Paired with the distinctive stone shape, Lixiao Han directly created another planet. From a distance, it is also a scene of people living and working in peace and contentment.

"It's too pretty, it's going to sell it for a very high price." Ning Qingqing felt that this was no longer a simple stone, but a work of art. Ning Qingqing thought that he would definitely use it as a family heirloom and give it to his son in the future.

"If you like, I'll draw you two more." Li Xiaohan was very satisfied with Ning Qingqing's very admiring eyes, and he especially liked to look at himself and talk to himself with this kind of adoring eyes.

Every time at this time, Li Xiaohan feels very secure, he is so good, his wife at home must not value others, and he can't run with others.

However, President Lida is really worried, not to mention the financial and material resources of the historical group, Li Xiaohan's own personal talent alone has already fallen out, and others have hundreds of streets. In addition, he is like a caring little padded jacket every day, yes, he asks Ning Qingqing for warmth. How can my wife still have time to care about the fragrance of wild flowers outside.

"Can you teach me?" Ning Qingqing completely passed the idea in his mind just now, what kind of teacher do you need to invite, there is a painting master sleeping next to him, why didn't he find out before.

"Of course there is no problem, why guarantee that you will be as good as me in less than three months." Li Xiaohan heard his wife say that he wanted to worship himself as a teacher, so he quickly pretended to be strict with himself. I almost didn't put a fake beard on myself and a fan.

"But when you were young, you also trained to draw, I haven't heard you say it." Ning Qingqing was still immersed in the surprise that the cold brought to her, and she couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

"My grandmother used to be a famous painter, you forgot? I was brought up by my grandmother, and the level of this painting that day was naturally not bad. Li Xiaohan didn't say that he only learned from the old lady in the years before he went to the training ground, because he thought it was fun.

However, in terms of Li Xiaohan's IQ and memory, although he has not practiced for so many years, his previous ability and level have not decreased.

"Yes, you are the grandson of a famous painter, so you can't be bad." Ning Qingqing patted her head, a little annoyed, she actually forgot about this stubble.

Since Li Xiaohan actually hit his own head, he quickly reached out and rubbed Ning Qingqing's head, "It's actually very simple, I'll teach you."

"When I go back, I must ask my grandmother for advice, you said that the general manager of a dignified studio actually paints like this." Ning Qingqing felt very embarrassed when she thought about it, and she was even more determined to go back and learn to paint with Mrs. Li.

"Okay, it just so happens that you can also spend more time with grandma." Li Xiaohan has never raised objections to his wife's decision, anyway, his wife is so good-looking, everything she says and does is right.

Li Xiaohan hugged Ning Qingqing on his lap, and then taught her hand in hand, although Ning Qingqing had not learned to paint before, but she had such an excellent master as Li Xiaohan, plus her own ingenuity.

Ning Qingqing's hand holding the paintbrush quickly stabilized a lot, and the lines were much smoother. Li Xiaohan looked at the time, worried that his wife would be hungry for a while.

"My wife is just smart, and she has made such a big improvement in a while. You practice here a little longer, and I'll get you something to eat." Li Xiaohan didn't forget to blow his wife's rainbow fart, and then went to prepare the fruit.

Ning Qingqing's praise for Li Xiaohan was very useful, looking at his no longer crooked lines, and the color scheme that was not weird. The mood is also a lot happier, and the nature of the stone just now has come back a little bit.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here." Ning Qingqing only looked at the painting in front of her, ignoring this enthusiastic husband completely.

Since Li Xiaohan didn't even give his wife a look to himself, he instantly felt aggrieved. But I still obediently went to prepare food for my wife.

Ning Qingqing didn't notice the somewhat aggrieved Li Xiaohan, so you took the brush and immersed yourself in your own painting world. Wait until the cold of the calendar to get everything ready. Ning Qingqing finally felt a little tired.

Ning Qingqing put the paintbrush aside, and then became a big lazy waist. I took off my apron and gloves and set them aside, then went to wash my hands and change my clothes.

By the time Ning Qingqing came to the small pavilion by the lake again, Li Xiaohan had already prepared a sumptuous picnic. On the low-key and luxurious tablecloth, there is a plate of cards that have been washed and cut into pieces, and a pile of snacks. What shocked Ning Qingqing the most was that there was actually a piece of cake.

"So much good, oh my God, there's cake. Did you do it? Ning Qingqing didn't feel hungry at first, but after seeing this pile of rich food. In an instant, I felt that I was hungry, and at this time my stomach was also eating, and I screamed twice.

"Wife, are you hungry?" Li Xiaohan heard his wife's stomach growling with hunger, and he was angry that he should have prepared things faster just now.

"I didn't feel hungry when I didn't see these things to eat, and when I saw this pile of things, I felt like I hadn't eaten for a day." Ning Qingqing sometimes can't turn over and sit cross-legged next to Li Xiaohan as you imagine.

Ning Qingqing picked up a plate of dragon fruit, picked it up directly and stuffed it into his mouth. "You bake a cake in such a short amount of time."

Ning Qingqing didn't forget to eat while praising her husband. Li Xiaohan is like Doraemon, versatile, literary and martial. Up the hall and down to the kitchen, outside is a cold male god, home is a gentle little milk dog, a proper national husband.

Every day brings new surprises to yourself. No matter what strange requests he wants, Li Xiaohan will always satisfy himself at the first time.

"I brought the semi-finished products that I prepared before, thinking that you would like them." Li Xiaohan can be said to have a very comprehensive understanding of Ning Qingqing's preferences.

Ning Qingqing stuffed a large piece of the spoon into her mouth, enjoying it with a satisfied expression. Sure enough, it's still the taste that I love to eat. "You're so sweet."

Ning Qingqing didn't forget to eat while praising her husband, sure enough, when she went out to take her husband, she had everything, and she didn't have to worry about anything.

"If only you liked it." Li Xiaohan looked at Ning Qingqing's mouth stuffed with cakes, with a satisfied expression, and immediately felt that all the preparations he had made before were worth it. Anyway, as long as you can make your wife smile, you will be successful.

"Why don't you eat a little, aren't you hungry?" Ning Qingqing pulled Li Xiaohan to sit next to him and eat with him, eating is such a thing as sharing with the people he likes to be happier.

"Okay." Li Xiaohan responded dotingly, and then began to feed Ning Qingqing the fruits she liked to eat, and by the way, she ate two more bites of something by herself. Li Xiaohan felt that he was full when he saw his wife eating her.

After a hearty meal, Ning Qingqing patted her stomach with satisfaction. Leaning comfortably on Li Xiaohan's shoulder, Li Xiaohan handed the juice he had prepared earlier to Ning Qingqing.

Ning Qingqing drank the juice prepared by her husband while admiring Li Xiaohan's painting. "Is there anything else you said you wouldn't?" The more Ning Qingqing looked at it, the more she felt that her husband was excellent.

"Maybe it's just having a baby." Li Xiaohan tilted his head, pretended to be very serious and thought for two minutes, and answered Ning Qingqing's question seriously.

"Haha it's okay, I can, you said that if you can even have children, then why are you still marrying me?" Ning Qingqing looked at her serious husband and felt even more funny.

"You don't have to do anything, just be happy." Li Xiaohan's words are even more serious, he really hopes that you don't have to do anything when you ask, just live happily.

However, Ning Qingqing is not a person who can live idlely, anyway, whether he wants to go out to play or open a studio, as long as his wife is happy, he will support it.

"Why are you suddenly so affectionately confessed." Ning Qingqing pushed away Li Xiaohan a little shyly, although she had been married for so long, but under Li Xiaohan's affectionate gaze, Ning Qingqing was still a little embarrassed.

"Just to let you know, I love you so much." Of course, Li Xiaohan will not let go of such a great opportunity to confess, and seize the opportunity to continue to confess affectionately.

"With such an excellent husband, of course I love you very much!" Ning Qingqing praised Li Xiaohan's neck with her backhand, and confessed the same affection, and the serious doting love in her eyes seemed to drown Li Xiaohan in it.

"That's how you can say that your little mouth eats fat." Li Xiaohan Ren Yongning gently hung on himself like a koala, and Li Xiaohan scratched Ning Qingqing's nose very dotingly.

"So husband, you have to prepare more delicious food for me in the future." Ning Qingqing's appetite is now being fed more and more tricky by Li Xiaohan, and she is becoming more and more picky about eating.

"Don't worry, the great business of the Li Group will not be eaten down by you." Li Xiaohan actually fed the little wife himself more and more delicate and picky, and a wave of arrogance rose from the bottom of his heart. Look at how delicately you take care of your wife, and I'm so happy.

"If you keep feeding like this, it won't be necessary." Ning Qingqing knew that Li Xiaohan was reluctant to suffer by himself, and Li Xiaohan hoped that his food and clothing would be the best.

"Don't worry, the speed at which you spend money can't keep up with the speed at which your husband earns money." Li Xiaohan still has this self-confidence, not to mention Ning Qingqing alone, even if Ning Qingqing is giving birth to a football team. They can afford to live in the cold.

"Virtue." Ning Qingqing looked at her husband's serious and wealthy appearance, and was amused by Li Xiaohan, he said that it was Mary's fault, and Li Xiaohan's body jumped to the ground.