Chapter 935

Ji Rufeng light smile, did not speak, but the calm between the eyes has explained everything.

In fact, Ji Rufeng has been doing this for a long time. The wide sofa that can roll sheets on it was made by Zhao Jian when she was asleep in the studio. However, after she wanted to learn painting, Ji Rufeng imagined the scene of two people painting in the same studio. With a move in her heart, she simply changed it.

"Do you like it?"

Zhao Jian couldn't stop smiling, but she said, "what if I say I don't like it?"

"Then change it."

"Forget it, trouble."

Ji Rufeng smiles and connives at her little discomforts.

Soft fabric sofa with warm small flowers, Zhao Jian lying on it comfortable to breathe out, she never told him what kind of house he likes, but his layout, but inadvertently with her.

"You said, did you ask me what I like while I was dreaming?"

Ji Rufeng laughs, "have you forgotten the furnishings of your London home? Haven't I been there yet? "

Zhao Jian

Of course, a person's residence will be arranged according to his favorite way. When he went to London, Ji Rufeng wrote down all Zhao Jian's preferences, so even if he didn't have to ask Zhao Jian, he knew what she liked.

He squatted beside her, plucked the hair on her face, pointed to the drawing board not far away, "do you want to try it?"

On the wooden craft easel, there is even a cartoon little girl. Literature and art have a girlish heart. Zhao Jian da'ai said, "good."

She just sat up from the sofa, but a voice asked, "can Miss Zhao draw, too?"

Two people are one Leng, turn a head to look at past together, just discover Jiang Xuerou unexpectedly still.

Zhao Jian was in a good mood at the moment, but she didn't care about her rudeness. She nodded and said with a smile, "I'll just draw and play. I can't compare with you."

Jiang Xuerou's heart is sour and bitter. When she paints and plays, Ji Rufeng tries her best to collect so many things, including books and models, and decorates her usual studio like this.

By contrast, her side was almost as poor as ever.

Although she spent the money of the gallery to buy things, she went to many places to choose her own, which is better than Ji Rufeng's arrangement of Zhao Jian.

"Then why not choose another studio?"

"I like to look at him when I draw."

With a smile, Zhao Jian sat down beside the easel and picked up the pencil that had been sharpened and ground. No matter what storm this sentence caused to Jiang Xuerou.

Ji Rufeng also smiles, watching her demonstrate to Jiang Xuerou.

Jiang Xuerou bit her lip and looked at her with sadness. Drawing paper, pencil and eraser are all the best. In fact, it's not necessary for beginners to use them. But Ji Rufeng made such an arrangement. Let's look at herself

"Miss Jiang? Miss Jiang

Ji Rufeng called twice, and Jiang Xuerou came back to herself. However, she saw that Ji Rufeng was still the same as before. She refused to let people go thousands of miles away without any warmth or fire

"Are you still busy?"

Jiang Xuerou knew that this was seeing off the guests. She didn't want to leave, but she had no choice but to shake her head.

"Good bye then."

When she comes out of Ji Rufeng's studio, Jiang Xuerou has a bad feeling. In the past, she was also a little princess who wanted wind and rain. But now her father and mother are in the detention center, and the case will soon be tried. Once the trial comes down, she may never have a chance to breathe fresh air in her life. All this is given by Zhao Jian.

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