The man curled the corners of his lips wickedly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the mansion opposite, his eyes gradually gentle. Fu Huanyan, I've been waiting for you for so many years, and now he can't wait any longer!

Actually, when he doesn't wear a bath towel around his waist...... More handsome than this!

In just a few seconds, Xiang Bei hooked his lips, and a smile appeared in his dark eyes. Well, it's very well drawn, especially his toned pectoral muscles, and the white bath towel around his waist.

Seeing Fu Huanyan riding back to the Fu family's mansion, Xiang Beicai parked the car on the side of the road and reached out to take out the drawing board in the back seat. Lifting the white cloth covering it, he stared at the painting in his hand, and there was a moment of shock in his eyes.

The figure in front of him gradually disappeared, Xiang Bei opened the car door and went up, controlling the speed of the car and following behind. Along the way, he always maintained a just right distance between cars, and did not let Fu Huanyan notice him.

Fu Huanyan's cheeks were flushed, and he hurriedly stepped on the pedals and quickly rode away.

Xiang Bei gently hooked his lips, "See you on the weekend." ”

Fu Huanyan didn't notice Xiang Bei's different color, but just shyly wanted to leave. When she was alone with Xiang Bei, her heart was always beating faster, and this feeling made her irritable. Putting on a big sunhat, she quickly raised her legs and stepped into the car, and after thinking of something, she turned her head and said, "Goodbye." ”

In fact, sometimes, love is like that. Simple, just for one person.

Xiang Bei didn't particularly think about what to do, but that smiling face was reflected in the depths of his heart, and no matter how many other cities around him there were, they couldn't pour down the city in his heart.

Maybe Fu Huanyan never remembered that afternoon, but Xiang Bei never forgot it. Over the years, he has walked by all kinds of women, but for him, the throbbing of the afternoon has always lingered in his heart.

However, according to Fu Huanyan's attitude towards herself, this girl should have forgotten the previous things a long time ago. It's no wonder that Fu Jinchen often complains that Fu Huanyan can't remember many things besides things related to painting!

The two stood facing each other, very close. Xiang Bei lowered his head slightly, he could even smell the fresh shampoo smell between Fu Huanyan's hair, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm was raised above her head, he really wanted to rub her soft long hair and recall the beautiful touch that used to be.

The sun is scorching overhead, and it's really hot to ride on a bike in this weather. Fu Huanyan smiled and shook her head, her ponytail swaying on the side of her head with her movements, "No, I can ride home." ”

"I'll send you."

What should have been said has been said, Fu Huanyan can no longer find the words, "Then I'll go first." ”

The bottom of his heart rolled irrepressibly, Fu Huanyan couldn't help laughing, and pretended to be calm, "Welcome." ”

Fu Huanyan nodded, couldn't help but look up at him, only to see him smile gently, "I must go." ”

"There's an art show this weekend, right?" Xiang Bei asked.

"Thank you for buying me a ticket last time, it's a gift for me." Fu Huanyan opened her mouth to explain, she bit her lip and lowered her head, almost daring to look at Xiang Bei's eyes.

Her expression was so cute that Xiang Bei didn't want to embarrass her, so he raised his hand and put the painting in the car.

Hearing that it was her painting, Xiang Bei reacted. He was about to open it after taking it, but Fu Huanyan reached out and pressed the back of his hand, his face was ruddy, "Let's wait until I'm gone." ”

"That's right," Fu Huanyan nodded with a smile, "This is my painting." ”

"For me?" Xiang Beimu stood in place, forgetting to reach out to pick it up.

Fu Huanyan parked the car under the tree, untied the rope behind the seat, took off the drawing board wrapped in a white cloth, and handed it to him, "Oh, this is for you." ”

Hearing this voice, even if he didn't have to look back, Xiang Bei could laugh. He closed the door and turned around, raising an eyebrow at the girl who was riding towards him on her bicycle, "Why are you here?" ”

Early the next morning, Xiang Bei came out of the house with the car keys, and as soon as he opened the car door, he heard someone behind him shouting to him, "Xiang Bei!" ”

Hearing this, Fu Jinchen's deep eyes narrowed, but he didn't speak.

Fu Jinchen was calm and was about to make a move again, Xiang Bei pressed his shoulder, and his tone sank, "Jinchen, I don't want to hide it from you, I have already selected Fu Huanyan from a long time ago." So don't say it's you, no one can change my mind. ”

Xiang Bei raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and replied: "Brother, the fertilizer and water do not leave outsiders' fields, do you understand?" ”

"Xiang Bei, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, do you understand?" Fu Jinchen gasped, and his tone was gloomy.

Fu Jinchen rolled his eyes speechlessly, raised his hand and hit him, the two men competed, and finally they both collapsed on the sofa, panting and talking.

Xiang Bei shrugged, "Does kindergarten count?" ”

"!" Fu Jinchen scolded dissatisfiedly: "How long have you been planning this ghost idea?" ”

Even on the day Fu Huanyan graduated from university, there was a photo of Xiang Bei wearing a bachelor's hat. Fu Jinchen didn't know when Xiang Bei started paying attention to Fu Huanyan, so that for so many years, he didn't notice the strange feelings of his sister with such a close playmate around him!

In the bar box, the flickering spotlights are full of colors. Fu Jinchen's five fingers holding the wine glass continued to tighten, and Xiang Bei had a lot of photos of Fu Huanyan in his hand, from her junior high school, to high school, to college.

"Do you really think I'm willing to go to your house?" Xiang Bei asked rhetorically, and Fu Jinchen instantly understood.

Xiang Bei hooked his lips, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the photo album, Fu Jinchen took it and looked at it, and frowned instantly, "You...... When was it filmed? ”

"You know?" Fu Jinchen was stunned.

It was rare to see Fu Jinchen showing a gentle side towards Fu Huanyan, Xiang Bei took a sip of wine and said, "Fourth, we have played since childhood, and I don't know much about Fu Huanyan than you. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Jinchen naturally remembered that painting. His face became even more ugly, "Although Fu Huanyan is my sister, she is very naïve, in fact, she doesn't understand anything." ”

It turned out to be talking about this matter, Xiang Bei smiled in his eyes, picked up the wine bottle and poured two glasses of wine, and then pursed his lips, "How do you know?" ”

Fu Jinchen narrowed his eyes, "Don't beat our Fu Huanyan's idea!" ”

"What the hell?" Xiang Bei asked puzzled.

Xiang Bei was the last to arrive, Fu Jinchen went over with a wine glass, and dragged him to the corner with a gloomy face, "What the are you doing?" ”

Fu Jinchen didn't bother to take care of it, so he walked to a quiet place and sat down. He poured a glass of wine and drained it, and everyone who should have arrived arrived, and the field gradually became hot.

"Fourth master, why are you here alone?"

At night, Fu Jinchen drove to the bar. There was a fixed meeting time in their circle, and he pushed open the door of the box with a calm face, and the men and women sat around the sofa, whistling.

After raising his hand to push Fu Jinchen out of the studio and locking the door, Fu Huanyan returned to his bedroom. Closing the door, Fu Huanyan fell on the bed, his heart in chaos.

Fu Huanyan was stunned, and suddenly panicked somewhere in his heart. She glared at Fu Jinchen fiercely, and retorted with a stiff expression: "I don't know what you're talking about!" ”

Square peg?

Grabbing Fu Huanyan's hand, Fu Jinchen's face was very ugly. He frowned and looked at his sister standing in front of him, then looked at the man in the portrait, and said in a deep voice: "Fu Huanyan, you are not suitable for Xiang Bei!" ”

Fu Huanyan raised his hand angrily and hit Fu Jinchen on the shoulder, "I'm your sister, who are you talking to?" ”

"Stinky boy!"

Fu Jinchen pursed his lips and tried to search for something, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't expect Xiang Bei and Fu Huanyan to have any intersection! He kept a calm face, almost warning in a warning tone, "Don't beat him up." ”

"I won't tell you." Fu Huanyan crossed his hands on his hips and was proud of him.

Of course he has seen the portrait, but the key is the man in Fu Huanyan's painting, how can it be Xiang Bei? Fu Jinchen's head was a little dizzy, he raised his eyebrows and stared at her and asked, "How can you draw Xiang Bei?" ”

Fu Huanyan glared at him with disdain, "You haven't seen a human portrait?" ”

"Cut!"

Fu Huanyan asked angrily, and after Fu Jinchen came back to his senses, his handsome face couldn't help but sink, "What kind of thing are you drawing?" ”

"Fu Laosi!" With an angry roar from behind, Fu Huanyan ran over, snatched the white cloth and covered the painting again, "Who asked you to peek at my painting?" ”

Walking to the drawing board, Fu Jinchen glanced around cautiously, and reached out to lift the white cloth. The portrait was particularly clear, and he was stunned in disbelief, and the whole person was frozen in place.

A white cloth is covered with a blank canvas on the faceplate, which is very conspicuous. Fu Jinchen originally thought that Fu Huanyan had painted some of the latest works, and wanted to secretly appreciate them so that they could be used to hit her.

In the side corridor, Fu Jinchen finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, extinguished it and threw it into the ashtray. He caught a glimpse of Fu Huanyan bowing his head and returning to the room, and then walked into the studio with his hands in his pockets.

Hey, it's better to send this painting as soon as possible, so that she won't be absent-minded all day long!

After the shock, Fu Huanyan regained his composure. She glanced at her lips and covered the painting with a white cloth, jumped out of the high chair and returned to her bedroom to eat her meal.

Fu Huanyan turned his head, and the smiling face of the man on the drawing board in front of him seemed to come alive. Especially the corners of Xiang Bei's slightly upturned mouth, she seemed to be able to hear his low and elegant laughter.

The aroma of the food aroused the appetite, Fu Huanyan glanced at it lightly, stretched out his hand to touch his shriveled stomach, and couldn't raise his appetite. I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat, what's going on?

In the third lady's studio, no one dared to stay for a long time.

There was a warm lamp in the upstairs studio, Fu Huanyan sat in the high chair with his hands on his cheeks, and the maid came up with a plate to deliver the meal, and left immediately after putting it down.

Serving vegetables to Yao Qin in public, such a move can be regarded as giving her enough face. Yao Qin is also very smart, she understands how to choose between gain and loss, even if she is dissatisfied with Fu Huanyan, she will not find fault now.

You Chuxiu raised his hand to pick up the food for Yao Qin, and said with a smile: "Eat more." ”

Seeing that his father did not speak, the others did not dare to speak. Yao Qin wanted to say something, but Fu Pei'an gave her a look first, and when she saw her husband's expression, she could only reluctantly shut up.

Fu Dongting nodded and didn't continue to ask.

How much is covered up in his wife's words, Fu Dongting's heart is like a mirror, but he has the same intention as his wife, and he is really fond of this daughter.

"Huan Yan is still drawing." You Chuxiu feels sorry for her daughter and will inevitably cover for her.

Using a lot of time and energy to do things that don't earn a dime, for Fu Jinchen, that's boring. Since he went to college, he has been secretly earning money with Quan Yantuo, not because they lack money, but because they can earn money by themselves, for a future heir like them, how can it be an experience!

Fu Jinchen glanced at his side, his sword eyebrows frowning. Her sister, forgot to sleep and eat because of painting, which the whole family knew, but she worked so hard to paint, he still didn't see where those paintings were good?

During dinner in the evening, Fu Huanyan did not go downstairs. Fu Dongting caught a glimpse of the empty chair beside him, and couldn't help asking, "What about Huanyan?" ”

However, her thoughts are not under her control, and sometimes she doesn't want to think about it, but those imaginary pictures always appear in front of her. Fu Huanyan bit her lip, took out a white canvas, and covered the painted portrait to suppress her crankiness.

"Don't think about it!" Fu Huanyan raised his hand and patted his cheeks to calm his restless heart.

After the painting was completed, Fu Huanyan took a closer look, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and his cheeks suddenly turned red. In the past, when she was painting at school, she would often follow the model to complete such a painting, but at this time, she stared at the man in the painting, and her heart began to beat faster again.

I don't know if it's because of the mood, the inspiration that Fu Huanyan just missed is surging at this moment. She didn't even expect that when she painted the portrait of Xiang Bei, she almost did it in one go, and even she was at a glance, and the characters could be painted so vividly.

Standing up with the camera in his hand, Fu Huanyan picked up the brush again and sat down in front of the drawing board again. Since she decided to give him a painting, then she will let it go!

Clicking on Xiang Bei's photo, the corners of Fu Huanyan's mouth gradually raised, and she could laugh when she thought back to the situation that day. Although she was embarrassed at the time, she laughed out loud every time she thought about it later.

However, the methods that are usually tried and tested do not work today. Fu Huanyan had nothing to do, and lowered his head irritably to collect his brushes, it seemed that today's efforts were in vain. Her eyes touched the one-way camera not far away, and finally she couldn't help but hold it in her hand again.

Sitting quietly alone, trying to clear all the thoughts in his head. Settle down and calm her mind completely, and her inspiration will naturally come back.

Back in the studio on the second floor, Fu Huanyan put the drawing board back and sat in the high chair to continue to hold back. When she really wants to paint, but can't find the feeling, the method she often uses is, hold back!

You Chuxiu's words sounded like a consolation, but in fact, he moved Fu Dongting out again. Yao Qin naturally understood that no matter how angry she was, she couldn't reason with Fu Huanyan directly. Who makes her the most favored at home is Fu Dongting's pearl in the palm of her hand!

"Don't be like her." You Chuxiu stretched out her hand and pulled her eldest daughter-in-law to the sofa and sat down, and said with a smile: "Huan Yan has been in a bad mood recently, you also know her, she said that the wind is the rain, and no one can control it!" Dongting can't do anything about her, let alone us! ”

Yao Qin paused, looking aggrieved, "Mother, you have heard it, Huan Yan often makes fun of me." ”

was yelled at by Fu Huanyan without a head or brain, and Yao Qin definitely couldn't hold it on his face. She was just about to raise her feet and go upstairs, You Chuxiu was already walking towards her with a smile, "Huan Yan, this kid is becoming more and more willful!" ”

When the words fell, Fu Huanyan hugged the drawing board and rushed upstairs with a huff.

Fu Huanyan hates people criticizing her paintings the most, and she doesn't care about these people who don't understand art, she doesn't bother to explain at all, "Sister-in-law, let me tell you, in the future, you won't talk about my paintings behind your back, if you let me hear it again, I'll be done with you!" ”

"Humph!"

Yao Qin was stunned, her face was a little strange, "Where do you start with this?" ”

Maybe Yao Qin's words didn't have any other meaning, but after Fu Zheng's denial just now, Fu Huanyan didn't like anyone. She glared at her sister-in-law with a calm face, and said angrily: "You usually say bad things about me in front of Xiao Zheng, right?!" ”

After being hit by Fu Zheng, Fu Huanyan silently packed up the drawing board, pouted and walked into the house. Yao Qin happened to come out, confronted Fu Huanyan, and greeted her with a smile, "Huanyan, how is the painting?" ”

Looking at Fu Zheng's back as he walked away, Fu Huanyan pursed his lips, his chest still rising and falling. This kid is obviously only a teenager, but he always looks calm and sophisticated, and his tone of voice is like this, and his usual attitude towards things is also the same. Sometimes Fu Huanyan has to wonder if this child is her nephew or her brother?!

"......" Fu Huanyan was speechless in anger.

Hearing her say this, Fu Zheng's eyes were calm and unwavering, he took off the schoolbag he was carrying behind him, and turned to hold it in his hand, "Grandpa told me to be honest!" ”

Fu Huanyan was angry and changed his face, bluffing his face to scare him, "You dare to say that auntie, be careful I tell your grandfather!" ”

"Fu Zheng!"

Fu Zheng shook his head and raised his hand to push the black-framed glasses on his face, "The others are not very good." ”

Not so good? Fu Huanyan was stunned, and with his eyes, he realized that this kid was commenting on his painting, and hurriedly explained, "This one hasn't been painted yet, and I'm not satisfied with it myself." ”

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, saw the watercolor painting on Fu Huanyan's drawing board, and said, "It's not good." ”

Every time I talk to him, it's almost the same, no matter what Fu Huanyan says, he will never reply, but he won't say anything else. Fu Huanyan shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and dragged him in front of him, "Boy, can you be tired to death if you say a few more words?" ”

Fu Zheng walked over with an expressionless face, "Auntie." ”

Suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, Fu Huanyan turned around in a panic, and after seeing the person standing behind him, he immediately frowned, "Xiao Zheng, what's the matter with you, standing behind me without saying a word, do you want to scare me to death?" ”

Fu Huanyan turned off the camera and raised his hand to throw away the paintbrush. Sitting here wasting more than two hours, but what she drew was completely not to her heart's content. With such an emotional state, she will definitely not be able to draw anything.

"Annoying!"

She stared at the photo of Xiang Bei in the camera, and her heart was always beating fast.

The trees planted in the courtyard have been planted for some years, and the trunks are thick and extended, and it is very comfortable to sit under the trees to enjoy the coolness, but Fu Huanyan still can't calm down.

This year's summer seems to have been particularly long, starting to warm up in June and remaining warm until the end of August. When I got up in the morning, the weather was sweltering, and Fu Huanyan sat in the shade with a paintbrush, and the sweat on his head never broke.