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It wasn't until it was almost dinner that Long Chengxuan and Zhang Xiaomo left the room. Of course, someone's clothes were also reset. Although Long Zeting and Tian Tian were not in the house, Zhang Xiaomo was still unhappy: "You are not allowed to touch me next time." ”

"It's impossible not to touch, it's impossible in this life." When he said this, Long Chengxuan leaned over to her neck and sniffed it: "I don't have any resistance to you, as long as I'm with you, I can't help but want to do bad things." Who called Madame you...... So tempting? ”

Ahhhh Zhang Xiaomo felt that she was about to go crazy, she was angry and wanted to go out, but was pulled by Long Chengzhi. Just when she was about to lose her temper, a soft scarf was already tied around her neck: "It's cold outside, you have to put on your cotton clothes first if you want to go out." ”

Southerners are really not used to spending the winter in the north, staying at home is as warm as spring and summer, but as soon as you go out, the temperature is minus ten degrees. So before going out, this scarf and padded jacket are not missing at all. Letting her husband tie a scarf for herself, put on a cotton coat, and bring a hat, the anger in Zhang Xiaomo's heart disappeared little by little. Then he looked at him and got dressed: "Let's go." ”

Walk? Where to?

As if guessing what Zhang Xiaomo would ask, Long Chengxuan smiled and took her hand and walked out: "Take you to a secret garden." ”

Secret Garden? When Zhang Xiaomo heard this, her curiosity was immediately aroused, and she nodded: "Okay!" ”

Long Chengxuan said hello to Su Hua and took Zhang Xiaomo out, looking at the direction he was going, Zhang Xiaomo immediately understood where he was going to take him: "Are you going to my mother's studio?" ”

Although his wife already knew the place, Long Chengxuan still smiled and nodded: "Yes, that studio, but it's not just a studio." ”

More than just a studio? So what else? Zhang Xiaomo looked at the other party curiously. Long Chengxuan had a smile on his face: "When I was a child, my dad was often very busy and didn't have time to be at home. Well, even if he is at home, it is useless, he will only snatch his mother, and he will not accompany us at all. ”

Listening to these resentful words, Zhang Xiaomo couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you the same now?" ”

Well? It seems that this is true, but as a wife, it doesn't seem like a good thing to talk about her husband like this, right? Long Chengxuan turned around and kissed her deeply as revenge, and then continued to walk forward with her: "Where did you just go?" By the way, my dad is very busy, so my mom has always taken us. But she's a painter, you know, and she doesn't care about anything when she paints, so she has a children's playroom in the room next to the studio. Inside are all kinds of toys and books, and of course there are also paints and drawing paper. ”

So, is this taking her to see how he spent his time as a child? As soon as he heard this, Zhang Xiaomo became even more interested: "Okay, I want to see it." ”

Although it has snowed in the past few days, because the weather is cold, the snow has not melted, and the property in the community has cleared the road, so it is not difficult to walk all the way, and it will take about ten minutes. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the courtyard gate opened, and Grandi's slightly old face appeared in front of them: "Young Master Xuan, young lady." ”

"Grandpa Grandpa, my parents are in there?"

"Yes, Madame has been working on a painting recently, and my aunt is also accompanying her in it."

I had already guessed that this would be the case, Long Chengxuan nodded: "Then don't disturb them, let's go in through the small door, and I'll take Xiao Mo to the game room to have a look." ”

Grandi smiled and bent down in response, "Yes, young master." After closing the door, he stretched out his hand and said, "Young lady, please come here." ”

"Grandpa Grandpa, you still call me Xiao Mo." It's okay to be called Mrs. by Su Hua and Mo Wanrong usually, but Zhang Xiaomo is really not used to letting such an old man call himself a young lady.

Grandi just smiled at this request, and did not answer, but walked ahead to lead them forward.

When he arrived at the side door, Long Chengxuan said, "Grandpa Grandpa, you go and get busy, I'll take Xiao Mo with me." ”

"Okay!"

After Grandi left, Long Chengxuan gently pushed open the side door and walked in with Zhang Xiaomo. As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Xiaomo found that it was very hot in the house: "It's so hot." ”

"My mother is a southerner, so she is very afraid of the cold. She doesn't like to wear a lot of clothes when she paints, and she thinks that clothes will restrain her and affect her painting, so the heating in this room will be more than in other places. Long Chengxuan smiled and took off the hat and scarf for her, and took off the cotton clothes for her: "If you still feel hot, take off the cotton pants and sweater." Here, it is enough to wear a single shirt. ”

Hearing him say this, Zhang Xiaomo immediately took off his sweater, and there was only one shirt left inside, and after the cotton pants were taken off, there was a pair of black bottoming @#¥ pants inside, wearing it like this, even if he accidentally met his parents-in-law, it would not be too rude.

Seeing his wife's appearance, Long Chengxuan just smiled, took off his coat and cotton pants, and took her into the house wearing only a set of close-fitting clothes.

Just like what Long Chengxuan said, the two of them entered by stealing, and those who shot did not want to shoot. Gently went up the stairs along the aisle, pushed open a small white door, and the children's room he said appeared in front of Zhang Xiaomo's eyes: "Where is this game room?" ”

This room is four or five meters high, and the wall on one side is full of bookshelves, which are full of different books, but Zhang Xiaomo swept over at a glance, there was no half of a children's book at all, all of them were world famous books, as well as all kinds of professional books. On one side are two computers, on the other side are various fitness equipment, and there are some painting tools scattered in the corner, and a few musical instruments on the wall......

Long Chengxuan smiled and hugged his wife: "Your husband has a relatively high IQ and a good EQ, so he has been gnawing on these books since he was three years old, and as for the computer, he started playing around that time, right?" ”

Forget it, you can't compare it with the demon, otherwise you must be the one who will be hurt. Zhang Xiaomo comforted himself a little depressed: "I want to see the painting you originally painted." ”

Long Chengxuan has never refused his wife's request, he took her hand to the corner where the painting tools were placed, and pulled out a stack of drawing paper from a blue cabinet: "These are what I painted, and in that cabinet was painted by Xiao Ang." ”

After taking the drawing paper, Zhang Xiaomo sat directly on the carpet and looked at the painting in his hand in the afternoon sun: "It's so good." ”

"My paintings are average, and Xiao Ang's paintings are more spiritual. I understand, but ...... As my mother said, I was so rational that my intellect suppressed my inspiration and aura, so I drew too deliberately. As he spoke, Long Chengxuan took out a painting from another cabinet and handed it to his wife, and then sat down beside her.

Looking at the newly handed painting, and then looking at the painting in his hand, Zhang Xiaomo smiled: "Then I must also belong to your category." Because for me, I prefer these paintings a little. "I have to admit that Long Chengang's paintings are very good and full of fantasy. But for Zhang Xiaomo, she prefers Long Chengxuan's paintings: "Maybe it's because I'm studying medicine, so I'm more realistic and realistic." ”

Long Chengxuan thought about it, smiled, took the painting of his brother from her hand, and then pointed to a portrait and said, "This is probably when I was five years old, I painted it for my mother as a birthday gift." Now it seems that it is still a little stingy, and these places are handled a little stiffly. ”

"It's already good, okay? Are you sure you drew it when you were five years old? And not painted at the age of fifteen? ”

Long Chengxuan didn't seem to see that his wife was on the verge of going berserk, and after taking a look at the painting, he said: "It was painted at the age of five, and you can see that the time is still written on it." When I was fifteen years old, I was already recruited into the army. At that time, I was training every day, so how could I have time to draw? ”

"I ...... I don't want to talk to you big pervert anymore. Zhang Xiaomo was a little depressed, let alone fifteen years old, even now, can't she paint so well? There is indeed a difference between geniuses and mortals.

Finally seeing his wife's depression, Long Chengxuan smiled and reached out to hug her into his arms: "What's there to be depressed about?" Now that I'm yours, I will, doesn't that mean you will? And you can save a lot of things, just say it to me, and you can wait on the side without having to do it, how good? ”

Having said that, I always felt that something was wrong. Zhang Xiaomo looked at the painting in her hand, then turned her head to look at her husband, and finally decided to give up thinking about this issue, because no matter what she thought, she couldn't argue with her husband, so she might as well give up and accept this fact directly: "Ah Xuan, draw me a picture." Even if it's a sketch, I want to see you draw. ”

Although she worked as a model for Tian Tian, Zhang Xiaomo still wanted her husband to paint a picture for her.

Long Chengxuan glanced at the light, walked to the side and turned on a few lights, and moved a chair over: "Sit here, don't worry, I will draw quickly." ”

As he spoke, he began to search for paper and drawing boards.

When everything was ready, he picked up an oil pastel: "Xiao Mo, look into my eyes." ”

Zhang Xiaomo, who was still watching Long Chengxuan busy, looked at the other party with a blank face after hearing his words. After seeing his eyes, he immediately smiled. Not the kind of laughter, but a smile full of joy and love. As long as she faces the man she loves, she can't help but smile like this.

Seeing this smile, Long Chengxuan had a picture in his heart and began to bow his head and paint. Looking at his sometimes large-scale depictions, sometimes careful sketches, and a serious look, Zhang Xiaomo couldn't help but wonder what he looked like in his pen at this moment.

But no matter how curious she was in her heart, Long Chengxuan didn't say that she could move, so she could only sit there. After all, it was her request, and she couldn't willfully ruin the other party's creative mood, right?

In this way, from the time the sky was still faintly bright, until it was dark, the street lights outside the window were lit. Although it is said that in the winter in the north, it gets dark quickly, but it has been sitting like this for an hour, right?

Just when Zhang Xiaomo felt a little tired, Long Chengxuan finally said, "Xiao Mo, you can get up and move." I'll do the rest myself. ”

When he heard that he could move, Zhang Xiaomo was still very happy, thinking that the painting was finished, but when he heard him say this again, he realized that it was not finished yet. That's right, it's only been a little over an hour, so it shouldn't be that fast.

Getting up from the chair, she walked to her husband's side, and saw that on the drawing paper, a girl was half-leaning on the chair and looking out of the window.

After looking at it carefully for a while, she reacted. The movement of the woman in the painting is that she is preparing to get up from her chair. And the smile on his face, as well as that look, was clearly what he looked like when he saw Long Chengxuan.

With just that simple smile, can he draw like this? Zhang Xiaomo was really convinced at this time, but she didn't expect her husband to be able to draw so much. Now she really believes that her husband can draw so well when he is five years old.

But...... The corners of Zhang Xiaomo's mouth suddenly lifted slightly, just like someone said, his whole person is hers, so he will, which means that she will?

Thinking of this, her gaze at Long Chengxuan became more gentle.

After a while, Long Chengxuan stopped: "Xiao Mo." ”

"Huh? Finished drawing? ”

"No, if you look at me like this again, I won't be able to bear it, I can't help it." Long Chengxuan looked at his wife a little helplessly, it seemed that this little girl hadn't understood how much weight she had in her heart, and she dared to stare at him like this all the time. If he wasn't afraid of arguing with his parents, he would have already thought about her now.