The ex-wife with a high price, Gu Shao's favorite

Chapter 1135 Xiao Han had the idea of ​​taking pictures for the first time
Cheng An lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiao Han.

"go out."

Cheng An got up and left the room quickly.

Xiao Han went into the cloakroom and changed into home clothes, and wiped his wet hair with a towel when he came out.

Cheng An patted his chest and almost died of fright.

Han Yiren draws in the room.

It's strange, she seems to be very good at drawing, she can draw all kinds of houses as soon as she picks up a brush.

Could it be that she used to be a designer?
Han Yiren really wants to find her past self little by little.

She lowered her head and continued to draw.

Xiao Han pushed open the door of Han Yiren's room, and saw her side face drawing with her head down seriously.

Her long hair was tied up with a pencil, and the broken hair fell next to her ears, with a kind of messy beauty.

Xiao Han leaned against the door, quietly watching her draw.

He remembered her as an interior designer.

Xiao Han stared at Han Yiren's delicate side face, lost his mind for a moment.She is indeed easy to fascinate people. She seems to have a kind of magic power that can make people stick their eyes to her firmly and can't move away.

The corners of Han Yiren's lips were curved, and the corners of his mouth outlined a beautiful arc.

Xiao Han's gaze shifted to her lips, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, with an aggressive gaze.

It was easy for Han Yiren to immerse herself in her own world as soon as she painted, and she didn't notice Xiao Han at all.

It wasn't until she finished drawing the little house that she put down the brush and stretched herself.

"Hey, when did you come?" Han Yiren was a little surprised that Xiao Han was standing at the door.

"I've been here for a while, but you didn't notice me." Xiao Han stood up straight and walked towards her.

"I'm drawing, I'm fascinated."

Xiao Han stood beside Han Yiren, looking down at her drawing paper.

"I draw it casually, and I don't know if it looks good or not."

"It looks good." Xiao Han replied immediately.

Han Yiren gave him the painting, "Then give it to you."

Xiao Han's slender fingers were about to take over her painting, but when he was a few centimeters away, he stopped.

His hands were bloody and shouldn't have stained her painting.

Xiao Han hesitated.

Han Yiren handed the painting to Xiao Han and asked, "Did I use to be a designer? I think I like painting very much."

Xiao Han nodded: "Well, you are an interior designer."

Han Yiren thought of something, she picked up a photo album from the table, and said, "I saw these photos today, why do you think you are so serious, you don't have any smiling face at all."

Today Qingcang sent her a photo, saying it was a photo of her and Xiao Han, she saw it, and thought it was a bit strange for the two of them to be photographed.

Xiao Han hasn't seen it yet, and he doesn't know how Qingcang is doing.

He put down the drawing paper and picked up the photo album to look at.

Randomly turned over a few, P is not bad.

Han Yiren pointed to one of the photos, "Look at this one, it's obvious that the two people stand at different angles, how did we take the photo at the beginning? And this one, the height seems to be a bit problematic, and... "

"." Xiao Han closed the album.

Han Yiren thought he was upset, "Are you unhappy? I'm just talking casually, nothing else."

"Then, let's take pictures when we have time. You are the cameraman, you have the final say." Xiao Han had the idea of ​​taking pictures for the first time.

"." Han Yiren felt that this seemed to be the wrong way to say it. Generally, men are photographers.

However, she still complied, "Well, okay."

Han Yiren found that Xiao Han was staring at her, and she had a creepy feeling, as if her prey was being watched by a hunter.

Xiao Han leaned over and surrounded Han Yiren between him and the desk.

Seeing him approaching gradually, Han Yiren kept leaning back.

(End of this chapter)