Chapter 225

When he reached out to pull the canvas, Luo Shihan suddenly turned over, lying on the canvas with his whole body, and holding the canvas tightly with both hands.

He must not be allowed to see this portrait.

"What did you draw that couldn't see the light?" Zhan Hanjue squatted in front of her and asked suspiciously.

Luo Shihan looked up at him and said with a weak heart. "My painting skills are clumsy, so don't stain the eyes of the war master."

Zhan Hanjue suddenly stretched out his hand to pick her up, Luo Shihan turned pale with fright, and held the sketchpad in his arms.

The tighter she guarded it, the more curious he became about the painting's contents.

"Let go." Seeing her holding the sketchpad and relying on each other for life and death, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

On the drawing board, on white paper, a faceless man is depicted. Dressed in a white shirt, with flowing black hair, and a four-leaf clover ring on her slender fingers.

Although his facial features were not outlined, he could see at a glance that this was him when he was young.

The portrait of him is lifelike.

He suddenly flipped her over and made her face up to the sky.

He leaned down mischievously, and just as his lips were about to touch hers, her nervousness overflowed through her body.

At this moment, his hand suddenly pulled out the drawing board in her arms, and he lowered her to the ground, and tore off the white cloth with lightning speed.

His heart was full of excitement, and all his troubles and doubts were gone.

It turns out that she is really Zheng Ling!

It's his Zhengling!

The skills of the painter can be described as perfect.

What surprised Zhan Hanjue even more was that this painting was clearly Zheng Ling's handwriting.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Luo Shihan, and she was looking at him nervously.

"It's over." Luo Shihan snatched the drawing board and covered her portrait with quick movements.

Zhan Han Jue asked, "Why don't you paint your face?" Is he just so unsightly? ”

The young man's war chill is the eternal sun in Luo Shihan's heart.

Doubt it!

"Good drawing." He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and praised.

Luo Shihan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't recognize it.

Love is flamboyant and domineering, heartless and heartless.

On the contrary, he was a little older, because he knew shame. Every time she was teased by her, she could only pretend to be cool and leave.

She didn't understand that he would be shy, and every time she was stunned, "Brother Jue, why don't you pay attention to others?" ”

Luo Shihan couldn't hear others say that Zhan Hanjue was half bad, so he immediately went back and said, "It's not that he can't see anyone." It's that he's so good, my strokes can't be one-tenth as good as his. ”

The smile of the Battle Chill Lord was fixed in his eyes.

Since she was young, she chased after him, shouting "Brother Jue" again and again, and she never hid her liking for him.

knew that she was his beloved Zheng Ling, and there was no reason to lose her again.

Luo Shihan said astringently, "The old lady is right, sooner or later you will have to start a family again." I live here in the nest of the dove and occupy the magpie's nest, which is not suitable. ”

Luo Shihan packed her luggage and pulled out the lever of the suitcase.

Fool!

That's what he always called her in his heart.

"Luo Shihan, do you really want to move out?"

Zhan Hanjue's hand pressed on her hand suddenly, Luo Shihan wanted to pull it out, but he used too much force, and his big hand shackled her small hand tightly.

"What if your child misses you after you move out?" His seductive eyes shone with a glint of wisdom.

Luo Shihan said without thinking, "If Master Zhan doesn't mind, he can come over with his dreams at any time." ”