Qin Mumu took the pen and hurriedly dizzed, and Gong Jiahe excitedly squeezed a few more lumps of earthy yellow.

No matter how Qin Mumu looks at it, he feels a little embarrassed, it really looks like that......

The mother and son were having fun in the living room, and a lot of paint ran out of the rice paper.

The huge rice paper was covered with colorful paints, and Qin Mumu looked left and right, but he didn't see anything.

"You say, 'What does this look like?'

Maybe the painting was more abstract and she couldn't see it, but the two children could see some of it.

Gong Jiazhuo and Gong Jiahe both stood up, the rice paper was too big, they were still too small, and they had no choice but to look farther away.

Like what?

Is this like a painting?

If you look left and right, you can't see where it looks like a painting.

It's barely like a graffiti abstractionist!

Qin Mumu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two brothers were divided, it seemed that the mother and son were all the same, and they didn't have any artistic cells.

In the future, you can give up the path of painting.

The three of them painted together and cleaned up the paint that had been applied to the floor.

Qin Mumu went upstairs under the pretext and knocked on the door of the study, and after a long while, the door opened.

Gong Zhiyun changed into a casual cotton T-shirt at this time, but the red mark on his face was still very eye-catching, and he didn't know what he thought, with this red mark, was he warning her?

"What's the matter?"

The deep voice pulled Qin Mumu back to reality.

"Are you busy right now?"

Gong Zhiyun looked at her vigilantly, and after a long while, he asked rhetorically, "What do you want to do?" ”

Qin Mumu's brain circuit is different from ordinary people, and her words have to go through her brain all the time.

Seeing him so wary of himself, he was a little unhappy.

A handful pushed him into the study.

"Qin Mumu, what time is it? If you do this way, the impact will not be good. Although Gong Zhiyun said it, he didn't see him pulling Qin Mumu's hand away.

"What's going on in your head? I just want you to wipe the lipstick marks off your face, won't you be embarrassed to put on this face? He took a wet towel at random, pressed Gong Zhiyun, and then rubbed it on his face a few times before the lipstick was wiped off, but there was still a red mark.

"I heard Shen Ming say, someone bullied you today? Why are you still drinking? Gong Zhiyun cleared his throat, and seemed a little unaccustomed to speaking in such a caring tone.

The attitude is quite awkward.

He pretended to be calm and sat down at his desk and looked at the papers.

Is this like caring about people?

"No, I drank because I met a friend today, and we had dinner together at noon, so I drank some." The concentration is not high, that is, she can't drink much, and the alcohol is too weak.

Si Shaoyan appeared in Boya today, as the largest film and television company in the entertainment industry, the major headlines must be full of his reports on a cloudy day.

However, she believed that since he had already planned to reveal the behind-the-scenes boss of his boya, he must be able to deal with it, and she was ready to deal with it.

"How many people eat, men and women? Why didn't you go to me for dinner? Gong Zhiyun clenched the document in his hand and asked a few questions in a row.

Qin Mumu raised his eyebrows.

Is this time being jealous?

"Dinner with my boss, and it's two men." That's right, right? Zuo Yang is her idol and senior, and Si Shaoyan is the president of Boya, isn't that the boss?

"Really? Have a meal and drink with you? The document in Gong Zhiyun's hand was unconsciously crumpled into a ball, and he was just missing a trash can for him to throw away.