He asked, "When did Iman leave?" ”

"After breakfast in the morning, it was about eight o'clock. Madame also asked me to make you some soup to nourish your liver. By the way, you just got up and eat something light, drink some porridge, you go and sit in the restaurant, I'll bring it to you. ”

"Yes. Thank you. ”

Xiao Jinxuan left the kitchen and went to the dining room, simply had breakfast, went back to the room to change his clothes and went out.

At noon, Zhuang Yiman finished his lunch and planned to hang Xu Nuanxin's photographic works he bought yesterday in his study.

She had just moved the photo into the study when a doorbell rang in her ears.

Placing the photo against the wall, she turned around and walked briskly away from the study towards the entrance.

A familiar figure appeared on the monitor on the wall next to the entrance.

Zhuang Yiman turned the doorknob to open the door, looked at Xiao Jinxuan outside the door, and asked, "Why are you here again?" ”

There was a vague hint of unwelcome in his tone.

Xiao Jinxuan was not dissatisfied with this, he raised the corners of his mouth, and replied in a gentle tone: "I'll help you hang the photo in the study." ”

This inconspicuous answer really made Zhuang Yiman cry and laugh, and she asked funny: "So you came all the way to help me hang a photo?" ”

Xiao Jinxuan nodded, and replied in a firm tone: "Yes." ”

"No need, I'll just hang it myself."

"No, you can't hang it yourself, I'll help you."

The words fell, and while Zhuang Yiman was defenseless, he slipped sideways from her side and into her home.

However, as soon as he was not careful, Xiao Jinxuan disappeared from front of his eyes.

Zhuang Yiman turned around and saw that he had already changed his shoes at the entrance, she closed the double doors, looked at Xiao Jinxuan who was changing shoes with her hands around her chest, and asked, "You call this a private house, do you know?" ”

"Breaking into my daughter-in-law's house is not a crime."

This wave of replies really made Zhuang Yiman unable to refute.

Xiao Jinxuan walked into the living room and saw that the photo was no longer in the corner where it was placed yesterday.

He looked around, noticed that the door to the study was open, and walked up his leg to the study.

Zhuang Yiman followed behind him and muttered: "It's really hard for you to have a hangover last night, the first thing I think about when I get up today is to help me hang a photo." ”

Xiao Jinxuan smiled lightly and replied sincerely: "It's not difficult." Your business is primary. ”

As he spoke, his long legs had already entered the study, and Zhuang Yiman had just stood the photo on the wall next to the door.

He turned his head and smiled at Zhuang Yiman, who was following behind him, and with the movement of the smile, a pool of spring water seemed to melt into the eyes of the pair of radiant phoenixes.

He said, "It seems that I came at the right time. ”

Zhuang Yiman shrugged his shoulders casually, but he didn't deny that he was about to hang up this photo just now.

"Where do you want to hang it?"

Zhuang Yiman pointed to the wall behind his desk, "I originally wanted to buy a painting to hang there, but this photo came in time." ”

Xiao Jinxuan nodded, carefully picked up the photo frame, and walked around to the back of the desk.

Zhuang Yiman pointed to a bag of freshly bought non-marking nails on the desk and reminded, "Where are the non-marking nails?" ”

"Okay."

When Zhuang Yiman didn't move out, he would go to art exhibitions every once in a while, and when he saw a painting he liked, he would naturally buy it back.

Therefore, the oil paintings on the walls at home are changed quite often, but they are never replaced by Xiao Jinxuan himself, but Zhuang Yiman asks someone to replace them.