Chapter 727

When it comes to painting, what Xiao Baoxin can think of is related to Xie Xian, that is, the emotions on the painting papers blackened by him are so... Beyond words.

I've only heard that he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting before. After he married into Xie's house, he was always busy with the government affairs, and he had little time to really get free. He used to be tired of sitting with her every day, but at that time, she was the main body supporter, and he didn't have the energy to drive her crazy.

When Xie Xianyi mentioned painting, Xiao Baoxin immediately brightened his eyes.

"Good."

Hand in hand, they went to the study and sat askew beside the couch. Xie Xian's pen was full of twists and turns, and he finished his painting without a column of incense.

It's a very casual ink painting. It's hard to say how much it looks like, but it's her who looks vivid. Xiao Baoxin was very satisfied with it after a look and yelled to mount it.

The main reason is that the belly of the person in the painting is also very strong. How many times in one's life can the belly be painted? It's so rare.

And the smile at the corner of her mouth made her feel beautiful.

"You are so talented, husband. What else can't you do?" If Xiao Baoxin was not afraid that he would squabble over the painting, he immediately held it in his arms.

Xie Xian: he is so casual, as to praise him?

Do businesses blow each other?

Or was she really dissatisfied with the painting she had just sent? Compared with that one, she deliberately made a joyful gesture by comparing this one with her head?

"What do you think, I love it!" Xiao Baoxin gave him a push, smiling“ My husband is really talented. "

"Your husband's talent has not yet been revealed."

Xie Xian doesn't care whether she is sincere or not. Of course, he looks sincere. Anyway, it's reasonable for his wife to be so proud.

If he had known that painting could make her happy, he would have paid more attention to perfection.

"You're perfect already." Xiao Baoxin pinches Xie Xian's face.

All of a sudden, there was a kick in the stomach.

"Oh, the little guy agreed. He said his father was perfect!"

Xie Xian was stunned. "Does he really say that?"

"A baby of this size can already talk in its stomach?"

Xiao Baoxin was speechless for a moment. He felt that their brain circuits were not on the same line.

The old son I can speak in my stomach, that is because he is an old soul with the memory of previous life. But this time, this one in my stomach is not so scary. Just a fetus who often kicks her, turns over and kicks her again, that's all.

It's impossible to talk and communicate.

In fact, five months ago, she was really worried. It was at that time that her old son suddenly came out and said something bad about the past and the present.

She didn't want the sons in her previous life to pack together. It didn't hurt her, but it was too unfair for Xie Xian.

He is indeed the child's own father, no doubt, but with the memory of his previous life, he always feels... A little defective.

One, sincerity is enough, too many of them have no happiness.

Fortunately, the fetus was still powerful enough to make what awesome moths, but Xiao Baoxin did not know how many times he had thanked him. Xiao Jingai, who is used to kneeling by God, is reborn and Xie Yan (Yang Dachun), who is reborn. For the strange brain circuit, God has not made another magical arrangement for her stomach. She is thankful to cangsheng. Pregnant women's heart is fragile, and their true heart can't stand the toss.

"... what are you thinking? Of course, he can't speak. He's still a little bit. He's still a piece of meat." Xiao Baoxin looked at Xie Xian with disgust: "I was kicked and exaggerated. As for how difficult it is to understand?"

Xie Xian said with a smile:

"The main reason is that the gifted skills of the lady are so amazing. God knows if there will be any baby talk."

"However, Erlang praised his father so much that he was still happy."

"These days I've been thinking about what name to give Erlang... What do you think of the word Qi? Wang Qi - Qi, taking the meaning of beautiful jade. It's the same as ah Yan. "

Xiao Baoxin: "do you want to open a jade shop?"

A bunch of jade?

"Of course, the name is nice. I have no objection. I'll listen to you. " Xiao Baoxin's vision is still on the painting, how to see how beautiful, how to see how satisfied.

She didn't worry about naming things.

When you think about the names that came out of your old son in those years, you feel that Xie Xian's toes are better than those.

What's more, as soon as the news of her pregnancy came out, Xie Xian had studied the words every day, and his name had been written on ten pieces of white paper.

It is clear that after six or seven months of deliberation, the decision has been made.

Of course, she has one vote of veto. She opposes Xie Xian and will not insist. But it's not necessary. It's all his work.

"AKI, that's a nice name."

The couple talked for half a night. Seeing that Xiao Baoxin couldn't even sleep without letting go of the painting, Xie Xian finally decided that this one really liked it.

"I'll draw you a picture every year." Xie Xian whispered.

Xiao Baoxin: "you don't want to use paintings to treat me every year, do you?"

You don't even have to think about it. Just take the painting and send her away?

Forgive her for thinking too much, but that's what she thinks.

Only two and a half years after getting married, have you been perfunctory?

Think about it, a little angry.

Xie Xian forbeared and forbeared, but he couldn't help laughing. Look at that little face. It's like a cat without a whole basin of fish in front of her. She shows her sharp claws. Her intention is not to scratch people, but to express dissatisfaction.

The face is bulging like two plums.

"Of course not. Qing Qing, "Xie Xian hugged Xiao Baoxin," you think too much. I just want to see that you like this painting so much. I want to draw a picture for you every year. It's also a kind of memorial. When I get old, it's interesting to take it out and see it again? Of course, it doesn't mean the same greeting every year... I have to prepare another one. "

Xiao Baoxin's face was slightly red, and he felt as if he had lost his manners.

She held her stomach solemnly and said, "it's still the same as when huaia Yan was young. I can't tell you my mood. Well, that's not good. "

It's the same thing.

Xie Xianyi holds her in his arms. He is not too happy.

"When I'm with Qingqing, it's my happiest time." He whispered in her ear, "I love any of your expressions, any of your emotions, including your little temper and big temper."

Xiao Baoxin was held tightly in his arms, and his heart was full of his voice

"I love you, I love you."

So much so that a sentence from Leng buting suddenly came into my ears, which was so vivid and enlightening

"It's just that the expression of serious nonsense is funny."