Then, after a few seconds of thought, he added, "I hope you're from the heart. ”

"Hmm," Luan Xiaotian's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his fingers pinched the corners of his clothes tightly.

It's time to plan your escape route!

If you continue like this, you will either be scared to death, or you will be entangled to death by yourself.

**

In the studio, as soon as Nan Yukong came back, he carefully observed the ten paintings she had completed.

Overall, there seems to be progress, but more work needs to be done in the use of colors and techniques.

"How? Isn't it a big improvement? Luan Xiaotian poked his head out, not knowing what Nan Yukong's thoughts were.

"Okay." Nan Yukong only said two simple words and went out.

Luan Xiaotian didn't understand his thoughts even more.

'Okay' will be defined by her as very good, and she can also be defined as very bad.

A smile on the lips means that it is very good.

Luan Xiaotian lowered his eyes and picked up a pencil from the ground that he had thrown away.

This room is called a studio, but there is no trace of a studio on the floor, and it looks like a storage room where only paintings are placed.

The wind blew, and the gouache painting that Nan Yukong placed in front of the window 'creaked' twice.

In the last second of collision with the ground, Luan Xiaotian rushed over like the wind and held the painting, so that it did not fall to the ground.

When I looked closely, I noticed that the girl in the painting seemed to have a side face that looked like hers, and then looked closely...... Xiao Yin!!

That picture on the desktop of Nan Yukong's mobile phone!

Luan Xiaotian waved the pencil in his hand, wanting to destroy it.

With a long sigh, he let go of his hand weakly.

What, I'm actually angry at a painting.

Isn't it Xiao Yin, what's all there to fuss about.

She is Xiao Yin, Xiao Yin is her.

Thinking like this, suddenly there was a loud shout in the studio.

"Why are you so uncompetitive!" Luan Xiaotian scolded himself.

Can't be tempted by Nan Yukong, she still has to go home and leave here.

Besides, he's just a paper man, and it's impossible for them.

"Miss Luan? What's wrong? The housekeeper heard the sound on the first floor and hurried upstairs to check the situation.

Luan Xiaotian was a little embarrassed, "I can't draw it, so I ...... it just now"

She wouldn't say that she was angry because of the painting, because of the face that looked exactly like herself.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," the housekeeper was about to leave, and suddenly remembered something, "Miss Luan, the third young master is in the kitchen, call you over." ”

Luan Xiaotian responded and went to the kitchen.

"Mr. Nan, do you have something to do with me?" Luan Xiaotian then remembered that he hadn't cleaned up the battlefield after making vegetables, fish and porridge.

The knife in Nan Yu's empty hand was struck on the remaining fish meat after deboning, and his brows were twisted very beautifully, "What are you doing down?" ”

What did she come down for?

Didn't he tell her to come down?

Could it be that the housekeeper is lying to her!

"I ...... I just remembered that the kitchen hadn't been cleaned up yet, so I hurriedly came down to take a look. Luan Xiaotian stepped forward with a weak heart, and cleaned up with one hand and one hand.

"What are you going to do? Crucian carp soup or fish fillet," she cried out in thought, "sweet and sour fish?" ”

"Neither," Nan Yukong cut the fish meat that had been marinated with a flower knife into small pieces and put it all into a bowl.

"That's sashimi!" She stared at the fish that had been cut into chunks and hesitated, "It's raw fish ......"

"When you're thinking about what kind of fish I'm going to make, you might as well think about why the studio wasn't cleaned up after I finished painting, and why the kitchen wasn't cleaned up." He sprinkled a lot of fine salt on the fish pieces and stirred them well.