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"It's just right, it's time to eat," he said.

Ye Liran nodded and followed him downstairs.

Jun Mohan half embraced her: "Be careful."

"Why are you so nervous?" Ye Liran smiled: "I haven't gotten up yet."

"Isn't the first three months a dangerous period?" And she was so sick with morning sickness, he was really afraid of accidents.

Ye Liran still had a hard time eating this meal, and Jun Mohan had no choice but to use it. He had already thought about the appetizers, but it was useless at all.

"Don't worry, the doctor said this is normal." After rinsing his mouth, Ye Liran wiped his mouth.

"Well, I'll ask someone to make some supper at night, so I can eat some before going to bed, okay?"

"Okay." Ye Liran didn't want him to worry, she almost ate whatever Jun Mohan asked her to eat, this time she was still not disobedient.

After eating, they walked for half an hour, and the two came back.

"Go to the study, I'll draw a design draft."

"Computers have radiation." Jun Mohan disagreed.

"I drew it in a notebook. I plan to make the works for this competition by myself. I don't go out during this time. Is that okay?" Ye Liran knew Jun Mohan's concerns.

If it reassured him, there was nothing wrong with her doing it.

"It's just that I still want to go to the company." She just recruited a few people, so she can't ignore it, right?
"I'll let number three and number four follow you." As long as he's under his nose, he's fine.

"Well, but I want to take Aze there." She promised him.

"Alright." Jun Mohan didn't object.

Actually, if the Song family wanted to do something, Song Ze would be a powerful chess piece.

He also hoped that Song Ze could remember Ye Ranran's goodness and leave some room for everything.

"Thank you husband." Ye Liran didn't expect Jun Mohan to be so easy to talk, so she jumped up, kissed him on the lips, and left quickly.

Jun Mohan smiled helplessly, with obvious doting in his eyes.

Ye Liran took out her design book, intending to continue drawing the pictures that she hadn't finished in the morning, but she searched through the whole design book and couldn't find the half of the picture.

"Did you lose it?" Ye Liran shook the design book in disbelief.

Nothing falls out.

Now Ye Liran believed that the blueprint was really lost.

She was a little annoyed, she didn't know where it was thrown, and who picked it up, whether it was a man or a woman, even if it was swept into the trash can, she felt bad.

But right now, there's nothing she can do. She's still angry when she comes out, and she can't force others to find paintings for her.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ye Liran calmed down, and decided to draw another one.

Ye Liran's painting skills are not bad. In fact, the reason why she chose to be a fashion designer at the beginning was because she liked it, and on the other hand, she had solid painting skills.

She likes to draw and draw. From the second grade of elementary school to the graduation of junior high school, she insisted on learning to draw. After high school, her mind was on Huo Yina's homework again, so she neglected it.

And she didn't have the idea of ​​becoming an art student, so she slowly gave up.

After becoming a fashion designer, she seldom draws. Apart from drawing design drawings, she has never drawn anything else.

But Jun Mohan made her make an exception again and again.

She just wanted to keep something, whether it was a thought or a love.

Therefore, stroke by stroke, she painted very hard, even the military medals on the uniform were detailed, not to mention the picturesque and exquisite facial features.

(End of this chapter)

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