Chapter 67

I didn't expect that Bo Yanchen, such a cold and proud man, would do such a thing for her.

Li Xintong's heart is full of sweetness. She opened her mouth, took a bite of the crystal steamed dumpling skin with his hand, and the rich soup came out all of a sudden. She didn't have time to suck it, so she ran down the corner of her mouth.

"Look at you, you are still the same, like a child." Bo Yanchen picked up a tissue to help her wipe the corners of her lips.

Li Xintong looked at him and flashed back some broken pictures. The same action, the same words, but the man's face, she can't remember how.

Bo Yanchen looked up and saw his little wife's dull look, "what's the matter? Isn't it delicious? "

Li Xintong came back and said, "it's delicious."

"Then eat more." Bo Yanchen said and helped her Sheng a bowl of millet porridge.

A breakfast, Bo Yanchen has been serving for her. Take one, Sheng one. He hardly eats it himself. But Li Xintong is gorgeous and gorgeous.

Li Xintong sad discovery, since and Bo Yanchen together, she is often fed to support him. In this way, her graceful figure must be out of shape.

She secretly vowed that starting tomorrow, she would give up taking a nap at noon and go to the gym.

After dinner, Li Xintong took out his painting tools and began to draw. Bo Yanchen processes documents on his laptop. All that was left in the room was the crackle of typing and the rustle of brush rubbing paper.

I don't know how long it took Bo Yanchen to finish his work. He looked up and saw his little wife lying on the desk, who was painting deeply. His mind was like a movie, and there were many old fragments.

In the small and warm room, the girl nests on the bed. In front of her, there is a small folding table, which is spread with drawing paper and painted on it one by one.

The man sat behind her, his hands gently around her, in the case of not disturbing her painting, from time to time to help her hand different colors of crayons.

When the girl's painting is irritable and complains, patiently encourage her. When the girl's painting is smooth and happy, bow your head and give her a rewarding kiss.

"Ah Chen, you are my inspiration!" The girl turned around and gently put her arms around her neck, sending her soft and sweet lips.

The picture is fixed in this scene.

Thoughts are pulled back, Bo Yanchen lift eyes, see sitting opposite Li Xintong suddenly stop, biting pen thinking.

Bo Yanchen knows that this is her habitual action, which means that she has encountered problems in her design.

Li Xintong brows locked, thinking for a moment, suddenly a flash of inspiration, head down on the paper brush painting.

Now she has learned to face difficulties alone, no longer need him? And is he no longer her inspiration? Bo Yanchen looked in the eyes, inexplicably feel some lost, just like a abandoned child.

"Ah Chen, I have no inspiration. Can you give me some inspiration?" The girl hugged the man at work from behind.

"Inspiration is not something. How can I give it to you? Don't be coquettish, I'll go slowly! " The man replied impatiently.

"Kiss me, and I'll be inspired." The girl was coquettish in his arms.

"Goblin, I'm not ashamed!" The man shaved her little nose and bowed his head to kiss her.

After a kiss, the man gasped, "are you inspired now?"

The girl's eyes are like silk: "well, it seems a little bit, but it's not enough."

Men "..."

Before the man spoke, the girl raised her head and kissed him on the lips.

For a long time, the man looked up, "now? Are you inspired? If not, I'll have to inspire you in other ways. "

The man said as he put his hand under the girl's skirt.

The girl woke up and jumped from the man, "ah! I was suddenly inspired. "

"Stop!"

In the twinkling of an eye, the girl ran without a trace.

The man gritted his teeth and stared at the small tent set up under him, alone in the wind.

"Mr. Bo! Mr. bo... " Li Xintong has been standing next to Bo Yanchen for several times, but he doesn't seem to hear it. He looks straight ahead.

Li Xintong had to shake in front of his eyes with his hand, "Mr. Bo!"

Bo Yanchen finally recovered, "why don't you draw? Is there no inspiration? "

"No Li Xintong shook his head and put a piece of paper in front of him. "I just finished a work. I want to show Mr. Bo some professional advice first."

Bo Yanchen frowned: "why do you call me Mr. Bo in private? Call me husband

“……” Li Xintong bit her lip: "I think it's better to call you Bo for work. I think it's strange to call my husband. "

Weird?!

“……” Bo Yanchen's face is black.

When did this woman become so rational? Where is the little woman who used to act coquetry, cheat on him and pretend to be poor?Bo Yanchen picked up the paper and looked at it. The light in his eyes gradually became bright. I haven't seen her in a few years. The design skill of this little woman has improved a lot. It can't be compared with that of the other women.

In the past, her works have been amazing. Now, she has accumulated more years in her works. Her painting style is mature and sophisticated, and her designs are more tasteful.

However, he always felt that the things designed by Li Xintong now seemed to lack something compared with five years ago.

Li Xintong saw that he didn't reply for a long time. She was full of confidence, and her self-confidence disappeared a little bit: "how about it? Isn't that bad? "

Bo Yanchen looked up at her and asked, "do you think it's bad?"

"I..." Li Xintong did not dare to look into his eyes, "I don't know."

"There's something missing in your design. Do you know what it is? " Bo Yanchen asked.

Li Xintong thought for a long time and shook his head blankly.

"Confidence. What you lack is confidence. As a result, your drawings are always a little short of time. " Bo Yanchen said, "do you know that lack of self-confidence is the biggest fatal injury as a designer. I don't know what happened to you all these years? It makes you less confident about yourself. If I'm not wrong, every time you write, you think too much about what you shouldn't, so that you don't give full play to your level. Of course, your drawings are still very professional. But at your level, you can do better, can't you? "

Li Xintong's body is a Zheng, slowly raises a head, with the eyes that almost admire looking at Bo Yanchen.

This man, unexpectedly all of a sudden, said the problem that has been bothering her all the time and couldn't figure out how to solve it.

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