He said it very bluntly.

Without the slightest disguise.

Ji Yining instantly heard what he wanted to express.

But after being discovered all of a sudden, the secret that had been hidden suddenly came out.

She was silent.

The man's dark eyes with a slight smile lowered his eyes and stared at her tenderly, as if waiting for her answer.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Ji Yining turned his head, raised his slender and white fingers and brushed the broken hair around his ears, and looked back at him calmly, "How could it be your painting?" That's Doudou's homework, don't you see her name written on it? ”

She deliberately pretended to be stupid, and the man was not annoyed, and then asked with a smile: "What about my one?" ”

Ji Yining: "......"

Bo Xiuye stared at the slightly immature painting, and said slowly, "Don't tell me, this is Xiao Doudou's own idea." ”

"And your brother told me too." Bo Xiuye sold Ji Huai without hesitation.

Ji Yining paused, his eyes widened, "What did my brother tell you?" ”

This dead Ji Huai, shouldn't he say anything that shouldn't be said?

Anyway, Ji Huai was not there, Bo Xiu opened his eyes vigorously and said nonsense: "He told me, you are very precious to my painting, and you are afraid of bumping into it every day——"

"That's not right," Ji Yining frowned, "How could my brother say that?" He didn't even know that the painting was yours......"

Halfway through that, she realized that she had won the scheme!

The man smiled, "So, you really have my painting in your hand?" ”

Ji Yining was silent for a long time, and when he saw that he couldn't hide, he gritted his teeth, "Yes, there is ......"

After speaking, her cheeks flushed and turned her face away, "But don't think about it, I just think that frame is quite expensive, and I am reluctant to throw it away." ”

The man stared at her, his deep, dark eyes with added complexity.

It turned out to be really him......

It was him......

He should have thought of it a long time ago.

The man spoke again, staring at her with heavy eyes and a hoarse voice: "What about the painting?" ”

The memory of giving this painting to her seemed to happen yesterday, the young and arrogant Ji Yining coincided with the current Ji Yining, and the person was still smiling like a flower, no different from what he remembered.

Even if seven or eight years have passed in the middle, even if she is sick, she still looks like she can easily make people's hearts move.

Ji Yining bit his lip, finally sighed, bent down, and pulled out a painting from under the bed.

Seeing this, the man's subtle state of mind suddenly disappeared, and his face was gloomy: "That's how you treated the painting I gave you?" ”

At this moment, the man couldn't help but suspect that those thoughts just now were all his own passion, maybe Ji Yining really just thought that this painting was good, and he didn't have that kind of thinking about him at all.

Ji Yining raised his hand and brushed it on the painting.

Wiping off the dust under the bed, he looked at him embarrassedly: "This is an accident, I usually really cherish it." ”

Seeing that the corners of the man's mouth were slightly pursed, showing that he didn't believe it, not to mention how terrifying his faint eyes were, Ji Yining hurriedly went over, moved Xiao Doudou's painting to a place, and hung the painting back again.

The man's face was only slightly better, but instead he pursed his lips, stared at her with heavy eyes, and asked, "When you get this painting, you have nothing to say?" ”

To say?

What to say?

Ji Yining paused.

The warm orange and yellow light shone through, and the man's slender and straight body fell indoors, with a faint sense of oppression, he lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, and said indifferently: "Don't say that I sleep with you tonight." Anyway, there are beds here. ”

Ji Yining: "......"

Ji Yining hurriedly raised his hand: "Don't, I said!" Then she turned her head to look at the painting with a heavy face, and said, "Uh...... Well, I've received it, and to be honest, I'm thankful for it. ”

Bo Xiuye's faint eyes swept her up and down, and finally landed on her face, with a slightly unpretentious expression: "My mind...... Are you sure you received it? ”

"Of course," Ji Yining was afraid that he would despise his IQ, raised his head, pointed to the countless sunflowers on the painting, and swore that

"Don't you just want me to live an optimistic and positive life like these sunflowers in the future? It's so simple that I can see it at a glance, and only my brother can't see it. ”

Ji Yining stared at his face, and the more he spoke, the quieter he became, and finally saw that his face had completely sunk, so he whispered, "Did I guess wrong?" It doesn't make sense......"

Suddenly, she patted her head, "I know! This flower doesn't actually mean anything, in fact, the focus is on painting skills, you just want to provoke me...... Uh-huh......"

The man couldn't listen anymore, his long fingers clasped her chin, and he directly lowered his head to block her chattering mouth.

No matter how stupid Ji Yining was, he also felt the anger and anger of the other party.

The man straightened up slightly, fine black hair fell on his forehead, his eyes drooped slightly, and his thin lips overflowed with gritted teeth: "Idiot." ”

Ji Yining: "......"

You Sauce Purple easily loses mine, I tell you.

She looked confused and innocent, and the man seemed to be angry, so he kissed him again.

At this time, Ji Yining felt that her tongue was numb, and she felt that her brother said that Bo Xiuye was a bird. Beast, in fact, is not unreasonable.

In the end, Ji Yining didn't know how Bo Xiuye went, because ...... She fainted from her kiss.

Afterwards, I regretted it, especially why I didn't lock the balcony door that night.

Because she found that not only was she taken advantage of, but even the paintings on the wall were gone.

Bo Xiuye, this little thief!

She's going to be at odds with him!!

Ji Yining got up from the bed and wanted to find someone to settle the account, but as soon as he walked out of the room, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

I saw a huge oil painting hanging on the original blank wall of the corridor, with a medieval European retro style, an ancient castle, an iron gate with intricate patterns, and red roses that were gorgeous all over the mountains.

The bright red, as if alive, seemed to flow, looking at the past from afar, extremely shocking and dazzling.

The little Doudou beside her opened her mouth wide in surprise and murmured, "What a beautiful flowery ......"

More beautiful than my uncle's sunflowers!

At this moment, Ji Yining's mobile phone shook.

Bo Xiuye: [Now you know my mind? 】

Red roses.

Give it to a loved one.

The most straightforward flower language in the world.

No one doesn't fail to understand.

Ji Yining's heart was shocked, his delicate and gorgeous eyebrows moved slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, it was as if something had come to mind.

Check it out on the Internet.

Really.

The flower language of the sunflower: unspoken love.

She looked at the oil painting, the sunlight outside the window was pouring in, and the room was extra warm and pleasant, and for a moment, it seemed that there was no haze anymore.