Qi Wenxuan mustered up the courage and said to Lu Ruoyan: "Then, why can't we get out?"

Lu Ruoyan brought Qi Wenxuan a piece of buttered bread and smiled and said, "Little sister, you just walked out a painting. There are so many paintings here. Don't you want to go in and take a look?"

Qi Wenxuan made a swallowing move, trying to shake her head but didn't dare, and finally cried out and hugged Zhou Ran's arm in fear.

Zhou Ran rubbed her hair and told her not to be afraid. Then she raised her head and reexamined the paintings hanging in the living room.

In addition to the painting they have already come out, there are many small paintings, some of which are landscapes and some are daily life, but the protagonist of each painting is Lu Ruoyan himself.

Her childhood, girlhood, young womanhood, and paintings of her tragic death under the man.

Zhou Ran believed that the experiences Lu Ruoyan said were true, but she didn't know what kind of mood this woman was drawing such a fragmented self.

Zhou Ran finally spoke, and she asked Lu Ruoyan: "What should we do to leave?"

Lu Ruoyan turned her head and looked at Zhou Ran. She bent her eyebrows like a willow leaf and said regretfully: "Do you want to leave here so much?"

This is what I asked.

Who doesn't want to leave here?

But Zhou Ran could easily and naturally tell the lies of cheating. She ate a bite of bread, her cheeks bulged a little, like a carefree little squirrel with a calm tone: "No, I just asked casually, can't I tell me?"

Lu Ruoyan: "Yes."

After she finished speaking, Xiaohua stood on Zhou Ran's shoulder.

Lu Ruoyan looked at her skirt, then at the small piece of paper, and finally looked at Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran also looked at her, smiled calmly, and said, "Tell me, I'll listen." But Lu Ruoyan clearly read from those eyes, "To be honest, otherwise she would burn your skirt and smash your painting!"

Lu Ruoyan didn't want to anger her. After all, the five earrings behind her were not people who could be provoked, so she smiled and said, "Since it's your sister, please ask me, then I'll tell you."

After saying that, he pointed to the paintings hanging on the wall and continued: "There are many paintings here, some of which can lead directly to the outside, some that require completing some tasks to leave, and some that dies when entering."

Qi Wenxuan died when she heard that she had entered, and her body trembled and said tremblingly: "I, what if I don't choose anything?"

Lu Ruoyan smiled. This woman had plain face, but her skin was clearer and more delicate than the actresses on TV. She saw her mouth bent and her green onion fingers slapped between her red lips, her movements were romantic and charming.
Chapter completed!