Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 203 You are very sweet to bite (34)

On Saturday, the three girls went to visit the newly opened art gallery together.

Due to the fact that it is newly opened and not well-known, the flow of people in the art gallery is not large, and only a few people walk through the exhibition hall of the gallery, admiring the hanging paintings.

The owner of this art gallery seems to be particularly fond of roses. Among the ten paintings, there are often seven or eight paintings with roses as the theme.

Under the dim light, the crimson roses look like dried blood, giving people a depressing and weird feeling.

Zuo An'an rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and said anxiously: "Why are you so cautious here?"

Wen Yao pursed her lips tightly. The rose flower is the symbol of the blood clan. This place gave her a bad feeling, and she subconsciously wanted to leave.

The girl took a breath, followed her inner thoughts, turned her head and said: "An'an, Jige, or we..."

Halfway through Wen Yao's words, she stopped abruptly.

Things are not quite right with Jiga.

The girl's eyes were empty, she stared blankly at the painting in front of her, countless complicated and vague thoughts flashed in her mind, and when she tried to think deeply to grasp these inspirations, she was in vain.

The picture scroll she stared at can be said to be the most prominent painting in the gallery.

There is a full moon in the upper right corner of the painting, the dark red color seems to be flowing slowly, and the dark blue is as gorgeous and soft as velvet, a slender figure stands in the depths of the sea of ​​roses.

The evening wind blew the girl's silver hair as bright as the moon, and when she looked back, her delicate face was not clear, only her slightly curved lips seemed to be smiling.

Under the girl's feet is an endless sea of ​​roses, a crimson color tumbling and swaying, pulling out a line of gorgeous beauty, like a dream.

Mysterious and desolate, even if it is just a painting, you can still feel the noble and incomparable temperament of the girl in the painting.

"Ji Ge," Wen Yao raised her hand to cover Ji Ge's eyes, her expression became stern: "Stop watching."

Ji Ge's eyes went dark, and he suddenly recovered from the absent-minded state just now, his back broke out in cold sweat.

"I'm fine." Ji Ge let out a breath and forced a smile.

"Cheng Cheng," Zuo An'an realized that Ji Ge's face was too pale, and exclaimed in a low voice, afraid of disturbing others, she dared not speak too loudly: "Are you okay?"

"I didn't eat breakfast in the morning, it should be a little low blood sugar," Ji Ge casually found an excuse to perfunctory: "Don't worry."

Zuo An'an was still worried, and he was not in the mood to go shopping anymore, so he suggested: "Why don't we just go shopping here and go to eat first."

"En." Ji Ge agreed, turned around and left as if nothing had happened, but when he stepped out of the gate of the art gallery, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the painting.

The desire from the depths of the blood was still so strong that it could not be ignored. Ji Ge pondered slightly, and decided to go back today and ask Luo Yi if he could steal this painting back and study it carefully.

Wen Yao has been secretly observing Ji Ge's every move, and when she sees this, she also glances at the painting, her lips pursed quietly.

Her intuition told her that there must be something wrong with this place.

In the painting, no one noticed that in the corner, there was an inconspicuous blush on the pistil of an inconspicuous rose.

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Under Zuo An'an's enthusiastic recommendation, the three of them went to a nearby restaurant and ordered the signature rice bowl.

When he was halfway through eating, Zuo Anan went to the toilet, but he didn't come back for most of the day.

　Three shifts.

　　I went back to my hometown, and the manuscript has not been revised yet, because I have to write and add a lot of content, so the later ones may be a little later, but I will definitely finish it tonight.

　　The author has to prepare to stay up late, if it is too late, little angels, let's get up and watch it tomorrow morning.

　　After finishing writing, I will change the previous chapters, not the plot, but only the logic, there is no need to read it again.

　　Good night, go to bed early (*︶*)..:*

　　
　
(End of this chapter)