Chapter 191:
A "well-dressed" shepherd dog ran towards Wen Xi while biting a cylinder, his tail dangling with a bow.
"What is it holding in its mouth?"
Wen Xi was stunned, completely unresponsive.
When the dog walked in front of her, he put the contents of his mouth beside her feet, and then patted the cylinder with his paw.
Wen Xi picked it up and looked at it and found it was a painting.
Unfolding slowly, the eyes of the two women widened a little at the same time.
Amazement and joy bloom together in the pupil.
The woman in the painting is dressed in a light purple tight-fitting brocade, standing upright, looking sideways at one side, and when she swings her sword, there is a strong wind, and the blue silk is flying in the wind.
"Isn't this one of your styles in the play? The painting is good for posters." Liang Yisheng liked it more and more, his eyes overflowing with unstoppable appreciation.
Hanamaki unfolded to the end, with words.
"There is beauty, Qing Yang Wanxi, He Jinsheng?"
Liang Yisheng was puzzled, but Wen Xi's nose suddenly sore, and the light in his pupils trembled slightly.
There is a beautiful person, Qing Yang Wanxi.
There is a beautiful girl who is looking forward to teasing. It is the destiny to meet today, which made me fall in love at first sight.
"happy Birthday."
Unprepared for the two of them, He Yan suddenly walked out from the side, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, smiling, and walking slowly towards Wen Xi.
The black suit wraps his long and straight body, handsome and gentle as jade.
As he walked towards Wen Xi, Liang Yisheng suddenly wetted his eyes and sneaked out with a smile of blessing to them.
With a little light, the man walked slowly in front of the girl and handed her the flowers in his hand. "I have thought about many surprises. This is the final product. I wonder if Miss Wen is satisfied?"
Wen Xi sneered and laughed, saying in his heart: In fact, your appearance has been pleasant enough.
Taking the rose flower and enduring the sourness, she smiled and said, "Isn't that there is something important?"
"Well," He Yan nodded and looked around, "I have been busy all day for this starry sky, which is very important."
Wen Xi raised his head to the "starry sky" above his head, and the small lights gathered together to create a dazzling and moving starry sky. One glance was enough to make people intoxicated.
"If I don't go back here, will you be in vain?"
He Yan raised an eyebrow, "There is no if."
Wen Xi smiled and held up the painting, "The painting is good."
He Yan smiled, as if starlight fell in her eyes, all the light focused on her face, "So, do I have a reward?"
"Hmm..." Wen Xi rolled his eyes left and right, "What do you want?"
He Yan took her hand and wrote "you" in her palm.
His palms were already warm, and Wen Xi felt even hotter as soon as he finished writing this character.
If it were a few months ago, she would definitely withdraw her hand immediately.
But now, she has not done so.
His eyes suddenly noticed a white thing, and he walked over with curiosity, and it turned out to be a white doll costume.
"I wanted to wear it to you, it's too small." He Yan said out behind her.
Wen Xi put the picture scroll and flowers aside, picked up Dabai and looked at it, "Can this be given to me? I can definitely put it in."
"You already have one." He Yan reminded her.
Wen Xi smiled and said, "It's not the same, it's for hugging, this is for playing."
The man's eyes are indulgent, "Like it so much?"
"Yeah." Wen Xi did not hesitate.
In fact, she had never liked this toy so much before. After he gave it to him, she loved it from the bottom of her heart.
"It's cold outside, go in and say."
He picked up the scroll and flowers, and reached out to hold her hand.
"Wait."
Wen Xi turned his head and glanced back a few times, "Where is Sister Yisheng?"
"People have been away for a few minutes." He Yan took off his coat and put it on her.
Wen Xi nodded, and when he was about to enter the door, he suddenly felt that looking at the ‘starry sky’ from this angle was even better than just now.
Thinking of something, she gave the phone to He Yan, "Help me take a picture."
He Yan took over the phone and became a professional photographer.
After taking a few shots, Wen Xi stepped forward and took a look, "The shot is good."
"go in."
"Hold on." This time He Yan called her to stop. He changed his phone to the selfie mode and smiled at the camera with his arms around the girl.
The picture freezes for this moment.
After finally entering the door, the warm breath of the room came to his face, Wen Xi shivered fiercely, and then his whole body relaxed.
At this time, she saw a birthday cake on the table, a girl playing the cello.
Seeing her novel and pleasant look, He Yan smiled with satisfaction.
He spent a few hours doing it in vain.
"do you like it?"
"I like it." Wen Xi's eyes were bright and he stared at the cake motionlessly.
"Try it?" He Yan picked up the knife.
"Hey—" Wen Xi stopped him, "such a beautiful cake, you can't cut it."
He Yan is funny, "Isn't the cake just for eating?"
"But, it's different. I'll buy you one if you want to eat."
He Yan put down the knife, "I don't want to eat cake."
The next second, he approached her ear, "I want to eat you even more."
This should be the first time she heard such naked words from his mouth, and the roots of her ears instantly turned red.
"I want to go to the bathroom."
She has now used her pee to take advantage of the road.
Within seconds after she entered, He Yan heard the doorbell.
Wen Xi washed his face before going out. He couldn't see He Yan, and he was suddenly puzzled.
At this moment, she heard a faint conversation, coming from the gate.
Walking slowly to the door, He Yan and Zhange stood in the door, and there was a person outside the door, because He Yan blocked the other party and couldn't see clearly.
"This is the gift I chose for her, please tell her."
The familiar female voice was like a sharp arrow, piercing Wen Xi's heart fiercely.
In an instant, she slumped, and walked quickly to pull Heyan into the door, pushed the woman outside the door, and closed the door abruptly.
The speed is so fast that she can't even see the other person's appearance.
The woman outside the door knocked on the door panel, "Xi Xi, it's mom, mom is back to see you."
"My mother is dead a long time ago, Ms. Rong don't recognize her daughter randomly."
"Today is your birthday. Do you have to make trouble with your mother like this? I chose a gift for you."
Wen Xi's eyes fell on the gift in He Yan's hand, and without thinking about it, he threw it out.
Then walked quickly into the house.
He Yan opened the door and went out, closed the door, and stared at the woman in front of him, her face not bad, "She doesn't want to see you."
Although Rong Xin is over forty years old, due to proper maintenance, she looks like a beautiful woman in her early thirties.
The face that was five points similar to Wen Xi was covered with gloom and sighed several times.
She bent down to pick up the carefully selected gift, "Can you please pass it on to her for me?"
"She doesn't like it."
He Yan did not accept the gift.
Rong Xin retracted his hand in embarrassment and lowered his head, "Then I, come and see her later, you help me tell her that my mother loves her."
As she turned around, He Yan said, "If you love her, why haven't you shown up for so many years? You know what she needs most is love."