Suyuan smiled.

"Why?" Zhang Shenqian was a little puzzled, it's a good thing to write and write, but why write Mo Suyuan's name?

"I'm afraid you miss me too much, so I'll ask you to write my name a few more times." Mo Suyuan said so seriously that he completely defined Zhang Shenqian.

"......" Zhang Shen pouted, Mo Suyuan was too narcissistic.