Lu Jianzhen is really a lady who cannot be more caring and gentle when he treats the person he likes.
She quickly reacted to Jinli's shock and realized that she was abrupt: "Sorry Jinli, I am used to this way of greeting, and I'm so embarrassed to be surprised."
Jin Li touched her face, reacted, showing a sweet smile: "No, I'm just not used to it."
After speaking, she learned Lu Jianzhen's movements and stepped forward and gave her a light hug.
When the white and tender cheeks came over, Lu Jianzhen felt his heart softened.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and stroked the Jinli hair lightly. For the eighteenth time, she cursed Lu Qingyuan's stinky boy in her heart: You don't like such a soft and sweet girl?
What's the use of eyes?
Lu Jianzhen led Jinli all the way to the house.
She did not take her to the living room, but went straight to the studio on the second floor.
As soon as she entered, Jin Li couldn't help but widen her eyes.
This is not so much a studio as it is a small gallery.
All kinds of large and small paintings are displayed here, Jin Li's gaze swept over and stopped in one place.
It was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.
He was wearing a white bathrobe and sitting on the carpet with a book in his hands, looking down carefully.
The black short hair is softly attached to the forehead, the eyelashes hanging down are long and thick, and the side face is incredibly delicate.
People desperately want to see him turning around.
Jin Li couldn't help coming closer.
She raised her head, looked at the painting, and looked at it carefully for a long time: "He is so beautiful."
Lu Jianzhen couldn't help laughing. She nodded seriously and agreed with Jin Li's words: "Yes, he is among the people I have seen in my life, and the second one makes me feel gushing."
Jin Li subconsciously followed her words and asked: "Second? What about the first?"
Lu Jianzhen did not answer.
Jin Li looked up suspiciously, and met the other's gaze.
She understood it all at once.
"First, is it me? Mrs. Lu." Jin Li pointed to herself with joy.
Lu Jianzhen nodded: "Yes, when I first saw you, I thought you were a gift from the goddess of beauty to this world."
Hearing Lu Jianzhen's affirmative answer, Jinli was very happy, and she was a little confused: her beauty is not a gift from the **** of beauty! Even if it were, it was a gift from Heavenly Dao Father to this world.
The artist's perception is keen. Lu Jianzhen felt the entanglement of Jinli and asked, "What's wrong with Jinli?"
Jin Li put aside the little entanglement and looked up at the painting: "I'm curious, who is the person on this painting? I really want to see him."
Lu Jianzhen said a little funny: "You take a closer look."
Ok?
Jinli glanced at her suspiciously, then take another look?
Is it someone you know?
She looked at the painting more closely this time.
This eyebrow is really familiar.
But who is it?
Jin Li thought about all the people he knew, and there was no one who could match this person.
If you have seen such a good-looking boy, Jinli feels that she will never forget it.
Knock knock knock.
The door of the studio was knocked.
"Please come in." Lu Jianzhen said.
A tall figure walked in.
Jin Li looked over subconsciously, and just wanted to call someone, but his eyes stopped.
She glanced between the eyebrows and eyes of the visitor, then looked back at the painting.
Confirmed back and forth three times.
She finally understood where this familiarity came from.