Gao Leng Husband's Secret Love: Baby, Sweet

Chapter 459
While eating, Mu Chen's face was still flushed, and he stared fiercely at Fu Jingting from time to time.

Although it was her who jumped up and played, but she often couldn't escape, and in the end she still failed miserably.

After eating, Muchen got ready, and finally chose the bedroom.

Mu Chen dragged Fu Jingting to the small sofa in the bedroom. It was just ordinary dark gray home clothes. His long legs were casually folded, and his tall and tall body leaned lazily. He supported his arms in one hand and held a cigarette in the other. As cold and sharp as in the daytime, at this moment, a few strands of hair on the forehead are scattered, the black eyes are deep, and the light that shoots out makes Muchen feel like a nympho.

Fu Jingting didn't mind Mu Chen's nympho appearance at all, he still smiled with great interest and smoked lazily.

As for Mu Chen, after watching it for a long time, he was willing to look away and play with her stuff.

In fact, drawing comics and sketches of Fu Jingting's head portraits are different from drawing Fu Jingting in real life for a few years.

She learned painting in the early years, but at that time, her mother asked her to learn. She learned a little of Chinese painting and oil painting. Later, when her mother passed away, she lost some of her skills. In addition, she only liked comics, so, really let go.

Occasionally, when I think of it, I draw two strokes. The most frequent time is when I am in Xiangcheng during the holidays. Grandpa Song will say a few words to her from time to time, asking her to pick up the brush again.

Therefore, Mu Chen bragged in the morning that he would become a great painter, that would definitely not work.

But she just thought of it, her hands were itchy, and she really wanted to draw a picture for Fu Jingting.

And what she is going to paint tonight is an oil painting.

Fu Jingting had never seen a little girl playing with so many paints, let alone that she could paint oil paintings, and was a little surprised.

"Baby can still paint oil paintings?"

Muchen immediately felt complacent, and raised his chin, "I know a lot. It's just that I'm a low-key person who keeps a secret."

Fu Jingting pursed his lips and smiled, flicked the cigarette between his fingers, and looked at the little girl with doting eyes in his deep eyes.

After working for a long time, the preparations were done. Mu Chen stood in front of Fu Jingting, looked at the lights, adjusted them again, and finally sat behind the drawing board, looking at Fu Jingting who was sitting casually, looking at the scenery, nympho He smiled, and then said sternly, "I've started, so don't move around at will, stick to it—"

Fu Jingting didn't say anything, but a pair of dark eyes kept falling on the little girl who was serious about painting.

Normally, Fu Jingting's focused eyes would have made the little girl blush, but now, when she got serious, she was a bit serious, completely able to ignore his deep eyes, but she had a different kind of heart-pounding feeling.

Fu Jingting liked her now more and more, or more precisely, he liked to explore the different sides of my sister-in-law.

　
(End of this chapter)