Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

He came over suddenly, hugged Qin Jing gently, but let go when Qin Jing was still in a dazed state, raised his hand and poked Qin Jing's forehead with his index finger, sighing softly, " Just be happy. Go out and work!"

Glancing at Shan Yudong, Qin Jing walked out rubbing his forehead that was a little sore from being poked by Shan Yudong, and when he closed the office door, he was still muttering, this guy is weird!

Although Qin Jing was a little confused by Shan Yudong's strange question, he was in a somewhat happy mood.

At least, this person didn't end up cheating on him because of her>

What she was most afraid of was that she and Shan Yudong would become strangers because of this matter. [

She had a hard time finding a friend, and she would feel bad if she became strangers because of that.

In the evening, Qin Jing was sitting on the sofa knitting a scarf, while Wen Jili was sitting at the coffee table not far away, writing and drawing with a charcoal pencil.

After late autumn, Wen Jili asked his servants to spread long-haired blankets on the floor of the Blue Lake Villa except the kitchen and bathroom, so that it was very soft and warm when walking barefoot on the ground.

At this moment, he was sitting on the carpet, lowering his head to sketch something.

Qin Jing occasionally looked up at Wen Jili when changing needles, and saw his lowered head and focused side face, which made her feel at home. The two were doing their own things, but they could feel the warmth of each other beside her. It feels good.

Putting down the paintbrush, Wen Jili sat next to Qin Jing, picked up the long wool and wrapped it around his fingers to play with.

"I still have to do this after get off work, are you tired? If you find it hard, just knit grandma and grandpa. I will ask someone to knit the rest of the wool."

Qin Jing shook his head amusedly, "It's not tired. It's happiness, understand? If you don't have time to weave, you can give it as a New Year's gift!"

She looked sideways at Wen Jili, her eyes were calm and glowing faintly, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, giving her a very soft feeling.

Wen Jili smiled lightly, raised his hand to rub Qin Jing's hair, "Yes."

After waiting for a while, while Qin Jing was rubbing his eyes, Wen Jili took off the half-knit scarf she was holding in her hand, and took the manuscript paper that had been immersed in writing just now from the glass coffee table, and handed it to Qin Jing.

Qin Jing, who was about to pick up the scarf and weave it again, glanced at the manuscript paper, and was dazed for a while, then his pupils widened, took the manuscript paper in front of him with his right hand, looked at it for a long time, and then trembled, "No... no regret……"

"Yeah." Wen Jili curled his lips back lightly, "Do you like it? I changed it a bit. I still use 'peach' as ​​the base, but the shape has changed a bit. From your original one, I changed it to two. In the middle The empty part is filled with special materials. According to the requirements of customers, you can fill them in the middle of the special materials, which can be preserved forever without deterioration. That thing can be a bone, or a piece of hair, or a piece of paper, any Everything works."

Holding the drawing paper that was only a few millimeters thick, Qin Jing's eye circles were slightly red with excitement. Ten years or more, at that time, she fell into despair because of the disappearance of this sketch, and felt that life was really going to drive people crazy. .

Ten years later, someone appeared in front of me with a sketch that I was desperate for, and he carefully restored the previous idea, and even integrated his own thinking concept to build a new drawing.

This, how can people not be excited?

"Why change it to two?" She pointed to the two charcoal patterns on the drawing.