Chapter 936

In the studio.

Zhao Jian "tut tut" two, "attract bees and butterflies."

"I don't have any." The man exclaimed, "I just said a word to her, OK?" Or seeing off!

"Three sentences!" Zhao Jian stretched out three fingers to make a gesture.

Ji Rufeng raised his hand to surrender, "well, well, three sentences, but I didn't say anything to her."

Zhao Jian snorted and looked at him. She was sharpening a pencil in her hand, and her strength was heavier than that. That means, if you really dare to have anything with her, you will also be sharpened immediately!

Ji Rufeng shakes his head with a smile and draws on his drawing board with a gesture of heart.

Zhao Jian quickly sharpened her pencil and began to draw. For a moment, there was a rustle in the studio. Only the sound of the pencil brushing the paper. Sometimes they looked up at each other and continued to draw.

I don't know how long later, the door was knocked.

Ji Rufeng was stunned and raised her stiff head. Then she found that Zhao Jian didn't know when to stand beside her.

"What's the matter?"

"Can't you draw in this environment? Why has it changed now? "

Zhao Jian looked at the painting on the drawing board, sunset, sunset, men and women hugging in the car, very familiar.

Ji Rufeng smiles, puts down his pencil and moves his stiff fingers. "Some things don't need to create an environment, because they are always engraved in your heart."

Zhao Jian was stunned, and some of them didn't come back.

Ji Rufeng goes to the easel and uncovers the cloth. It looks like a beautiful picture.

The warm light fell down gently. A girl was lying on the bed. Her whole body was covered under the thin quilt and only showed her face.

She is sleeping soundly.

She couldn't help looking at him. Of course, she recognized him.

"When did you draw it?"

"When you're asleep."

Zhao Jian rolled her eyes. Of course, she knew it was painted when she was asleep. "I mean..."

Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by a knock on the door. Ji Rufeng handed her a picture album and said, "please come in."

The door opened, revealing Jiang Xuerou's face.

"Mr. Ji, Miss Zhao, I ordered lunch at noon. Mr. Ji ordered it according to your habits. I'm sorry, Miss Zhao. I don't know what you like to eat, so I'm afraid to make the decision."

She came in with two sets in her hand, opened them skillfully and set the table.

Obviously, she has done it many times.

Ji Rufeng is really surprised. Wang Feng used to do this job. After he bought it, he quietly put it in his studio. When he remembered, he would eat it. It was the first time that Jiang Xuerou sent it in like this.

Zhao Jian gives Jiang Xuerou a placid look and continues to look at the painting. Ji Rufeng paints her in this thick album.

"Why are you? What about Wang Feng? " Ji Rufeng asked.

"Mr. Wang, he has something to do. I'm just hungry, so I'll give it to you."

Ji Rufeng said, "please, but let Wang Feng do these things later."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have nothing to do. If I can help you do what I can, I will feel more comfortable." She smiles sweetly, pretending not to recognize the meaning of his words.

Zhao Jian took a light look at her and continued to look down at the picture album.

"Zhou Qing doesn't like to eat at noon, so she doesn't have to give it to her." Ji Rufeng light said a sentence.

Jiang Xuerou's face suddenly changed. It's like telling her that everyone's habits are different. You may be kind-hearted, but it may affect others' work!

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