Chapter 225

When he reached out to pull the canvas, Luo Shihan suddenly turned over, lying on the drawing board with his whole body, and pressed his hands tightly on the canvas.

He must not be allowed to see the picture.

"What can't be seen?" Zhan hanjue squatted in front of her and asked suspiciously.

Luo Shihan looked up at him with a guilty heart. "My painting skills are poor. I'd better not pollute my eyes."

Han Jue suddenly stretched out his hand and picked her up. Luo Shihan was so scared that his face turned pale and he kept the painting board in his arms.

The more she protected it, the more curious he was about the contents of the painting.

"Let go." He couldn't help laughing when he saw her holding the drawing board in her arms.

He suddenly turned her over and made her face up.

He slowly leans down in a prank, and her nervousness overflows on her body surface just as his lips are about to stick to her.

At this time, his hand suddenly took out the drawing board in her arms. He put her on the ground and tore off the white cloth with a thunderbolt.

On the drawing board, on the white drawing paper, depicts a faceless man. Wearing a white T-shirt, elegant black hair, slender fingers, with a four leaf grass ring.

Although he did not outline his facial features, he could see at a glance that this was him when he was young.

The portrait of him is lifelike.

The skills of painters are perfect.

What's more, to his surprise, this painting is clearly the work of Zheng Ling.

Han hanjue looked at Luo Shihan, and she was looking at him uneasily.

His heart was surging, and all his troubles and doubts were gone.

It turns out that she is really Zheng Ling!

It's his feather!

No doubt!

"Well done." He suppressed his inner ecstasy and praised.

Luo Shihan secretly relieved, but fortunately he didn't recognize it.

"I'm flattered." Luo Shihan took the drawing board and covered her portrait with quick action.

"Why don't you paint your face?" asked Han Han? Is he so shameful? "

Young Zhan hanjue is the eternal sun in Luo Shihan's heart.

Luo Shihan couldn't listen to others say that it was not good for him to be half bad, so he immediately turned back and said, "it's not that he has no one to see. It's because he's so beautiful that I can't write as well as one tenth of his. "

The smile of Lord Zhan was frozen in his eyes.

From a young age, she would chase after him, a voice called "brother Baron", she never hide her love for him.

Love is arrogant, despotic, heartless.

Instead, he was older because he knew shame. Every time I was provoked by her, I could only pretend to be cool.

She did not understand that he would also be shy, and would feel disappointed every time if she lost her way, "brother Baron, why don't you pay attention to others?"

Fool!

That's what he always called her in his heart.

"Luo Shihan, do you really want to move out?"

Knowing that she is his beloved Zheng Ling, there is no reason to lose her.

Luo Shihan said astringently, "the old master is right. You will have a family again sooner or later. It's not suitable for me to live here

Luo Shihan packed his luggage and pulled out the pull rod of the trunk.

Han Jue's hand suddenly pressed on her hand. Luo Shihan wanted to pull it out, but he was too hard, and her small hand was tightly shackled by his big hand.

"After you moved out, what should I do if the child missed you?" There was a bright light in his enchanting pupil.

Luo Shihan didn't think about the cableway. "If you don't mind, you can come with me at any time."

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