Summer in Shangcheng

Chapter 88
The corridor on the second floor was very dark, and the wooden floor creaked when stepped on.

Mu Yicheng pulled Mei Zhixia into the study room, and Mei Zhixia saw the portrait she drew for Mu Yicheng at a glance. At this moment, the painting had been framed in an exquisite photo frame and hung on the wall with expensive wallpaper , compared with another oil painting by a master in the study room, it is simply not popular.

The corner of Mei Zhixia's mouth couldn't help twitching, a portrait, how about framing it?What is the difference between the black and white painting and the portrait...

She glanced at Mu Yicheng, and found that he was staring at the painting on the wall with admiration, she couldn't laugh or cry.

"Well, take it off, you can peek at it yourself, don't hang it up."

Mu Yicheng smiled and said nothing, Mei Zhixia took the initiative to reach for the painting, Mu Yicheng reached out and grabbed her, "What are you doing?"

"Of course you took it off. You hang it here, do you want everyone who sees it to put three sticks of incense on your portrait?"

Mu Yicheng: ...

After being reminded by Mei Zhixia, he was stunned to realize that the portrait was indeed a bit like a posthumous photo...why didn't he realize this himself?He was very embarrassed, just at that moment Uncle Liang came in with tea, he immediately pointed to the portrait on the wall and said to Uncle Liang, "Take down the portrait and the frame."

Uncle Liang put the refreshments on the table, with a suspicious expression on his face: "Why, sir, don't you like that portrait very much?"

Mu Yicheng's face was flushed, and he couldn't help but glance at Mei Zhixia, and said in embarrassment: "When did I say I like it, so I picked it up quickly."

Mei Zhixia secretly wanted to laugh, it was the first time she saw Mu Yicheng so restless, he always had a plan for everything, and there was a hint of panic in his gestures just now.

Uncle Liang took off the portrait according to Mu Yicheng's instructions, and removed the delicate frame, leaving only the thin drawing paper.

He looked at the portrait in his hand, not knowing what to do with it, so he asked Mu Yicheng, "Sir, where do you put this portrait?"

"casual."

Uncle Liang was startled, then suddenly smiled helplessly, and carefully put the portrait in the middle drawer of the desk.

After he left, Mu Yicheng and Mei Zhixia didn't speak for a while.

Mei Zhixia walked to the bookshelf and looked at the bookcase full of books.

She is actually very boring. There is nothing interesting in Mu Yicheng's house. Such a big house is luxurious, but it is not angry at all. If there is a cute and lively little pet, then Mu Yicheng will definitely appreciate it.

She turned around with a smile, and Mu Yicheng was standing not far from her, the blush on her face had dissipated, and she was looking at her with a blank expression at the moment.

"I think you should have a pet, do you like cats or dogs, or raccoons, or other small animals?"

"I don't like animals."

Mei Zhixia: "...Look at you, you have a sullen face in the company all day long, I think you are seriously lacking in love, I suggest you keep a small pet..."

"Then support you."

"..."

Mei Zhixia was so choked that she had nothing to say, and it took her a while to recover.

Ya, she's not a pet...

"I said let you raise a small animal."

"Do you like animals?"

Mei Zhixia smiled, "Of course, the fluffy and cute little guy, of course I like it."

"Very good." Mu Yicheng hooked his lips evilly, "Then raise one, provided that it is kept in my house, and you have to come and take care of it every day, because I won't care about it."

Meizhi Xia Pi smiled bluntly: "I just let you raise it, why do you ask me to come and take care of it every day, besides, there are Uncle Liang and the others."

"They're busy, every day."

Mei Zhixia: ...

(End of this chapter)