Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Even the painted scenes are all the same gray sky and dark buildings.

It is said that a person's thoughts will be directly presented in the painting.

When the world in Bill's eyes is black, his paintings are also black.

But now he is much better, the colors are colorful, especially this one, which is warm and cozy, full of warmth.

This proves that the child's power of observation has also begun to extend in this direction.

Wen Xinnuan pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, Bill, I'm really sorry..."

She didn't do any good deeds, what Ji Ziang could do, she should do even more.

……

"Papa Ji!"

The cute baby who was running around with a ball in his mouth suddenly had a bright eye and looked somewhere.

Liu Ye stood up straight, and the cute baby ran quickly, bouncing around Ji Ziang's side, wagging its tail happily.

"Father Ji, the baby wants Tangtang."

"..."

"Candy!"

Ji Ziang took out a candy from his pocket, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he lifted the paper with ease and bent down to feed it.

The cute baby put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly stood up, and he said in surprise, "Oh, lemon!"

A new flavor, lemony.

These candies were originally made to order by Ji Ziang. Later, he put his spirit of developing poison on them, and began to specialize in his own research, making many candies with different flavors.

The cute baby is so happy that he wants to roll on the grass.

With a bag of things in his hand, Ji Ziang raised his eyes to look at Liu Ye.

After walking a few steps, he saw a ball falling on the grass, picked it up, put it on his fingers a few times, and threw it towards Liu Ye.

Lucy stretched out his hand lightly to catch it.

"Well, have you had a good week?"

Lucy didn't speak.

Ji Ziang got used to the way of getting along with him, walked up to him, lifted the bag in his hand: "This is a new painting tool."

Lucy looked away lightly: "No need. Yes."

"Cobalt blue, ultramarine blue, crescent gray, crab yellow gray..." Ji Ziang hooked his lips, "These should be the colors you need."

Liu Ye's shoulders moved slightly, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

Probably strange, how did Ji Ziang know.

"You are my son, what is there about you that I don't know?"

Ji Ziang smiled gently, and put the painting utensils among the flowers, "There are still a few colors that surprise you, open them and have a look."

Liu Ye still kept his face closed, holding a ball in one hand, indifferent and alienated.

Ji Zi Ang Yun calmly said, "Look slowly, I'm going in."

"..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually going away, Liu Ye turned around and stared at the painting tools under his feet.

There is no child who does not like the feeling of being valued, the sense of presence in the family, the sense of care...

All that was missing from his childhood.

Ji Ziang always knows his immediate needs.

"(*@ο@*) Wow~ Is this bag full of candy?" The cute baby came running up and down, wagging its little tail, and tearing the box with its little paws involuntarily.

Compared with before, she speaks much more clearly and can speak more sentences.

Watching the corner of the painting utensils being gnawed down, the sharp imprint of Xiaomi fell into it...and the saliva.

"Baby, don't touch it." Liu Ye couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged the cute baby away.

When Ji Ziang walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, and when he turned his head to see Bill picking up the painting bag, a stream of light flashed across the corner of his eyes.

In order to warm his heart, what he should do and what he can do, he will try his best...