It's like looking at the left hand...... In less than a month, I didn't love each other anymore, and I had to end up dismal. 」「......」

Jiang Feng slowed down at a slow rate, and the speed of escaping slowly slowed down, and his eyes were slender.

"Childe, put the tissues there, let's come up first. Kan Di Tui is a very dissenting obsessive, and when he speaks, he puts away the tissues and withdraws them.

Jiang Feng was under the escape machine, and his lips were clenched.

Every day when you are tired of being in a piece, it will become a hand to look at the left hand......

What's this, Su Lianxing's palm is very good, is she willing to see it.

Dismal Palm......

Every now and then, it will be bleak.

She looked at him pleasantly, but he didn't have to.

Jiang Feng walked up from under the escape machine, took a tissue to wipe her sweat, and suddenly, she pulled the tissue with her palm.

Ahit......

Give space and give space, what's so great......

Jiang Feng walked out of Jian's side in a small walk, walked towards Su Lianxing's study, and silently opened the window with his back palm.

I only saw Su Lianxing sitting behind the desk and was stunned, he had already changed into a servant's clothes, wearing an elegant long dress with a pastoral color, he didn't have an attitude when he picked up a pen in his hand, his hair was hooked in front of his ears, and the outline of his side face was innocent and flawless, and he didn't understand what he was thinking when he looked at the back. Jiang Feng was about to walk in, so he listened to Su Lianxing's vigorous strokes under the paper, and said indignantly, "Dictatorship...... Stubborn ...... Spooky Maniac ...... Don't ...... face."

「......」

Don't ask for a face...... still dare to scold her......

Jiang Feng stood behind the window, his face was dark, and he was about to close the window with his palm.

A moment after the window closed, Su Lianxing knelt under the desk, and said to himself angrily, "How ......long will life end?"

The first ......

He was thinking about it, and he was really still tired of her......

How long has it been, so easy to get tired of, because it doesn't have the slightest sense of mystery......

"It's not over, it's your heart. Jiang Feng said solemnly.

Su Lianxing didn't remember that Jiang Feng would suddenly appear, and turned to look at him in amazement, her lips slightly open.

Jiang Feng walked over to him and looked at him grimly, "You like to scold us in front of your waist very much, isn't ......?"

"Not at all. 」

Su Lianxing said without any expression, of course her face was not happy.

"You put that dead face back on us, so you don't have to go out the window to find a feeling. Jiang Feng stared at him hard.

What the hell is it true......

In front of Su Lianxing, she and a little man have to find a stone step to go up by herself every time, otherwise, if she ignores him, he will never ignore her.

"How do we die...... Su Lianxing was about to refute, but suddenly reflected, and stood up happily, "Would you like to teach us to go out of the window to find our feelings......

"Once a month. 」

Jiang Fengling said indifferently.

"Okay, I can ......" Su Lianxing immediately agreed, and her face showed a faint smile after the rain and the sky.

His smile fell on Jiang Feng's eyes, and he was so excited to leave her for a day......

"Are you thirsty or not, we'll make you breakfast." Su Lianxing said with a smile, flattering her very hard, "Don't worry, we are not allowed to hurt our palms. 」

"Put away your hypocritical flattery......"

The more Jiang Feng looked at him, the more piercing his eyes became, staring at him hard, turning sideways and walking, and the afterglow suddenly swept a painting under the stage.

Jiang Feng stopped and looked under the painting, only to see a Chinese painting-style man painted under the paper, with a stiff face, neat long hair, and slightly mixed-race facial features, and the proportions of the figure were familiar.

Jiang Feng took the painting, "What is that......?"

"Hey......" Su Lianxing stood here dumb.

He was really stupid, and he didn't understand how to put away the good things he did.

"Say ......"

"We are very new to create Chinese painting humans. Su Lianxing could only tell the truth, praying that she would not admit it.

Jiang Feng hooked up the painting, and looked at him with starry eyes, "Don't you think that we can't even recognize ourselves......

The two-dimensional object is that she is her, and she is still not blind.

"The ......"

Su Lianxing was dumb and didn't understand how to prove it.

Jiang Feng had just agreed to teach him to go out of the window alone, but now she found out that he had secretly painted her, and still used her as material to write her into the Chinese painting, so it was strange that she was not a little angry with her temperament.

How to do it.

How to do it......

Su Lianxing was half dead, and suddenly heard a light smile sounding below his head, "Su Lianxing, you still don't recognize that you love us......

Su Lianxing, you still don't recognize that you love us......

"Ah......h

Su Lianxing raised his face, looking at Jiang Feng's face, which was completely forgotten, a little confused, how could he suddenly jump to the ...... Love her rhythm......

Shouldn't he be pressed to ask why he painted her, an invasion of privacy?

How is it to ask love or not.

"When did you start painting...... Jiang Feng lowered his head and asked him, not a single face had an angry expression, all of them were inferior, unsurpassed and proud.

"The moment when I just retreated into the Empty Village......

"You've been drawing us quietly for so long. Jiang Feng hooked his lips, looked at the human beings drawn on the top, and looked at him again, arrogantly picking his eyelashes, "Su Lianxing, look at you, you are indeed the incorrigible antidote that loves us." 」

The girl who didn't approve of her was so sullen.

One side didn't say anything to her, and one side was secretly painting her.

Originally, Su Lianxing was such a girl, she was relieved.

「......」

Su Lianxing looked at her face full of good feelings, moved the two star pupils, and her heart floated through rows and rows of ellipses.

How did she see in the painting that he loved her incorrigible......

Very much, she is even his sense of human beings.

Jiang Feng picked up the painting, the more he looked at it, the happier he became, no, Su Lianxing's painting skills are indeed very good, it is not against her to paint her as a Chinese painting, her eyelashes are all for her, and there is no deviation from her 100% of the pinching in place.

The girl that Jiang Feng looked down on was tired.

"We remember that you are painting Chinese paintings of girls, love disputes. Jiang Feng looked at him, "You are going to draw the things that I'm waiting for......

She spoke a question, but her words were firm.

「......」

Su Lianxing stood here, Nu Lanu lips, and did not dare to say it.

Not.

His storyline that time did not end with love, let alone think that their affairs were the prototype, but the story line was based on a strange and stubborn maniac who fell from the peak to the abyss......

He also dealt a blow to the resentment against her under the head of the master of Chinese painting. Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Feng thought that he was acquiescing, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was shallower, he pushed away the tatami mat and sat down, put one foot under his desk, pushed him into his own arms and grabbed him, and his legs were still holding this painting in his palm.