Finally, one day, Gu Pian received a call from Du Ruina. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Pity, I'm getting married, next Wednesday, it's my wedding, can you come and attend?"

"Next Wednesday? Isn't it too much of a hurry? ”

They have only been preparing for the wedding for a month, and they can hold the wedding so quickly.

"No, when the time comes, you come to my wedding, and I'll let you see what the wedding is like, by the way...... I'll also give you a reference. ”

"Well, okay, I'll definitely participate then."

Gu nodded pitifully and hung up the phone.

Next Wednesday...... Then do you want to prepare a gift or something?

Gu Pity began to think.

Send folded paper, her handiwork is poor.

Send money, it's too ordinary and vulgar.

Give the doll, the market is too insincere!

What should I send......

After thinking about it all day, I was puzzled and had to count on "foreign aid".

"Nan Hanming, what do you think I should send?"

"If you get married, you will give money to the part......"

He kept typing on the computer, and only glanced at her.

"If only it were that simple."

You have to give money, but you also need wedding gifts.

After all, they're friends!

"What do you think is the right gift for a new wedding?"

"Money ......"

"Don't want this, it's a gift!"

"Just do it yourself and make one."

Du Rena is his subordinate, as the boss, it is good to have money, and it is useless to think about it so much.

"Oh yes...... Pregnant! As soon as Gu Pixi's mind was enlightened, he thought of an idea, "I can paint a picture for them!" ”

This is her specialty, at least it won't be as miserable as stacking paper.

"Well, whatever you want."

Nan Hanming replied lightly, he had always respected Gu Pixi's decision, except when it was against him.

Let's wait until he's got the company program in order, and then go and see her paintings.

She should have drawn it well, after all, he liked the one hanging by the bedside.

By the time Nan Hanming went to Gu Pity's studio to watch her paint, Gu Pity's had already fallen into a kind of silence.

Her eyelashes are slightly curled, her deep eyes seem to be able to fit into the full sun, her thin lips are slightly pursed, and Gu Pity's mouth is indeed small and terrifying.

The hair is habitually coiled on the head with a pencil, and a few strands are scattered from the forehead, and a few strands of hair are slightly chestnut in the sun, but they are even more charming.

Nan Hanming just wanted to call her and stopped, and for some reason, he suddenly couldn't bear to break this picture.

This is the first time he has seen her paint so seriously, she usually likes to draw sketches casually, but she doesn't send them to the gallery, but collects them herself.

This time, however, the oil paintings were much more serious than usual.

He couldn't see what she drew from this angle, he could only see her so seriously.

No wonder others say that serious women are the most beautiful.

Nan Hanming finally believed this sentence.

He looked at her like this, put down the brush, picked it up again, and he quietly walked behind her, watching the vivid figures leap out of her brush.

Few people can use oil painting to draw curves so clearly, without the heaviness of oil painting, and there is no mixture of ink painting.

Her paintings seem to come to life, the bride puts her hand on the groom's hand, the white skirt rolls to the ground, and the handmade gardenia petals come to life, as if the wind can blow and fall into the air.