The ventilation system in Shen Shao's bedroom was first-class, and after the servant cleaned up the food on the table, Gu Qianqian couldn't smell the fishy smell of the vegetables. Otherwise, her petty nature will definitely not be suppressed.

As soon as she saw the room full of novelty and priceless ancient pieces, and the tip of her nose smelled the greasy vegetable leaves, she felt uncomfortable from her heart to body, and she felt that this was not good, and that was not good. When I think that the culprit is a certain patient, that tangled mood is difficult for others to understand. Because this delicate growth experience is very different from ordinary people.

Straight to the point.

Shen Shao didn't have a good lunch either. According to his old nature, he had to toss the person who made him uncomfortable. But now this man can't be tossed. People who can get dizzy when they say a key word, how to do it?

"Uncle Zhong." When he went upstairs, Shen Shaofu suddenly remembered something, "Li Shaofu can't see her illness well?" "Li Shaofu is the famous doctor Li called by Uncle Zhong last time. In fact, he is not only good at diagnosing and treating incurable diseases, he is also a person who is proficient in all kinds of ancient scriptures. If it was a disease that he couldn't even see the way out, Shen Shao would be surprised. Because only diseases like his adaptation can be taken for granted. Others, what can Li Shaofu not do?

"Young Master, Miss Gu won't let Dr. Li diagnose and treat." Uncle Zhong told the truth. Shen Shao's face sank, and he snorted coldly as if he thought of something, didn't say anything, and continued to go up to the second floor.

Uncle Zhong followed the angry young master into the bedroom. Before the person could stand firmly, he heard the young master speak in a dumb voice, "I want to rest, block the gate, and no one will be allowed to enter or leave." The sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling window reflected in the man's beautiful eyes, like a flowing golden river, and there were no waves.

Didn't you come up to paint?

Uncle Zhong was stunned on the spot, and besides, in the past, the young master would only ban the villa when he rested, so as not to affect his rest from people coming and going, but when did he seal the gate? Although he was suspicious, he still carried out the order to the letter.

Shen Shao stepped into the bedroom door, and at a glance, he saw that Gu Qianqian was smearing himself with medicinal wine again, and the picture was still very eye-catching! Suddenly his heart was broken, his eyes drooped, and he quickly entered the moon arch in the room and sat on the bed.

Gu Qian glanced at him and ignored him. Anyway, the patient is going to draw, and she just doesn't move.

Shen Shaozhen is the first time to meet this nervous fool! This person has lost his memory, and he doesn't even have a little consciousness between men and women! Is this sure he can't touch her?

How does he know that this Jiaojiao has heard the most since she was a child, I am a Jiaojiao, what happened, you take care of yourself first, and then take care of others, that is the blessing of the Buddha, raise you well.

She didn't hurry up and knead her sprained tendons, her sister was not at home, who could she count on.

"Draw!"

After holding back for a while, Shen Shao spoke, his face was expressionless, but it was still good-looking. Gu Qianqian decided to learn from Chen Yuanyuan, and threw away all the bad emotions first when he looked at his face. As a result, she doesn't bother with the patient's rudeness.

"Young Master Shen, which one do you want to paint? Focus on the face, or body language? Gu Qianqian asked with an indifferent expression.

She finally didn't call the ghost last time. Shen Shao didn't know that he was secretly relieved. In case she screams again, he doesn't know if he can hold back his temperament. For a while, Shen Shao, who didn't have an inch, was relieved and returned to his casual appearance.

I saw him fall on the bed, put on a comfortable side-lying position, with cold eyebrows and eyes, looked at Gu Qian's face, and said in a dumb voice: "You look at it." As he spoke, he stretched his long, straight legs, and how could he have half a point to paint?

Gu Qianqian felt that the patient was suffering from the problem of inconsistent words and deeds.