Chapter 371 Extra Story The Lover Prisoned By The King Of The Underworld 27 (Part One)

Elmore was not in the villa today, so Sherry didn't have her breakfast. She poured the breakfast into the bathroom, and then set up the easel to draw by the window. A large area of blood red, a large piece of golden, was warm and desperate.

She thought of Sansa, the painter who killed himself with the gun, the crazy man whose inspiration would cut off her ears. It was just because of this intense emotion that the sunflower he had drawn would give people a shock. Every time she looked at the sunflower. Sherry felt that enthusiasm was filled with despair.

From morning to evening, Sherry was standing on the easel. Mrs. Wu also came in to visit her, but she didn't dare to disturb her.

Her picture was a unborn baby, painted in an exquisite way. The whole picture was painted in two colors, blood red and golden, with golden sunshine.

One was desperate and the other was hope. The two feelings collided violently, and there was nowhere for her to escape.

Putting down the pen, Sherry looked out of the window and found that it was completely dark and that Elmore had not come home yet.

Mrs. Wu, who came to see how Sherry was doing now and then, once in a while, quietly pushed the door open and checked again. She was surprised to find that Sherry also turned her head to look at her straight in the eye. "Miss Xia, the young master may be back late today. The young master asked you to have dinner first," she said in a hurry

"Get out." Said Sherry coldly.

Mrs. Wu didn't dare to badger her and walked out.

Sherry suddenly smile. She saw Mrs. Wu's strangeness in her eyes. In everyone's eyes, she was mad, and she didn't blame Mrs. Wu or blame anyone else, but she deserved it.

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be so enchanting?"?

There were about two people at the spot who had been the focus of everyone. One was the enchanting Elmore, and the other was the cold and restrained Brian. Although Brian did not say much, no one dared to ignore his existence. His every move and action showed the charisma.

Brian slightly glanced at the angry Elmore and did not say anything. Elmore stood up and said: "brother, go out for a walk."

With that said, he went straight to the door. Behind him, Brian stood up. Eleven stayed to deal with something before he left.

The long corridor was so deep that they couldn't see the end of it at a glance. They opened the door of a box and sat down, with the wine prepared by the waiter on the table.

"El, don't go too far. She is a good friend of your sister-in-law." With his legs crossed and hands behind his head, Brian lazily leaned on the sofa, looking at Elmore coldly.

Elmore smiled bitterly. He opened a bottle of wine and poured it directly into his mouth. The liquor stimulated his throat and his voice was dry and hoarse. "I don't know if I am playing with her or she is playing with me now."