Zhang Hao and Qi Youlin's mood at the moment is heavier than when they came.

Luo Xiao's condition is far more serious than expected, and he may even be in danger at any time. Although Zhang Hao has been mentally prepared for a long time, but when he really waited for this day, he still felt that it was difficult to accept that a good person could be lost at any time.

And Qi Youlin's mood is even more complicated, on the one hand, because her best friend has such a serious illness, and her life may be in danger at any time. On the other hand, because of Luo Xiao's changes yesterday, she didn't know how to get along with her.

Especially Luo Xiao seemed to remember 'that incident', which made Qi Youlin as uneasy as walking on thin ice.

At this moment, Luo Xiao is alone in the studio at home, changing into a set of 'work clothes' that he usually wears when he paints, holding a paintbrush to the painting on the easel, frowning and pouting, with an expression of 'see how I treat you'.

"Humph! Draw and draw, don't admit it yet! Luo Xiao looked angry and said to himself: "Do you think I don't know why you don't admit it?" Isn't it that you've learned my painting style, and I'm embarrassed to admit it! ”

Luo Xiao thought "when it is so". As the so-called husband and wife have no overnight feud, she is not angry with Zhang Hao at this time, and that attitude in the morning is actually just because of face problems. And I don't know why, when I got up in the morning and saw this painting again, I felt that I liked it very much, and I wanted to finish it myself.

That's why she's standing in front of this easel at this moment, ready to do it herself. Of course, it's also because she hasn't painted for a long time, and she has some itchy skills.

"The drawing is not bad, and it is not in vain that I taught him for so long." Luo Xiao looked at it carefully and nodded with satisfaction. Although the painting is only half completed, regardless of the technique or the light and shade of the color, you can see that the person who painted the painting is not shallow. In Luo Xiao's view, it is 'very much her true biography'.

In fact, Zhang Hao really learned to paint with Luo Xiao. In the past, although he had a talent for art, he had always been a hobby, drawing two strokes when he had nothing to do to entertain himself, and he had never really learned the necessary knowledge.

It wasn't until he met Luo Xiao that he really learned the relevant knowledge of painting systematically. Luo Xiao used to be a teacher, and Zhang Hao can be regarded as her student...... So from this level, she and Zhang Hao can be regarded as a teacher-student relationship.

Luo Xiao held the brush in her hand, adding details to the unfinished painting scroll one by one, and the process was so smooth that even she felt a little surprised, as if she didn't need to think about how Zhang Hao composed the picture, and directly followed the feeling to paint.

She didn't feel at all that the painting was actually her own. Just yesterday afternoon, she had just turned the painting from a draft into a half-finished product, and subconsciously already had a complete composition, where else to think about.

Luo Xiao painted from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon before finally putting down the brush. At this time, when I look at this painting again, a beautiful baby is lying on a pure white bed and falling asleep, looking naïve and cute, the picture is rich in details and colors, and it can already be regarded as a completed work.

Luo Xiao took a few steps back, looked at the work and nodded with satisfaction. She felt that she should find a frame to frame the painting and hang it in the middle of the wall.

Because this can be a painting that she and Zhang Hao 'two people 'together', and she actually painted this baby so cute, Luo Xiao felt that she should look at it twice if she was fine, and then give birth like this.

His stomach growled, and Luo Xiao finally remembered that he hadn't eaten lunch yet. There are a lot of things to eat at home, because all the nannies have been dismissed, so Zhang Hao has kept the refrigerator full at home, for fear that Luo Xiao will be hungry and will not find anything to eat.

But Luo Xiao was in a good mood at this time, and he didn't want to eat those quick-frozen foods. Taking advantage of Zhang Hao's absence, she ordered a fast food known as junk food, and Zhang Hao usually didn't let her eat these things, saying that it was not good for her health.

But who made Zhang Hao angry with her last night, and today he has to eat what he doesn't let eat.

Regardless of whether Zhang Hao felt Luo Xiao's willingness to take revenge at the moment, she felt refreshed anyway.

The delivery man arrived soon, and the young man seemed to be puzzled that people living in such a big house would also order such cheap takeaways, but when he saw Luo Xiao coming out in 'work clothes', he immediately looked like he suddenly realized.

He should have regarded Luo Xiao as a nanny working in this villa, and indeed Luo Xiao's current dress does not look like the hostess of this mansion. And a nanny calls such a takeaway, which is in line with her income level.

Living in such a big house and employing such a beautiful nanny, it is really difficult not to envy the life of a rich person. The lad thought so.

Luo Xiao probably saw the young man's thoughts at the moment, but there was no need to explain anything to him, he paid the bill, closed the door and went back to the house. The moment she turned around, she clearly saw the envy in the young man's eyes, as if she wanted to say something to her, but she didn't care.

She has seen this kind of look a lot before.

After enjoying this hard-won junk food, Luo Xiao patted her belly with satisfaction and decided to go upstairs to take a nap. She has been painting for most of the day, standing all the time, which consumes a lot of physical strength, not to mention that she has not rested well in the past few days.

However, Luo Xiao only slept for less than half an hour before getting up.

Before going to bed, she was in a good mood, but now she didn't know why, and her brow furrowed again.

came to the kitchen and looked at the fast food on the table that was not fully eaten, and Luo Xiao threw it directly into the trash. Then, she went to the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet with her fingers down her throat...... I vomited out everything I had eaten before!

She kept vomiting for a long time, and felt that her stomach was empty, so she washed her face, looked at herself in the mirror, and Luo Xiao sighed deeply. Back in the kitchen, I took out a frozen steak and heated it in the microwave, and sat down at the table to eat.

She eats elegantly and generously, which is similar to the style of a female man who didn't care about her image when she ate fast food before. Of course, she couldn't eat a steak, and she didn't throw away the rest directly, but carefully wrapped it in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

Then, Luo Xiao came to the studio, looking at the baby portrait hanging in the middle of the wall, Luo Xiao smiled very strangely.

Taking out the paintbrush again, Luo Xiao wrote his name in the lower right corner of the painting - Luo You!