Chapter 2463

Hai Lan is very strange. She doesn't know how ah Sheng and Fu Shu met.

A Sheng smiled. "I have met with master Fu several times, so we didn't talk about anything just now."

Really?

Hai Lan didn't believe it, but since ah Sheng didn't want to say it, she didn't force it.

"Ah Sheng, Mr. benzene is going to have a painting exhibition here. It's great."

When Hai Lan was Gu Sihan, she liked Mr. benzene very much. Mr. benzene is a mysterious painter. Every painting of him will be put at the auction for charity auction. She has been to several auction exhibitions, but Mr. benzene's paintings have been bought by the world-famous national treasure painting masters.

This time, Mr. benzene's painting exhibition was held in the City Art Museum, which is still charitable, so the tickets are not open to the public, only some distinguished guests with detached identities were invited.

Hai Lan has accidentally seen Mr. benzene's painting. Mr. benzene's painting is clean and thorough. The blood stained sunset and the clear blue sea collide with people's mind with extremely fresh colors. The surprises of life and the vicissitudes of years are vividly outlined in his brush. Mr. benzene is definitely a painting genius.

The painting masters of the global pole used all kinds of forces to look for Mr. benzene, but they didn't find it. No one knows who Mr. benzene is.

Mr. Ben loves painting and charity.

A Sheng reached out and touched Hai Lan's long hair. "Do you like Mr. benzene very much?"

"Yes."

In fact, painting and jewelry design are the same at the root. Sea blue has a bottleneck in design. She wants to put down her pen for a while and find inspiration.

Many people, once they break through this bottleneck period and soar to the sky in the future, nothing can hinder her progress.

However, Hai Lan didn't know where to find inspiration until she saw Mr. benzene, so she wanted to see the painting exhibition held by Mr. benzene here.

"Do you want to go to the painting exhibition?" Asked a Sheng.

Hai Lan looked at a Sheng Qingjun's handsome face. His hand was still on her head. He was intimate and warm. He whispered to her, do you want to go to the painting exhibition?

Hai Lan thought of what Fu Shu said to her with her face outside the kindergarten just now. Do you think you really understand ah Sheng?

Of course, Hai Lan understood what Fu Shu meant. Fu Shu was telling her that ah Sheng was not a simple person.

"Tickets to Mr. benzene's painting exhibition are not on sale. Although I admire him very much, I don't want to see Mr. benzene's painting exhibition because I can do everything I can."

Ah Sheng smiled and didn't speak.

……

Two days later, it was the day for Mr. benzene to hold a painting exhibition. Hai Lan was playing with children in the kindergarten. At this time, a teacher told her, "Hai Lan, there is someone looking for you outside."

Who?

Hai Lan goes out and is Song Yi, Fu Shu's secretary.

Song Yi nodded politely, "Hello, Miss Hailan. The little Lord ordered me to come and send you a ticket to Mr. benzene painting exhibition."

Song Yi took out a ticket.

It's Mr. benzene's ticket.

Hai Lan didn't reach for it. "Secretary song, thank young master Fu for his kindness, but I can't accept this ticket."

Then Hai Lan turned and went in.

At this time, ah Sheng came over, "who's outside?"

"No one asked for directions."

Everyone has their own pride and dignity. Hai Lan chose not to tell ah Sheng. What would ah Sheng think if he told ah Sheng that Fu Shu asked his private secretary to send tickets to her favorite Mr. benzene's painting exhibition?

Ah Sheng didn't ask much. He took a coat and put it on Hai Lan, and then took her soft little hand, "go, I'll take you to a place."

"Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go."

……

Mr. benzene painting exhibition.

Fu Shu was wearing a fine black suit, his hands were in his trouser pockets, and stood at the carved railing on the second floor. A white square scarf was stuffed in his suit pocket. His handsome face with a jade crown was gentle and cold, low-key and mysterious. Those invited ladies downstairs had secretly explored their admiration here.

At this time, Song Yi came back, "little Lord."

Fu Shu glanced at Song Yi's back. There was no one behind him. There was no accident on his handsome face. He just said faintly, "she didn't come?"

"Yes, Miss Sihan said she would not accept this ticket."

Fu Shu scratched his thin lips. He knew Gu Sihan liked Mr. benzene, but he didn't expect Gu Sihan didn't come to Mr. benzene's Painting Exhibition for a Sheng.

Is she afraid of hurting ah Sheng's pride and dignity?

When a man's pride and dignity need a woman to guard carefully, that man is useless.

"Little Lord." At this time, Song Yi whispered with shock and surprise, "young Lord, look, that's... Miss Sihan and... A Sheng..."

Fu Shu hung his handsome eyelids and looked downstairs with a pair of cold black eyes. The door opened and ah Sheng came in with Hai Lan's little hand.

Hai Lan is wearing a Sheng's black coat. It is very cold in late autumn. Hai Lan's exquisite and graceful body is wrapped in a Sheng's coat. An ordinary little face is red, and the inlaid eyes are full of surprises, like stars in the sky.

Ah Sheng took her to see Mr. benzene's painting exhibition. She was really surprised.

"Young master, where did ah Sheng and miss Sihan get the tickets?" Song Yi wondered.

Fu Shu pursed his thin lips. "Go and check it."

Song Yi soon brought the person in charge of the exhibition. The person in charge was very respectful. "Young master Fu, I just checked. I'm sorry, I don't know where the tickets for the gentleman and lady downstairs came from."

……

Downstairs exhibition hall.

Hai Lan looked at the paintings hung on the wall and placed in the window with bright eyes. These are Mr. benzene's collection.

"Ah Sheng, where did you get the ticket?" Hai Lan asked curiously.

A Sheng took her little hand and passed the temperature of his palm to her skin, "from a friend."

"Ah Sheng, your friend can't be Mr. benzene?" Sea blue blinked playful Yu Jie.

Ah Sheng stretched out his hand and covered her eyes.

The sight suddenly became dark and Hai Lan was startled. At this time, ah Sheng turned her body back and faced the painting, "where are so many problems? Don't you want to see Mr. benzene's painting exhibition?"

A Sheng takes his hand off. Hai Lan looks at the picture on the wall, then looks sideways at a Sheng.

A Sheng stood behind her with a handsome face close to her. He smiled at her with a warm and doting arc on his lips.

Sea blue evokes delicate red lips, and a heart becomes full and rippling in the palace of painting.

The faces of the two people were very close. Hai Lan smiled at him. Ah Sheng slowly stretched out his hand and stroked her right face.

Hai Lan felt that ah Sheng was getting closer and closer, and he was going to kiss him.

The feather like a Pufan trembled. She didn't avoid it. They were boyfriend and girlfriend. It's normal for him to kiss her.

At this time, Hai Lan felt that a line of sight fell upstairs. The gloomy and cold sight was like poisoned ice, which made her shiver for no reason.

As soon as the sea blue froze, ah Sheng noticed her strange appearance and quickly released her. At this time, someone else came to see the painting. Ah Sheng coughed gently and retreated to one side.

A kiss ends without illness.

There was a subtle feeling in the embarrassment, which made a small face of sea blue turn red.

"Look at the picture." Then ah Sheng said.

Hai Lan secretly glanced at ah Sheng and saw that ah Sheng's white ears were tinged with a faint blush, and he blushed.

Hai Lan began to look at paintings. Gu Sihan is known as devil Han in the design industry. Mr. benzene is a genius in the painting industry. He continues his magnificent style and is not limited to the small world. Every painting is amazing.

Hai Lan watched it for a long time. Slowly, she felt that what she had been stagnant began to be relieved. She seemed to have new inspiration.

"Hello, where is the paper and pen?" Sea blue asked a waiter.

The waiter quickly found the paper and pen for Hai Lan. Hai Lan came out of the exhibition hall and stood in the corridor. Before she could find a place, she took the pen and drew something on the paper.

But her head is too messy and she wants to draw too many things. Instead, she doesn't know what to draw. Her pen is scribbled.

"What are you drawing?" Then ah Sheng came over.

Sea blue bit his lower lip with shellfish teeth and wrung his eyebrows in distress. "I don't know what I want to draw. It seems that I can't draw anything."

Ah Sheng reached out and held her soft little hand, "close your eyes."

Sea blue gently closed his eyes.

"Don't think about anything. Real jewelry designers have a soul who knows what you want to draw."

A Sheng's soft voice gently covered her ear.

Hai Lan felt that her impatient and upset heart suddenly settled down at such a moment, and the voice of the whole world began to recede. She moved her pen and began to draw.

I don't know how long later, sea blue slowly opened his eyes, and there was a diamond ring on the white paper.

This diamond ring is not only the end of Gu Sihan, the proud woman of heaven, but also a new starting point.

All bottlenecks and ice and snow are broken at such a moment.

Sea blue, a pair of soft and charming water eyes, bloomed with bright glass fragrance, seductive and Soul-catching.

"Ah Sheng, thank you."

Hai Lan looks back at ah Sheng.

A Sheng felt that the girl in front of him was looking up at him with a small face. He stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed her eyebrows, eyes and nose

Hai Lan feels that a Sheng's hand is a work of art, a pen. He seems to be copying her facial features. Even if he can't see it, he can outline her in his heart.

The sea is like a big blue sailboat.

At this time, ah Sheng's hand fell on her red lips

Sea blue's hand loosened and the manuscript paper fell directly on the carpet.

A Sheng gently hugged her slender waist and took a step back until Hai Lan felt that he had retreated to the wall. The light was very dark here. A Sheng arrived and trapped her in his arms.

He looked down and kissed her on the lips.

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