The thoughts in my heart that don't belong to me, as well as the disorder in my mind, all made Mo Liushuang irritable for a while.

opened his eyes suddenly, and his dark gaze stared at Su Nuo like this.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo Liushuang's eyes were too sharp, with plunder, with strength, Su Nuo's hands that were originally holding his hands were also frightened to let go.

She kept backing away.

His teeth clenched his lower lip, and his eyes were also at a loss.

Until the back is close to the bookshelf, there is no way back, and there is no way back.

Mo Liushuang only took two steps forward, and stood in front of her, he stretched out a hand, supported the side of Su Nuo's face, leaned forward slightly, and his sharp gaze kept scanning Su Nuo.

"Who are you?"

He approached suddenly, with his Ling Ran's aura, and his eyebrows were filled with indifference.

The two were a little closer.

The light outside the window came in through the mottled edges of the window and scattered on the two of them.

Under the fine sunlight, the ink cream can be clearly seen, her delicate and fair skin is lightly stained with smoky pink, her long eyelashes blink slightly, and there is light and shadow flickering slightly in her apricot eyes.

"I ...... I'm Su Nuo. ”

Su Nuo was a little nervous and a little cowardly.

However, the eyes that looked at the ink flow cream were clear and transparent.

The tip of the ink cream tongue against the teeth, the heart suddenly relaxed, and suddenly, he gave up.

Forget it.

"Ink Cream, my back hurts."

The fine sunlight hit Su Nuo's face, and the fine fluff on Su Nuo's face could be clearly seen.

Her apricot eyes widened with some unease.

Looking at her well-behaved and pitiful appearance, Mo Liushuang's heart softened for a while, and she stepped back, gently pinched Su Nuo's wrist, and pulled her into her arms.

Seeing that she was frowning all the time, there were tears in her huge apricot eyes.

He reached out and gently rubbed her back, again and again.

After a while, the little girl lifted up, her wet eyelashes and washed black pupils, like stars shining in the sky.

"It doesn't hurt."

Su Nuo raised his head, looked at Mo Liushuang and smiled.

It's so beautiful.

Mo Liushuang didn't know why, listening to her talking, watching her laugh, she would feel a soft mess in her heart.

Even, whatever she wants, he wants to hold it out with both hands and send it to her.

Mo Liushuang looked at her gaze, inexplicably dimmed again, Su Nuo blinked her long eyelashes, and felt nervous in her heart.

"Go paint."

Ink Frost's Adam's apple twitched, and he turned around and walked towards the desk.

Su Nuo, who didn't know that he had escaped, had a soft and sweet smile on his face.

"Okay."

Su Nuo walked on her short legs, followed behind Mo Liushuang, and walked to the desk.

Her small white hands were resting on the edge of the desk, and her eyes were fixed on the ink cream for a moment.

Looking at him on the drawing paper like a cloud, thick ink and light hooks, soon an old man in a robe, standing on the flat boat, with mountains in the distance and clear water in the distance.

"That's good."

Su Nuo wowed, the painting is really good.

"Will it?"

Mo Liushuang looked at her as if everything was strange, and asked deliberately.

"Yes."

Su Nuo nodded, although he had just drawn quickly, she remembered everything.

Ink Cream: ......

"You paint?"

He spread out a piece of paper again, and handed the new pen to Su Nuo's hand.

"Okay."

Su Nuo grabbed the pen with both hands, and grabbed it for a while, and Mo Liushuang grabbed her hand at the moment.