Su Liuhuo didn't accept Guo Qifeng's invitation. After more than two months' rest, she had a lot of work to do. First, she didn't have time. Second, she was too far away from their kind of family to have a close relationship.
This made Guo Qifeng a little surprised, and he added: Xiao Wu is here.
Su Liuhuo was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Luo Jincheng had gone to Qingcheng after he hadn't come to work for such a long time. However, there's nothing wrong with this one. They are good brothers.
She thought about it and replied, "I hope he has a good time.".
A woman's refusal has always been like this. Apart from the attitude of refusing and welcoming, it is a firm refusal, especially Su Liuhuo. It's her limit to drag on for three years. It's not her character to drag on.
Guo Qifeng can only give up!
From that day on, Luo Jincheng has been painting Li Jingchen every day, with a deep impression. Rather than painting, he is engraving Li Jingchen, which he has engraved into his mind over and over again.
Guo Qifeng did not stop this.
However, if you look carefully, you can see the difference between the two paintings.
Su Liuhuo's picture is young, smart, colorful and uninhibited, especially his eyes are very vivid, while Li Jingchen's one is not. It's like a profile of a wall, where a wall stands.
Guo Qifeng can see it, Guo Qianying can see it, and even the servants at home can see it at a glance.
In contrast, only Luo Jincheng does not know.
Love a person is always a trace to follow, but some people will be blinded by the past.
"Uncle five, your painting is not good at all." Ping An said.
He looked at the paper all over the floor, picked it up and folded the plane. The plane flew up, whirled around the room and landed on the bedside table.
Ping'an climbed the mountain to get the plane and saw a picture of dust falling.
He picked up the dust and looked at Luo Jincheng, "this is the best one."
"You know what."
It's just a child. Luo Jincheng doesn't care about him. Then he takes the painting in his hand and puts it back again.
"Why don't I understand?" Ping'an felt that he was despised, so he flew the plane to him directly. "The painting is like clay figurine, not as cute as An'an's doll. I don't know what you mean by it? You are doing useless work
Even useless work is out, Luo Jincheng chuckles, "who taught you useless work?"
"Your topic is too blunt, and even if you change the topic, you can't change the fact that you are doing useless work and painting clay figurines!"
Luo Jincheng
His face is almost green, but I can't care with him.
He clenched his teeth and asked, "do you think Su Liuhuo looks good?"
The child can't say what tall opinion, saw Luo Jincheng for a while suddenly jumped from the bed, small whirlwind blew out of Luo Jincheng's bedroom.
Luo Jincheng shook his head and picked up the pen again.
Just about to draw, the door was kicked open from the outside, and ran in safely, with a doll under the armpit of both hands.
Ping An puts two dolls in front of Luo Jincheng. One is a blonde doll. Although it's beautiful, it's lifeless and can't move. The other is a transformer. It's flexible and cool.
Ping An put his hand in his pants pocket and looked coolly at Luo Jincheng, "which one do you like?"
Luo Jincheng is happy. He is a man and naturally likes transformers. When he is about to speak, he listens to Ping'an's cool little face and adds: "it's not to look at them as toys, but if you choose one to be your wife, which one do you like?"
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