Sir Ares,Goodnight!

When he reached for the canvas, Luo Shihan suddenly turned over and lay down on the drawing board with his whole body, pressing the canvas tightly with both hands.

He must not be allowed to see the portrait.

"What have you painted that you can't see?" Zhan hanjue squatted in front of her and asked suspiciously.

Luo Shihan looked up at him with a guilty heart“ I'm a poor painter. Don't pollute Zhan Ye's eyes. "

Zhan hanjue suddenly reaches out his hand and holds her up. Luo Shihan turns pale with fright and protects the Sketchpad in his arms.

The more closely she protected him, the more curious he was about the content of the painting.

"Let go." He couldn't help laughing when he saw her clinging to the drawing board.

He suddenly turned her over and made her face up.

His prank slowly leaned down, just as his lips were about to touch her, her tension overflowed on her body surface.

At this time, his hand suddenly took out the drawing board in her arms. He put her on the ground and tore off the layer of white cloth.

On the drawing board, on the white paper, there is a picture of a faceless man. Wearing a white T-shirt, elegant black hair, slender fingers, with a four leaf clover ring.

Although he didn't outline his facial features, he could see at a glance that he was young.

The portrait of him is vivid.

The skill of a painter is perfect.

What surprised him even more was that the painting was Zheng Ling's handwriting.

Zhan hanjue is looking at Luo Shihan. She is looking at him uneasily.

His heart surged, and all his difficulties and doubts disappeared.

So she really is Zheng Ling!

It's his Zheng Ling!

No doubt!

"Well done." He subdued his ecstasy and praised.

Luo Shihan let out a sigh secretly. Fortunately, he didn't recognize it.

"I'm flattered." Luo Shihan grabs the drawing board and covers her portrait with quick action.

"Why don't you draw your face? Is he so shady? "

The young Zhan hanjue is the eternal scorching sun in luoshihan's heart.

Luo Shihan couldn't hear people say that Zhan hanjue was not good, so he immediately said, "it's not him who is shameful. He is so beautiful that my strokes are not one tenth as good as his. "

Zhan hanjue's smile was fixed in his eyes.

From a young age, she would chase after him, shouting "brother Jue". She never concealed her love for him.

Love is domineering and heartless.

On the contrary, he is a little older because he knows shame. Every time after being teased by her, she can only pretend to be cool and leave.

She did not understand that he would be shy, and every time she was disappointed, she said, "brother Jue, why don't you pay attention to others?"

fool!

That's what he always called her in his heart.

"Luo Shihan, do you really want to move out?"

Knowing that she is his beloved Zheng Ling, there is no reason to lose her again.

Luo Shihan said astringently, "the old man is right. You will get married again sooner or later. It's not suitable for me to live here. "

Luo Shihan packed up and pulled out the pull rod of the suitcase.

Zhan hanjue's hand was suddenly pressed on her hand. Luo Shihan wanted to pull it out, but he was too hard, and his big hand tightly shackled her small hand.

"After you move out, the children miss you. What should we do?" His enchanting eyes were shining with cunning light.

Luo Shihan thought about the cableway, "if you don't mind, you can come here with Susu at any time."