It was the next night that Jiang Xiao knew about Su Meng.

After returning from sinang villa, she painted at home for a day.

It's hard to draw a fuzzy picture to be realistic.

When Meng wrote to me in the past years, she was still in the studio, drawing the portrait's hair.

"We have successfully changed the diesel oil of those people. By no means, now the oil tank is filled with water. We just rub the diesel oil several times to keep the flavor. Little, what are you doing? I should have taken a bath at this time. If you still can't sleep, talk to me

Jiang Xiao took a look at his watch when he saw the letter.

It's eight thirty in the evening.

At half past eight, she was really not in bed.

But because she has been drawing, she hasn't bathed yet.

Jiang Xiao stopped, sat down, rubbed his back, took a pen to reply to his letter.

"I'm painting. I'm painting a portrait of a person. I'm entrusted and paid for it." Jiang Xiao thinks of the gift from Fang's family. The ancient inkstone given to Liu Guoying has been taken away by him. However, she has not opened the two boxes to see what they are.

"Entrusted? By whom? "

"Fang family, sinang villa, master Fang. Old brother, do you know? My teacher and president Jin went to sinang villa yesterday

Previously, she told Meng that she would go to a tea party on the weekend, but she didn't tell him where to go. In fact, she was worried to mention it to him, which was near the unfinished building where she died in the previous life.

Meng almost jumped out of control when he saw this letter in the past.

It's still raining here. They are sheltering in a cave, and those people are in another cave not far ahead.

At this time, the light rain was like smoke and fog. Meng went out of the cave to find a secret dark corner. Because of his excellent eyesight, he wrote a letter by a little light.

If other people should not be able to.

For him, there is no problem, and even if he is found, others can not see what he is in his hand, only know it is a piece of paper.

He wrote a reply quickly, even impulsive to go home to see Jiang Xiao.

"How did you get to the house? Has anything happened? Have you seen Fang Ning Jue? "

Jiang Xiaoyi was surprised to see his reply.

Meng used to mean that he knew Fang ningjue.

"Yes, I haven't had anything happened, that is..." Jiang Xiao thought about it for a while, but he still thought that he would not tell him about the dog for the time being. He would wait until he came back. "It's that Mr. Fang asked us to enjoy the painting. It's a picture of a winter night. It's the same painter as the autumn view picture. Then he took a picture, which was a picture of his little daughter, and asked people to help find someone When you arrive, give me that picture of winter night. I'm just helping to draw down the photos, copy them and send them to those who want to help find people. "

"Fang ningjue, I asked Fang ningjue. Did he tell you anything?"

Meng has been emphasizing Fang Ning Jue in the past years. Jiang Xiao thinks about it and replies to him.

"Hua Xinyue and Su Meng should have provoked him. Fang ningjue's temperament is very strange. He is warm when he feels good, but changes his face when he is not good."

"Why is that boy just weird? He is a pervert. You should stay away from him. When the painting is finished, you ask Ding Haijing to send it to him. You don't have any contact with him. If there is anything else in the house in the future, you will push it. Do you understand? "

Meng thought of Fang ningjue in the past year, and the whole person was a little bit bad. He was worried that Jiangxiao might get Fang ningjue's attention.

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