"Take you somewhere." After leaving the kindergarten, Ling Mo continued to hold Ning Yuanlan's hand, but did not take her home.

"Where are you going?" Ning Yuanlan was puzzled, always feeling that he was a little mysterious these days, but when he looked closely, he didn't find anything wrong.

"You'll know when you get there." Ling Mo smiled and took her hand, walked on the sidewalk, walked for nearly ten minutes, and came to a relatively quiet shop.

"How did you get here?" Ning Yuanlan turned his head to look at him suspiciously, in fact, over the years, they often come to this area for a walk, this area is newly developed, it is said that the feng shui is good, so there are many rich people in Jiangcheng to live, and the rich people's favorite thing to play is nothing more than poetry and songs, vassal elegance, this street is bought with antique calligraphy and paintings, as well as guqin and the like.

Ning Yuanlan and Xiang Tiantian also found a lot of Hanfu in this vicinity, the material, the workmanship, it was definitely sewn with silk and silver thread, and Xiang Tiantian's little sister was defeated a lot.

It's just that why did Ling Mo bring her here today, Ning Yuanlan was very puzzled.

"Shall we work here in the future?" Ling Mo smiled, took her hand, and came to a gallery, the name of the gallery was very simple, directly called "Reminiscence".

"Reminiscence?" Ning Yuanlan looked up at the name of the gallery, and a clerk came over and greeted Ling Mo very politely, "Mr. Ling, you are here." ”

"This is my wife, the boss of 'Remembrance'." Ling Mo introduced Ning Yuanlan with a smile.

"Huh?" Ning Yuanlan was stunned for a moment and looked at Ling Mo suspiciously.

"I opened this gallery for you, didn't you spend a lot of painting before? I've got it all sorted out, and I'm hanging you in it. Ling Mo smiled and scratched her little nose, then took her hand and went straight into the gallery.

The clerk knew that they were husband and wife, so he didn't follow him.

"Why do you want to open a gallery for me all of a sudden?" Ning Yuanlan never thought that she would open a gallery one day, she just wanted to paint quietly, and those who liked her works could buy them back at a suitable price, and if she didn't like them, she would keep them.

But he opened a gallery for her, Ning Yuanlan laughed, he was always so caring.

"Baolu went to school, I'm afraid you will be bored in the future, open a gallery to let you pass the time." Ling Mo smiled, leading her to look at all the works on the wall, which she had painted when he took her to collect wind.

"Before I knew it, I had so many works." Ning Yuanlan looked down on this gallery, there were really a lot of works in it, it turned out that she had painted so many paintings for so many years, she walked to the back of the gallery, and then found that there was a door behind her, she twisted the doorknob at the same time, and asked Ling Mo suspiciously, "How can there be a door here?" ”

Ling Mo didn't say a word, only smiled and watched her push open the door and go in.

"Ah......" Ning Yuanlan was speechless by the furnishings inside, this room is exactly the same as the studio at home, there are two floor-to-ceiling windows, just two adjacent walls, outside the window is the big river of Jiangcheng, at this moment the spring sun is shining high, the lake is swaying with a layer of golden light, it is very beautiful.

"Do you like it?" Ling Mo closed the door, walked over, and hugged her from behind, "Ning'er, this is a gift for you, in the future, you draw here, and I write programs here?" You say it's good or not. ”