"Well, I was wrong. You shouldn't not ignore you. Qinghuan, please help me draw it?"

Feng Yize admitted his mistake while looking forward to Qinghuan.

Qinghuan didn't answer, obviously unwilling to do so.

"Then I'll go home and draw it myself."

Qinghuan thought Feng Yize was just a talk.

I didn't care. When the next morning, she received Feng Yize's self-portrait, oh, no.

To be precise, it was Feng Yize's cartoon portrait, and she was stunned when she brought her along, drawing it like the style of a three-year-old child.

[Qinghuan, do you think I'm drawing well?]

It is also worthy of painting.

When did she be so ugly?

After Wen Qinghuan washed up quickly, she ran directly to the third floor studio, picked up the brush, and in just over ten minutes, she drew the picture of Feng Yize falling last night.

It's not just one painting, it's three paintings.

Looking at the portrait of herself lying on him, she looked at the nervousness in the eyes of the man pressed under her, and she frowned again.

Three more paintings were drawn, turning herself into air.

Although Feng Yize's fall posture remained unchanged, there was nothing in his arms, and his nervous eyes and expression looked particularly funny.

Qinghuan looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

She took pictures of her three portraits with her mobile phone and sent them to Feng Yize. She put the previous three photos into the drawer.

When I walked to the second floor, Qingling happened to come out of the room.

"Qinghuan, have you gone to the studio again early in the morning?"

"Um."

Qinghuan stood at the stairs waiting for Qingling to come. Thinking that she had returned home last night, Qingling had not even come back.

When I remembered that she was riding in Chu Junming's car, a touch of sourness appeared somewhere in her heart, and a gentle smile appeared on her delicate face.

"Did Feng Yize come to his house to get the scroll last night? When I came back, you had already fallen asleep and didn't go to find you."

Qinghuan didn't ask, but Qingling took the initiative to ask her.

Qinghuan nodded with a smile, "Well, he's here to take it away. Why did you come back so late?"

"Don't mention it, Chu Junming's perverted night had to work overtime because of a data. I really don't know why he wasn't exhausted from work."

Qingling yawned while complaining.

She only came back in the early hours of last night.

On the first day of staying here, I asked Aunt Xiaocha to wait for her until the early morning, and she felt guilty.

It's really going to work overtime.

Qinghuan thought silently in her heart that she thought they were on a date.

——

In the next few days, Ye Zhan would run with Momo every morning.

Maybe it was Mo Xiuchen's warning that day that Ye Zhan had not taken Mo Mo back to his house for several days.

He was busy with work, and except for being able to accompany her to run around in the morning every morning, he didn't necessarily have time to walk with her at night. Sometimes, he was called away by the phone halfway through the meal.

That night, Ye Zhan accompanied Mo Mo to have dinner and watch a movie.

When he went back, he agreed to take a walk home, but halfway through the road, Ye Zhan squatted down and wanted to carry Mo Mo.

Mo Mo had no choice but to climb onto his back, "Are you addicted to carrying me?"

"Maybe, I'm used to moving forward with the load on the troops."

Ye Zhan answered seriously.

Mo Mo giggled on his back, "Ye Zhan, if I grow to two hundred pounds, would you still carry me like this?"

"back."

"Love." Mo Mo laughed and scolded, but his heart was still sweet.

"Really, even if you grow to 500 pounds, I will carry you."

“…”

I really think she is a pig.

After a while, Ye Zhan said again, "Momo, I will go on a business trip tomorrow and I will not be back in a few days."

"How many days?"

Mo Mo asked softly.

She seemed a little reluctant to let it go.

"It's going to be three to five days, it won't be long. Don't miss me too much."

A narcissistic man!

Mo Mo listened to his words and asked deliberately with a smile, "What if I miss you too much?"

"Then I will appear in front of you right away."

"I believe you have a ghost."

"When I come back from a business trip, I will ask my dad and my grandfather to come to City G to meet with my parents. OK?" After a while, Ye Zhan asked Mo Mo for advice.

Originally, Mo Xiuchen was going to go to the imperial capital, but Ye Zhan stopped Mo Xiuchen and did not let him go.

Seeing that he said he had an arrangement, Mo Xiuchen did not force him anymore.

If it weren't for his daughter, he wouldn't have completely relieved Ye Zhangming and Mr. Ye.

"good."

"Momo, you are so nice."

"If I'm not good, would you like me?"

Ye Zhan said without thinking, "I like it, as long as it is you, I like it."

After Ye Zhan was on a business trip, Mo Mo was so lazy that he couldn't get up and ran in the morning.

It is called "giving yourself a vacation."

That night, Qinghuan and Qingling had dinner at the Mo family and lay on her big bed and chatted with Momo.

Qing Huan asked, "Sister Momo, Sister Tongtong and Tang Jinchen's wedding date have been set. When will you and Ye Zhan get married?"

"have no idea."

Mo Mo answered lazily.

Qingling leaned over and said, "Sister Momo, if Ye Zhan proposes to you, would you agree? You still just want to sleep with Ye Zhan and don't want to be responsible for him."

"Go to yours." Momo pushed Qingling's head away.

Qinghuan looked at her thoughtfully, "Ye Zhan is so handsome, Sister Momo, you don't really want to sleep with him, don't want to be responsible."

“…”

The answer to her was Momo's eyes rolling.

Qinghuan pursed her lips and continued to smile, "Ye Zhan must have wanted to marry Sister Momo home every minute."

"Do you sleep every minute or second?"

Qingling responded without fear of death.

The next second, she let out an exaggerated scream, "Sister Momo is killing someone."

"I see that you two girls are in a hurry. Looking back, I asked my second uncle and Uncle Bai to choose some blind dates for you, so that you can go on blind dates every day, and you will know that you want to sleep with a man all day long."

"Then before you ask me for a blind date, tell me first, if Ye Zhan proposes to you, will you agree?"

When Qinghuan asked this question again, Mo Mo finally narrowed his eyes, sat up from the bed, staring at Qinghuan with sharp eyes, "Xiao Qinghuan, have you come up with some bad ideas for Ye Zhan?"

"No, I think so, but Ye Zhan is so narcissistic. He said that if he wants to marry you, he doesn't have to propose. You will marry him happily with just one sentence."

Ye Zhan, I'm sorry, I didn't deliberately slander you like this.

The next day, as soon as Momo went to work, the director told her that the original program today needs to be pushed back and there is a temporary new task.

Momo looked at Master with a blank look on his face, "What new task?"

"Today's interviewee is a very special mysterious guest. Momo, go and prepare, and it starts at 10 o'clock."

Master said it in a daze, and Mo Mo heard it even more unclear.

"Master, at least tell me what the interview is about."

The director smiled and said, "The content is not limited, you can play it casually at that time. This live program is very important. Momo, you can prepare it first, don't be nervous later."

Mo Mo: "..."

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