The hot little genius doctor: the national teacher burst into favor with his wife

Chapter 262 I like it very much
Both Bei Liwan and Dugu Mingxue looked at her, how could this not be painted?Make it clear that you are sulking yourself, okay?The pouting mouth can already hang up the oil bottle.

"Is it because I'm too difficult to draw?" Di Yuanmo stroked his chin and looked at Zimeng with a smile.

"Well, it looks so good, no matter how you draw it, it doesn't feel right, so it's better not to draw it, right?"

Zimeng raised her head aggrieved, and looked at Di Yuanmo, who nodded with a smile.

Bei Liwan on the other side really can't stand it anymore!Is it really okay to indulge like this?Even the excuse that she can't draw has been found for her.

"I'm a little hungry. I'm going to find something to eat. Luckily, you're hungry too, right? Let's go, I'll take you with me. Well, Mingxue, do you want to go together?"

Bei Liwan picked up Lucky, then looked at Dugu Mingxue with a smile, blinked her eyes, but Dugu Mingxue stood up without saying a word, followed Bei Liwan out with her head down.

Zi Meng ignored them, Di Yuanmo controlled the wheelchair and came to Zi Meng's side.

"Go and wash off the ink stains on your body, and I'll help you draw." Di Yuanmo said with a smile, the ink stains on Zi Meng's face were really a bit too funny.

"Can you draw?" Zi Meng sat up and looked at Di Yuanmo. Di Yuanmo nodded. Zi Meng immediately prepared the paper and ran out.

Di Yuanmo looked at the clean paper with a faint smile on his lips, picked up the brush, and began to draw seriously.

Zi Meng was going to wash her face at first, but in the end, she found ink stains all over her body, and she raised her eyebrows. Di Yuanmo must have seen this look just now, it's so embarrassing.

In the end, Zi Meng simply took a shower.

When she came back and saw Di Yuanmo's serious look, she would stand there motionless, staring at Di Yuanmo, as if she wanted to imprint Di Yuanmo's current appearance in her mind.

And Di Yuanmo, who was drawing seriously, didn't notice that Zi Meng had come over.

The two of them just forgot all the existence in such a quiet and moving way, time passed little by little, and no one came to disturb them.

It wasn't until Di Yuanmo put down the brush in his hand that Zimeng realized that she had been standing here for a long, long time.

After moving her slightly stiff body, she walked over slowly, and seeing the portrait that had been painted in front of Di Yuanmo, Zi Meng froze there.

She thought Di Yuanmo was painting himself, but in the end, she didn't expect that the painting on it turned out to be two people, one Di Yuanmo and the other Zi Meng.

The two stood next to each other, with faint smiles on their lips, so suitable, so perfect, so perfect that Zimeng thought that they had really come together.

"Why?" Zi Meng didn't look up, but asked softly, her voice choked up.

"What?" Di Yuanmo looked at Zimeng.

"Why did you think of painting such a painting?" Zi Meng looked up, looking at Di Yuanmo with moist eyes.

Di Yuanmo looked at Zimeng's appearance, a little flustered, he just drew whatever came to his mind, but Zimeng seemed to be about to cry.

"Well, don't cry. I didn't draw it on purpose. It's just that I drew it when I thought of it. If you don't like it, I just don't draw it in the future."

Di Yuanmo looked at Zimeng's look a little bit lost, and at the same time comforted Zimeng at a loss, Zimeng shook her head, she was just too excited now, it's not that she didn't think she didn't like it.

"Di Yuanmo, thank you, I like this painting very much, I... will definitely keep it well."

(End of this chapter)