Chapter 512

Xu Yiyi picked up the drawing paper from the ground and unfolded it carefully.

To the naked eye, this piece of paper has been used for a certain period of time, but because it is well preserved in books, it still feels very smooth.

Xu Yiyi was curious at first. What would ye Jinxuan put in the book? When she unfolded the drawing paper, she understood everything.

It turns out that Xu Yiyi herself is painted on this drawing paper. She is just like she is now reading a book.

In the painting, Xu Yiyi's hair is draped to her shoulders, and her hair is pulled behind her ears, revealing her delicate side face. Her mouth and face seem to be slightly raised, and her eyes are focused on the books, which makes her gentle and quiet.

"Well? What kind of painting is this? But I didn't expect that Jinxuan could draw like this. It's still pretty. "

Xu Yiyi muttered to herself that she was very satisfied with the painting.

Then she vaguely saw that there seemed to be some mark on the back, and turned over the paper.

"I want to love you forever."

Behind the line of words suddenly appeared in front of Xu Yiyi.

She couldn't help but smile sweetly. "I didn't expect that such a serious person would learn to do things like painting and expressing himself."

She carefully rolled up the paper, then put it carefully and collected it.

Then she continued to read in the room

In the evening, night Jinxuan busy finished the company, came to the small house, ready to pick up Xu Yiyi home.

But when he couldn't hear anything, he went into the study.

But see Xu Yiyi is quietly sleeping in the rocking chair, blanket is covering her legs, a book is also spread out on her body, night Jinxuan suddenly guessed, Xu Yiyi should be reading in the afternoon, looking at it and then sleeping.

There are many fireflies flying in the yard. Some fireflies come to the study mischievously and flutter around Xu Yiyi.

In the glow of fireflies, the sleeping Xu Yiyi's face is even more delicate. She looks like a fairy who is out of the world.

Seeing this scene, yejinxuan's heart is also moved. He can't help but take out his mobile phone, and then shoot the scene full of spirituality.

Photos do not need filters and beautiful background, it is very artistic conception, the perfect combination of nature and people, so that everything appears just right.

Later, yejinxuan sent the picture to the microblog, with the inscription "this is my fairy".

Looking at the micro blog sent out, night Jinxuan showed a satisfied smile.

Xu Yiyi sleeps so peacefully on the rocking chair, night Jin Xuan also does not have the heart to wake her up. So, he walked over quietly, took out the book in Xu Yiyi's arms carefully, put it on the table, and then pulled up the blanket she was covering to prevent her from catching cold.

Yejinxuan thinks that after reading all afternoon, Xu Yiyi should not have eaten anything. Anyway, he is idle now, so he can go to the kitchen to prepare some tea or something. When Xu Yiyi wakes up, he can enjoy it.

So he went to the kitchen and started to do it.

First of all, he cooked a pot of water for making tea.

Then, he took out the vegetables he had brought, washed them, and began to cut them.

Because yejinxuan seldom cooks at ordinary times, so his Dao skill is not so good. A cucumber is cut thick and thin. Even he can hardly see the rough, but he can only make do with it.

In order not to wake up Xu Yiyi, and his own craft is not very good, so yejinxuan doesn't plan to stir fry the vegetables. It's more convenient to make a cold dish and vegetable salad.

"Fortunately, many of the dishes I bought are ready to eat, which saves me a lot of trouble."

The night sincerely Xuan in the heart secretly congratulates arrive.

Although he is vigorous and resolute in the market, he is like a fish in water, but in the aspect of cooking, he is just like an imbecile and has no talent at all.

Even cutting a dish and preparing dishes are enough to keep him busy and sweating.

But fortunately, such a long time's efforts are not in vain. It seems that the vegetable salad can still be eaten. Yejinxuan picks up chopsticks and has a taste. Fortunately, the taste is good, and he is very satisfied.

As time goes by, a few dishes are almost finished.

However, although the night Jinxuan has tried to make his action lighter, but the sound of the interaction of pots and pans in the kitchen still awakens Xu Yiyi in his sleep.

Xu Yiyi suddenly opened her eyes. She pricked up her ears and listened carefully. She was sure that it was not auditory hallucination, but something happened. She was startled.

Xu Yi thought that there was a thief at home.

However, this place is so remote and sparsely populated, so it's impossible to ask for help. Moreover, now she is the only girl in this house, and she doesn't know when yejinxuan will come, so she doesn't want to act rashly.She listened carefully. The source of the sound seemed to be the kitchen or the living room, and it seemed that the movement had not stopped. Although the sound is not particularly loud, but because the house is relatively small, Xu Yiyi also listened very clearly.

At this time, Xu Yiyi guessed that the thief should be rummaging around looking for something of value.

Moreover, the thief will not give up so easily, it is very likely that he will come to the study to see if there are any valuables to search.

Thinking of this, Xu Yiyi feels even more scared. If the thief comes to the study by herself, she will be in a passive state, and it is not easy to put the thief system into practice. Moreover, maybe the thief will be angry at that time, and he may have a bad heart for her.

Therefore, Xu Yiyi decided to give up and take the initiative.

Xu Yiyi gently took away his blanket and stood up.

She looked around carefully, looking for any weapons to defend herself.

Finally, in a corner of the study, she saw a stick standing there quietly. In order not to disturb the thief, she quietly walked towards the corner and picked up the stick. According to the voice, she determined that the thief was still in the kitchen. She crept toward the kitchen.

Little by little, she approached the kitchen, holding the stick more tightly.

Finally, she reached the door of the kitchen and carefully looked over to see where the thief was. At this time, the stick in her hand had been raised.