Chapter 896

Luo Zheng raised his chin slightly, with a little arrogance, and a little pride: "of course, that's how domineering, does the teacher teach?"

Bo Hancheng looks at the girl, but shakes her head. She has said so. Can she say no to teach?

Of course, from the beginning to the end, he never thought of not teaching. What she wanted was to be satisfied one by one.

Who let this be the wife, the only wife in her life, the treasure that hurts to the top of her heart.

"Teach. If you want to learn, I'll teach."

Thin cold city whispered back, only feel that time is not enough, more want to stay, always so guarding her.

Luo Zheng was satisfied and urged the man to continue: "brother Cheng, draw more pictures."

The man will leave tomorrow. Even if she really wants to learn, she is not in a hurry for a moment.

To be honest, Luo Zheng is reluctant to give up, but he is sane and needs to go back and deal with important matters.

Even, Luo Zheng thought in his heart, Bo Hancheng was just facing himself, looking at his mood as usual.

In fact, I must be upset. After all, the man who happened was not someone else, but his father.

However, we can be sure that your Excellency the president is not in a big way. Otherwise, Bo Hancheng will leave at this moment rather than be so calm and will go back tomorrow.

No matter what, Luo Zheng wants men to leave without any burden, not to worry about themselves.

Therefore, she should keep smiling, not show any reluctance, and give up his worries.

According to Luo Zheng, Bo continues to draw some pictures, either the way Luo Zheng sleeps, or the way she looks in the sun, and even the way she looks at the sea!

Luo Zheng sincerely praised her brother as a talented painter, not to mention the magic pen Ma Liang.

At the very least, he can draw whatever he wants as long as he has seen it with his own eyes.

This kind of ability really makes Luo Zheng, who likes to enjoy painting, envious. He will redouble his study and strive to reach one tenth of men.

After painting, Luo Zheng put away the paintings and thought it would be better to think about them.

It's thin and cold city. It seems that I want to cut a small piece of paper and continue sketching gently.

Not long ago, I drew a couple of small lovers. The man is him, and the woman is her.

"How small, how lovely!"

Luo Zheng is in his hand. He feels that he can put it in his wallet and enjoy it at any time.

"Brother Cheng, you're so powerful. You're amazing!"

Praising the man at the same time, Luo Zheng's face is smiling.

Look again, it's not early. Bo Hancheng kneads the top of the girl's hair. He goes to the kitchen and cooks himself.

Once upon a time, Luo Zheng was trapped here by him. He tasted his craft, just like painting, which was also very excellent.

Good growth, family background, painting, cooking, and a lot of life skills.

Luo Zheng feels that he is reborn. If he wants to gain, Bo Hancheng is the biggest husband!

Once, she was full of hatred and no longer wanted love.

But unconsciously, I met with love again. Maybe it's a kind of compensation. It belongs to the compensation that I didn't get and now I get what I want.

Therefore, fate should be fair, when I feel lost, I will always get what I deserve!

During the cooking of Bo Hancheng, Luo Zheng was idle for a while, so he took a paintbrush to paint.

Sure enough, she didn't have any artistic talent, and the painting was terrible. Luo Zheng couldn't bear to see it, but she didn't stop.

So, waiting for Bo Hancheng to come out of the kitchen, I saw that it was a colorful piece on his drawing board.

Not only that, even the girl's face was stained with a lot of oil paint and looked a little funny.

"Fall, you are naughty again..."

Thin cold city full of helplessness, looking at the girl's eyes, as if looking at the innocent child in general.

Go ahead, take out the paper towel to wipe the dirt on her face, and then go to see the painting on the drawing board. I think it's very interesting, even though the painting doesn't know what it means.

"Teacher, my painting is so poor. You should take care of it later and teach me more by yourself! I don't believe it. I can't learn to draw in my whole life... "

Luo Zheng is not ashamed, on the contrary, he is upright and vigorous, as if he should be.

Naturally, Bo Hancheng smiles and responds seriously: "well, you can't learn in a day. I'll teach you in a day. I'll teach you all my life... "

Then, in this way, he accidentally wants his little wife, and he really can't learn all his life.

In this way, he can teach his little wife how to draw for the rest of his life, which is also a couple's interest, isn't it?

"Come here. Go to dinner. Don't play. Wash your hands and face first... "

Bo Hancheng pulls the girl away from the drawing board and takes her to wash her hands.

Later, they went to the dining table and ate quietly. Luo Zheng narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the delicious food made by men: "brother Cheng, you are so powerful. Whether you are painting or cooking, it's this one."Said at the same time, the girl thumbs up, not stingy of their praise.

What can I do for you?

After the meal, Luo Zheng covered his stomach and had a little support. Bo Hancheng went to the room, took out a coat and wrapped it around the girl.

After that, take the girl to the top of the building and take a few steps back and forth.

It's already winter. Standing on the top of the building, you can see the endless seaside just by looking up.

"Brother Cheng, it's really beautiful..."

Luo Zheng looks at the sea, letting the cold wind blow the long hair like seaweed.

Just finished eating, plus wearing a coat, was cherished by the man in his arms, naturally no cold.

"If you like, we will go back here to provide for the aged when the empire is settled, OK?"

Bo Hancheng followed the girl's words, so asked on a word, obviously not in a joke.

At this point, Luo Zheng is willing to pay attention to what he just notices and gently hums to the man: "what kind of pension? I'm still young! I'm not even nineteen, but someone, almost thirty, is really a little old... "

Smell speech, the man's eyes squint, tightly encircle the girl's waist and legs, the eyes emit dangerous light: "sister ah Zheng, really disrelish me old?"

Luo Zheng deliberately stretched her little face, and gave a gentle "Er".

At the next moment, he was held up by a man, leaning on a railing, facing the distance not far away from the high-rise building, Luo Zheng quietly exclaimed.

Then, he hurriedly hid in the man's arms: "Bo Hancheng, what do you do? Let me down! "

Although not particularly afraid of heights, it is hard to avoid feeling that there is a little bit of excitement, loss of some sense of security, holding the man tightly and refusing to let go.

Bo Hancheng enjoys the young girl's snuggle at the moment. It's rare for her to lift up her thin lips: "since sister a Zheng hates me a little old, I naturally want to prove that I'm not old at all..."

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