"The master bedroom is finally finished?" Zhou Jiayao walked towards Ning Yuanlan with a smile, before the holiday, she said that when she painted the guest rooms, she would start teaching him, and she would also hand over one of the guest rooms to him to paint.

In fact, he has been waiting for such a day for a long time, and he is very happy that the two of them can work in the same room, even if it is just painting.

"Hmm." Ning Yuanlan nodded, walked in, and checked Zhou Jiayao's manuscript.

"I haven't painted a mural before, and some of the information is insufficient!" Zhou Jiayao is apprehensive about some primary school students handing in their homework.

"It's a lot better than when I first painted the mural." Ning Yuanlan pointed out some small flaws to him, and then explained the skills to him, and then told him his decision, "You will paint this wall in this room, and I will paint the one next door!" ”

"Huh?" Zhou Jiayao was obviously stunned, "Lan Lan, you must know that I have never painted a mural before. ”

"Painting is practice." Ning Yuanlan ignored his timidity, "Could it be that before you painted on paper when you were a child, you still didn't dare to do it because you were worried that you would only draw on the ground before?" ”

"You're right!" Zhou Jiayao nodded.

"This is our house, so I dare to use it for you to experiment, plus it's a guest room, even if you don't draw well and need to repaint, there won't be any trouble." Ning Yuanlan said

"Thank you, Lan Lan!" Zhou Jiayao was grateful to Ning Yuanlan from the bottom of his heart, after all, this is her family's house, if it is someone else, if he does not paint the hand-painted wall well and delays the progress, the customer will not do it.

"You're welcome." Ning Yuanlan helped him, all because he was Lin Yuanlan's classmate, and seeing that he listened to the persuasion, Ning Yuanlan nodded and said to him, "I'll go through the mural." ”

"Good!" Zhou Jiayao was obviously a little disappointed, but he could only nod.

Ling Mo had already opened the removable laptop next door, and when he saw her walk in, he pulled her over, "I will accompany you to work in the future." ”

She nodded at him, "As long as you think it's okay to stay here." ”

"Absolutely." He reached out to help her brush the broken hair from her forehead to the back, "Compared to work, my daughter-in-law is more important." ”

Ning Yuanlan smiled, "I know how to say sweet words." ”

He didn't answer, just leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

Next door, Zhou Jiayao walked out and was about to discuss his thoughts with Ning Yuanlan, but he didn't expect to see the two of them kissing in the next room before he entered the door.

Zhou Jiayao looked at the sweet and happy two, and a trace of hurt flashed in his eyes.

Ning Yuanlan had always had a good relationship with Ling Mo, he knew it, but during this time, he still couldn't accept seeing them kissing so unwillingly today.

I had to slowly retreat to the guest room where I was going to work, close the door, lean on the door panel and look at the sketches that I had drawn many geniuses, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in my eyes.

Next door, Ling Mo slowly let go of Ning Yuanlan, she buried her head in his arms shyly as usual, not daring to look up at her.

Ling Mo raised the corners of his mouth, stroked her back, and then turned his head to look at the door, if he heard it correctly just now, Zhou Jiayao wanted to come here, he should have seen it.

That kid wants to play tricks in front of him again, hmph, he'll make him completely dead.

The day was spent in Ning Yuanlan's busy drafting, and when he got off work in the evening, Ling Mo helped her down from the ladder chair, "We won't go home for dinner tonight." ”

Her mind was still in the focus of the sketch, and she instinctively asked the doubts in her heart, "What day is today?" ”