Chapter 1227

"Yi Haiyin, this is not what I say is born, in case it is Oh Yan Ling's words have not yet been exported, the lips are blocked.

Yi Haiyin's kiss is punitive.

Just looking at his cold breath shows how resistant he is to having a son.

but this is not what she has the final say...

Yan Ling seems to have foreseen that if she really gave birth to a son at that time, Yi Haiyin would be so angry that she would cram her son back into her stomach.

Just imagining that picture, Yan Ling's body trembled with surprise.

"Cold?" Yi Haiyin shakes her up, quickly picks her up, walks back to tatami, pulls over the quilt above, and wraps her tightly.

Yan Ling likes to sleep now. She can fall asleep wherever she goes. Yi Haiyin is afraid that she will catch cold. As long as she often stays, he puts a quilt on her.

"You look so ugly. What's the matter?" Yi Haiyin held her face and asked anxiously.

Thinking that she was still struggling with those paintings, Yi Haiyin's black eyes twinkled slightly and immediately picked her up and walked towards the last bookshelf.

Take out a book on bookshelf, see so big bookshelf, incredibly slowly move up.

The safe hidden behind the bookshelf was exposed.

"You hid all those ugly paintings in your safe?" Yan Ling exclaimed in shock and glared at the man who input the password in the safe.

He just wanted to keep those ugly portraits of her. He also made a special trip to get a safe to hide them. No wonder she looked for them for so long, but couldn't find them

Yan Ling doesn't want to cry now.

"It's not ugly, my soul. It's beautiful." Yi Haiyin carefully takes out the portraits in the safe.

Every painting is rolled into a cylinder by him. Because there are a lot of them, they haven't been mounted yet. They are just pieces of drawing paper, very simple sketch.

Yan Ling looked at dozens of portraits in front of her, crying and laughing.

Subconsciously, I reached out and took one to see it.

She would have seen her humiliating appearance, but when she saw the portrait in her hand, the whole person couldn't help being stunned. She raised her head to look at Yi Haiyin unexpectedly.

"My soul is not ugly." Yi Haiyin is surprised at her expression, but like chanting sutras, she repeats that sentence.

Yan Ling bit his lips, put down the portrait in his hand and picked up another one.

It's like being possessed by a devil. I just look at the past one by one

See finally, even oneself are shocked, beautiful son pupil, all is a surprise.

His safe is full of her portraits.

She has all kinds of looks.

The only thing in common is the way she sleeps.

He would draw while she was asleep. No wonder she never knew that he had painted so many of her paintings secretly

Yi Haiyin catches it very carefully, even if she frowns slightly, he will find it.

Looking at these portraits, I can imagine her sleeping at that time

Yan Ling's heart slightly moved, speechless throbbing, instantly diffused from the bottom of the heart.

She did not know who had said a word, a person, if it is not engraved in the heart of another person, he is unable to depict a person's most subtle manner.

"Why don't you tell me that you painted these paintings?" Yan Ling voice some choked asked, thin body, nestled in his arms, stretched out his arms and hugged him.

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