Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 87
On the table.

Aunt Chen prepared the food, and seeing Mi Xia's lack of energy, she was a little puzzled.

When I went out this morning, didn't Miss Mi happily say that her painting was about to be finished?
Why did it suddenly become like this again?
"Miss Mi, how is your painting?"

Misha lowered her head, and the movements of her hands paused.

"Alright, alright..."

Aunt Chen looked at her worriedly, no matter how you look at it, Mi Xia doesn't seem to be okay like this.

She looked up at Bo Xinglan, and saw that the young master was also looking at Mi Xia, with no emotion on his face.

After Misha finished her meal, she stood up and turned around to go back to the bedroom.

"Wait." Bo Xinglan said suddenly.

Mi Xia turned her head and saw that Bo Xinglan had stood up.

"I'll take you somewhere."

Misha looked at him in surprise.

"But I still want to draw..."

Bo Xinglan didn't explain, but looked at her firmly.

Misha looked at him for a while before nodding slightly.

"it is good."

Mi Xia followed Bo Xinglan out the door, and after a while, Bo Xinglan stopped.

The hand was suddenly grabbed.

"look up."

When Misha heard this, he quickly recovered from his chaotic thoughts.

The fresh air entered the tip of the nose for the first time, and Mi Xia's eyes lit up instantly.

Shady green trees, blue sky.

When she saw the picture in front of her clearly, her eyes widened instantly.
"here it is……"

Surrounded by trees, there is a tall stone in front of you, and the sound of the stream comes from behind.

This is clearly the place where he spent the whole night with the black panther last time.

"How did you know about this place?"

Bo Xinglan's eyes flickered for a moment.

"Aunt Chen said so."

Misha raised his foot and walked over, his mood widened involuntarily.

She went straight to the rock.

"Bo Xinglan, I also drew a picture here, it's that black panther..."

Misha turned her head, with a slightly raised smile on her lips.

Bo Xinglan looked at her, his eyes became darker, and the golden light shone in the depths of his eyes, like tiny threads emitted by the collision of electric currents.

"Draw another one."

"What?" Misha looked at him in surprise.

Bo Xinglan's gaze became firmer.

"Draw another picture."

Misha turned her head, and it seemed that the black panther Xiaoye was resting on the rock again, and she was leaning against it, and the soft moonlight was falling from the sky...

Thinking of this picture, she couldn't help but move her fingers holding the paintbrush.

"it is good!"

The corner of Bo Xinglan's mouth raised a small arc, which disappeared in an instant, like ripples on the water.

It was getting late, and the surrounding lights were temporarily turned on, and the bright light fell.

Misha looked at the drawing board and brushes that had been prepared in front of him.

"Am I really going to paint here?"

Bo Xinglan nodded slightly.

"I'll be here."

Mi Xia looked around, and Lao Xu and Aunt Chen were also there.

"it is good."

She walked to the chair and sat down, and just picked up the paintbrush, a painting appeared in her mind.

Bo Xinglan stood aside, looking at the person who was seriously drawing under the light.

Aunt Chen looked at Bo Xinglan, then at Mi Xia, with a satisfied smile on her lips.

"Master, it's getting late. Old Xu and I are here to protect Miss Mi. You should go back first."

But Bo Xinglan didn't move, his eyes kept on Mi Xia.

"You go back."

Old Xu looked at him in surprise.

"But……"

At the beginning, Aunt Chen pulled him.

"Then young master, we will go back first."

The two left one after another, leaving only Mi Xia and Bo Xinglan in the woods.

(End of this chapter)