"Hmm," Jiang Nuo nodded slightly, his eyes moved away, as if he was a little embarrassed to look, "It's not very good......

"It's already good." Sheng Mingxuan said while reading each one carefully, and it could be found that these works are all in the same style, but the difference from her previous is really big.

Could it be that if a person has amnesia, even his own unique style will change? He frowned and put the paper down.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Nuo asked with some uneasiness, "Is my painting very bad, but I just can't remember, what should I ......do?"

As he spoke, he had a look of anxiety on his face,

Sheng Mingxuan was afraid that she would have another headache, so he hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, it's not in a hurry, I'll remember it one day." ”

"Well, maybe." She nodded, not very happy.

Sheng Mingxuan sat next to him and comforted her softly, talking to make her happy, and after a while, Jiang Nuo laughed again.

With a little tenderness in her eyes, she took the initiative to reach out and hug Sheng Mingxuan, and said in his arms: "Thank you, you have always been with me." ”

Sheng Mingxuan patted her on the shoulder, "No thanks, your amnesia is also because of my ......"

Jiang Nuo was slightly displeased with this old tune, and looked up at him with a pout, "Is it just because he is responsible for my injuries?" Isn't there a little bit of anything else in there......"

"I ......" Sheng Mingxuan was speechless for a while, and a slightly embarrassed look appeared on his face.

Jiang Nuo sneered, "People are teasing you!" ”

Sheng Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and pushed her away from his arms, "I still have some things to deal with, I have to go to the study, you don't have a headache now." ”

"Go ahead, I'm not in pain." Jiang Nuo looked at him with a smile.

Sheng Mingxuan nodded, got up and walked out, didn't take two steps and fell back and pinched Jiang Nuo's face, "Don't be afraid, as long as I am there for a day, I will take care of you for a day." ”

"Then if I can't remember it for the rest of my life, will you take care of me for the rest of my life?" She half-jokingly.

Sheng Mingxuan nodded seriously, "This is natural, after all, your injury ......"

"Okay," Jiang Nuo glanced at her, "You don't know how many times you've said this, let's go and deal with things." She urged.

Sheng Mingxuan hummed and walked out of the room.

Jiang Nuo got up from the sofa, walked over and locked the door, and then turned on the computer on the table, his expressionless face and movements were very neat, just like a female spy.

Turning on the computer, she skillfully pulled open a dialog box to a person named 'Bathing in the Sunny Day'.

'What is a clothing style?' She asked, typing.

The dialog soon showed that the other party was typing, and then a large paragraph of words was sent.

Bathing in the sunny day: 'You forgot about this?' Clothing style refers to the value orientation, intrinsic character and artistic characteristics of an era, a nation, a genre or a person's clothing in terms of form and content......

She preached from the book.

Jiang Nuo frowned after only looking at the first half, she thought that the clothing design was just a casual drawing, as long as it looked good, how did she know that there were so many twists and turns, so she skipped the back and asked, "What is Shen Muli's style?" ’

Yu Qingtian explained to her at length, and the content was not limited to Shen Muli's design style, but she knew everything about her past, and said everything.

At the end he asked, 'When are you going to do it?' ’

Jiang Nuo replied that she was not in a hurry, and asked again: 'Then what style did I use before?' ’

Yu Qingtian had to talk about it again, but this time he seemed a little ignorant, but fortunately, Jiang Nuo himself couldn't understand it, so he didn't find it.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Nuo asked, 'Is there anyone around you who can imitate my previous style?' ’

The reason why she didn't decide to paint by herself was that in the past few days, she found that she had no way to start on it, and even the existing works were imitated by her according to Shen Muli's design drawings, but she didn't expect the gap to be so big, thinking about Sheng Mingxuan's frowning expression just now, her heart was also tight.

If there are a few more leaks, I'm afraid that something will really be seen, and she must not let this happen again!

In this case, instead of dwelling on this, it is better to find someone to come out and 'paint' for her.

After a moment of silence on the sunny side, a phone call was given.

Jiang Nuo took out his mobile phone to remember, typed out a string of codes on the computer, and quickly cleared the chat traces and restored it to the initial interface when it was turned on.

Closing the computer, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone number, walked to the window and talked for a while before hanging up the phone, and the traces on the phone were also cleared by her.

Downstairs after opening the door, she went into the kitchen and pulled out a cup with blue and white printed on it.

The maid in the kitchen looked at her with a smile, "If Miss is looking for something, I'll come." ”

"No need," Jiang Nuo said politely, "just tell me where the tea is." ”

"Not here." The servant took her out and found the place where the tea leaves were kept.

Jiang Nuo grabbed a handful and put it in the cup, rinsed it with cold water before putting hot water in it. Then he went upstairs.

Walking to the door of the study, she reached out and knocked.

"Mingxuan—" she leaned her head against the door and whispered, "I made you tea." ”

"The door is not locked, come in."

Jiang Nuo then opened the door, walked cautiously to his side with the tea, put the cup on the table, and said softly: "I thought you might be tired, so I made you a cup of refreshing tea." ”

His gaze swept around as usual, pausing on top of a pile of books on clothing.

"Good work." Sheng Mingxuan put down the documents in his hand and smiled at her, "In the future, you don't have to do this kind of thing yourself, just leave it to your aunt." ”

Jiang Nuo smiled coquettishly, "How can the tea made by my aunt be as good as mine?" ”

"Yes." Sheng Mingxuan nodded approvingly, "Then it will be troublesome for Xiaonuo in the future." ”

Jiang Nuo lowered his head and smiled lightly, "How can it be troublesome?" In Mu Li's words, you bought me an apartment and gave me money to spend, what did I do? ”

Sheng Mingxuan frowned, the hand holding the teacup was slightly retracted, and he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Nuo.

I saw that her eyes were clear, her expression was open, and she didn't look like she was scheming.

He sighed in his heart, it seems that Xiaonuo is just too simple.

"Did she really say that to you?" Sheng Mingxuan lowered his head and drank tea.

"Well, but I guess Mu Li is joking with me." She said softly.

Sheng Mingxuan pulled her to sit on the chair next to her, "Aren't you uncomfortable?" I don't have to take care of my sister in the future, so let's recuperate at home. ”

Jiang Nuo hurriedly shook his head, "Let's go, otherwise who will take care of her?" ”

Thinking of the stack of works next to Jiang Li's bed, a different color flashed in her eyes, if she didn't go, how would she get those things?