"This room is beautiful." Lian Zi walked around the room, and every inch was really in line with her heart.

"If you like it."

Murong Yue stood behind her and slowly took the person into his arms.

"Would you like to see my room?" Murong Yue asked.

There wasn't anything to see in his room, he just wanted to take her to his realm.

"Okay!"

She had only seen her classmates' rooms, and she didn't know how Murong Yue's was different from them.

In her imagination, Murong Yue's room should be cold and tidy, with models or materials placed around it.

But when he really walked in, the style matched his character, with a heavy dark blue base, occasionally interspersed with a few whites, neat and neat, but there was nothing else on the surrounding walls.

The walls are full of her portraits.

There are scenes when they first met, scenes where the two of them are alone, and scenes where she is in Murong's house and her own family, all of them, all of them.

"It's ...... Did you draw it? Lian Zi asked uncertainly.

It was really hard for her to imagine that Murong Yue would be able to paint, and she would paint so much.

"Hmm." Murong Yue rarely looked a little embarrassed.

Some of the paintings were painted before he and her were in a relationship.

At that time, he had just understood his intentions, and he was afraid that he would be rejected if he was too aggressive, so he thought of painting when he couldn't see anyone.

The scene where he saw her, every scene he had clearly imprinted in his mind, and he didn't have to think about it at all.

"When did you learn to draw?" Lian Zi asked. She doesn't know much about painting, but she can also see that Murong Yue's painting skills are very good, otherwise it would be impossible to paint so beautifully.

"I studied for a few years between the ages of six and twelve."

From the age of six to twelve, he learned a lot of things such as tennis, golf, music, painting, etc., but he was too busy to continue studying, so he put it on hold.

Although I haven't touched a paintbrush for a few years, fortunately, the foundation is still there when I was a child, and I practiced a few times to get the feeling back, and I painted the person I liked, full of enthusiasm and expectation, and the effect was still okay.

Lian Zi looked at them one by one, and the first one should be the scene when they first met.

The background was dark, there were countless zombies, they were vicious with their minions, and they wanted to bite the besieged Murong Yue; On the other side, Lian Zi came in light, like a goddess who saved sentient beings from danger.

This painting may have been deliberately processed by Murong Yue, and she exudes a faint luster that contrasts sharply with the dark background.

This painting is painted from Murong Yue's point of view, and Lian Zi's portrait occupies almost half of the paper.

To be honest, Lian Zi was quite embarrassed when he saw it, and always felt suspected of narcissism.

"You were like that in my eyes." Murong Yue picked up Lian Zi's hand and looked at her and said.

At that time, he only felt that her strength was extraordinary, beyond the world, and she was a kind of person he had never seen, so he left traces in his heart.

"Perhaps, I already liked you at the first glance at that time, but I didn't know it."

At that time, the whole world collapsed, and he had to be busy rescue, collecting supplies and all kinds of things, and he didn't include his feelings in his plan at all, and he never thought about it.

Therefore, even if he has a good impression of Lian Zi, he subconsciously thinks that he appreciates rather than likes.

I don't know if it's the reason for the painting or Murong Yue's words, Lian Zi suddenly felt that her ears were a little hot, and she thought, I'm afraid it's already red.

In the next few paintings, even Zi Zi looked carefully one by one.

Different from the first one, which does not eat the world's fireworks, the styles in the later paintings are different, some are gentle, some are dignified, and some are smart......