Shen Hanyi couldn't say a word when he was scolded.

Shen Muxi is really serious about painting, but every painting she paints has a characteristic, that is, the color palette is a bit special, and each painting will have green on it.

Shen Hanyi frowned, "Sister, why is green added to each painting?" ”

"Isn't it pretty?" Shen Muxi took the painting and handed it to Shen Hanyi.

Shen Hanyi took a closer look, there was nothing wrong with it, it was still very good-looking, but whether it was the wind shadow or the characters, there was always a touch of green, light or dark.

However, she didn't see anything, but she thought the green was a little familiar.

Shen Muxi comes to the studio at 8 o'clock in the morning every day, and sometimes even paints until 10 o'clock in the evening, but she is very interested, and she can paint a picture almost every day.

Shen Hanyi happily closed her mouth.

Little Mango was not happy, and finally looked forward to Aunt Xiaoxi quitting Liang's job and could accompany him well, but now he went to paint something, or helped others hold art exhibitions, the little guy was very unhappy, and he didn't have time to accompany him.

He can have breakfast with Aunt Xiaoxi at most every day, and sometimes Aunt Hou Xiaoxi hasn't come back at night, and he has already fallen asleep.

Every night, he said that he would wait for Aunt Xiaoxi to come back, but in the end, he fell asleep after waiting, so that he wanted to take a small stick to prop up his little eyelids.

Shen Muxi also felt that she had less and less time to spend with her little baby every day, but every night when she came back, she would go into Little Mango's bedroom to see the little one.

Then after taking a shower at night, I had to teach lightning to read poetry.

She's really busy all day.

"Is it hard?" In the evening, Gu Tingxuan brought her milk and asked.

Shen Muxi shook his head, "It's not hard, it's very fulfilling, I can't be happier when I think that I can get back everything that belongs to me in the future." ”

Gu Tingxuan was a little helpless, in fact, as long as she said a word, he could do all these things for her, it should be hers, and it would not be less at all, but she had to do it herself, and she had to take it back by herself if she said anything of her own.

He knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only support her silently, bring her a glass of milk at night, and sometimes force her to eat a good meal at noon.

In fact, the most important thing is that he also felt that he couldn't see her for a few minutes a day, so at noon he drove home for half an hour, picked up the little mango, and drove for more than forty minutes to find Shen Muxi near the studio, so that the family could have a meal.

At this time, the little mango is very happy, every day at noon, the little guy has to rummage in the wardrobe for half a day, find a dress that he thinks is very good-looking, and wait at home for Baba to come back to pick him up to find Aunt Xiaoxi.

Sometimes Gu Tingxuan was too busy to go to Shen Muxi, and the little guy would be listless all afternoon, and then he began to secretly make up his mind that he must wait for Aunt Xiaoxi to come back at night before going to sleep.

But it is rare to wait, after all, the little guy is only a four-year-old child, and the sleepiness cannot be stopped, if he doesn't hold on at night, the little guy will be sad the next morning, and he will lie in Shen Muxi's arms when he eats breakfast.

Gu Tingxuan was a little jealous of his son, he also missed Xiaoxi, the only time he could be with her was this breakfast time, but it was all occupied by his son.