He rarely communicates with others, and every day is nothing but studying. Each of the paintings is related to Yan Muye. Because of this, Mrs. Leng was worried about Xiao Baozi for a while, and until now, Xiao Baozi is still immersed in that world that belongs to her.

…

"Where's the little master?"

"The little master went to the studio after learning the computer today, and now he goes in from the studio, and he hasn't come out until this point, is Lou Gongzi going to visit the little master?"

"Well, I'll go see him, you go down first."

"Yes."

Lou Lanyue came to the place where Xiao Baozi was staying, and asked the servant next to him about Xiao Baozi's recent condition. After the person next to him answered, Lou Lanyue stood by the window of the studio, and her eyes were cast from the outside of the studio to the inside.

Light from one side filtered in through the window and hit Xiao Baozi's face. His eyelashes are extremely long, and his entire facial features have a three-dimensional effect.

Lou Lanyue quietly walked to the place where Xiao Baozi was, Xiao Baozi was clumsily applying paint in front of the drawing board at this time, carefully outlining the lines on the drawing board, and drawing each stroke extremely seriously.

Because of being too serious, some paint accidentally got on his little hands. After Lou Lanyue quietly walked to Xiao Baozi's side, before he could reach out and help him wipe off the paint on his hand, Xiao Baozi first retracted his hand, then raised his eyes and glanced at Lou Lanyue briefly, and then continued to be busy with the things he had not finished in his hands.

"Baozi, is this painting?"

"What did you draw?" Lou Lanyue accosted her eyes on the drawing board. Even though he knew what Xiao Baozi was drawing, he couldn't help but ask more.

The drawing on the drawing board is a family of three, or the painting that he has been painting for a long time. In fact, at the beginning, Xiao Baozi's favorite painting was him and his own Xiao Mumu, but then I didn't know how, and suddenly I wanted to draw a family of three.

A reddish yellow with a strong color is cast from the top right. The warm sunlight hits the side face of the person in the painting, and the small bun is in the middle of Yan Muye and Leng Fu Xiao, and a simple glance can make people feel the faint happiness.

Xiao Baozi ignored him, and Lou Lanyue also took a paintbrush and a piece of sketch paper: "I'll draw with you." ”

Before Lou Lanyue could put down the pen, Xiao Baozi snatched the pen from Lou Lanyue's hand.

His eyes looked at Lou Lanyue in a daze, and the meaning was unabashedly wanting to drive Lou Lanyue out of the studio.

Lou Lanyue puffed out her cheeks, with a little grievance on her face: "I used to be your Uncle Lou, but now you don't like me anymore." ”

"Actually, I didn't want to lie to you at first, I was just afraid that you wouldn't be able to think about it for a while."

"But I'm here to bring you good news this time, do you want to hear it?"

Xiao Baozi doesn't seem to be interested in anything other than painting now. As for whether you want to hear it or not, in Xiao Baozi's judgment, it is just Lou Lanyue's own reaction.

Lou Lanyue seemed to have expected this reaction a long time ago, and she didn't feel much in her heart. still stood up from the side: "What I said about this matter is related to your little Mumu, and I will definitely not lie to you this time." ”

"If half of what I said this time is false, then I want you to ignore me again."