Chapter 4228

Chu's first reaction when he opened his eyes was to look at the bedside.

After finding out that there was no one on the bed.

He stood up and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw the girl standing by the desk.

He was staring at the beautiful woman he had just drawn on the desk.

Qing Jun's indifferent face, it is rare to float a touch of red.

"Chu didn't mean to."

Night Qingluo is not flustered by knocking over the inkstone.

She slowly raised her head and said to Chu's unintentional face, "these are all your paintings?"

Chu stood up unintentionally and walked towards the night.

Finally, it stopped opposite to the night.

He looked down at the beautiful sleeping picture on the table.

He reached out, as if to caress the beauty's sleeping face.

But the ink on the top was still wet, which made him stop his hand.

"Why did you draw me?" The night is clear fall by Chu not intentional action angry smile.

He was caught by her, and he was painting her secretly. He was so calm.

Still in front of her, touching her in the painting.

Is this a fool?!

Chu's unintentional eyes still stay on the girl in the painting.

However, the expression on the face, obviously less than the previous cold and hard, and become a lot of soft.

His thin lips are frivolous, and his rising radian is full of fragrance: "because I like it, I drew it."

I have to admit it.

Chu didn't want to smile.

It's really exciting.

But

A clear night means no inner fluctuation.

Her face is deep and cold, and her long and narrow eyes are charming. When she lifts her eyes, she is full of cold light: "your love is really terrible."

Chu Wuxin just chuckled and did not give half a response.

He looked at the girl's eyes in the painting, but also more gentle.

The night was clear

This feeling, really strange to can't!

She pursed her pink lips and stretched out her hand to pull the painting on the table to one side.

Chu Wu Xin's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to take back the painting paper.

Night Qingluo stepped back two steps, avoiding Chu Wu's outstretched hand.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a smile: "I'm here myself. What's the meaning of staring at the painting?"

Chu's unintentional sight finally moved from the painting to the night Qingluo.

His deep ink eyes, very deep, rippling with ordinary people can not understand the mood.

"Put the picture down."

His voice, very calm, can not hear too much emotion.

Night Qingluo sneered: "Chu unintentionally, you have nothing to say, want to explain with me?"

Chu Wu Xin's voice was very light: "if you do it, you will do it, and the explanation will not change your view on me."

"What do you want to do?" Night Qingluo's painting was heavily patted on the desktop.

Not dry ink, because of several times of wind, blurred the sleeping face of the Qing City.

Chu had no intention to look at the ink in the painting, and there was a storm in his eyes.

But soon, it stopped.

He moved his thin lips and faintly uttered a sentence: "it's time to paint again."

"Chu didn't mean to!" Night Qingluo has a kind of weak feeling of punching on cotton.

No matter how she yelled at Chu unintentionally and scattered fire, Chu did not care.

He didn't pay attention to what she asked.

Or he didn't care.

Or, from the very beginning, he thought about the consequences.

So, he was prepared.

Chu Wuxin took out the picture of beauty that had been destroyed from the palm of his hand.

His movements are very careful.

It's like a treasure.

Until the drawing paper is drawn out.

He slowly held the paper in his palm.

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