Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1268

The night is long, and the study is very quiet.

Two blank rice papers were laid out on the desk, and Xuanyuanchen and Mo Xiaowan were immersed in their own worlds.

What Mo Xiaowan drew was a picture of him just getting acquainted, being chased by a ferocious dog and breaking into the clean room.

She racked her brains and exhausted all the skills she could use, not asking for complexity, but asking for the scene to be clearly explained.

So the picture of that nimble little girl being chased by a dog and breaking into the clean room suddenly appeared on the paper.

In order to reproduce the embarrassing and embarrassing scene of the first meeting, Mo Xiaowan painted the obscene pants he took off, and a small stick for spraying water.

Halfway through the painting, he painted a picture of a seascape, a ship sailing on the sea, and the wind and waves seemed to hit.

Mo Xiaowan felt that what he drew might be a bit too that.

However, she had to be realistic about the scene of the first meeting, so that maybe it could bring back his forgotten memory.

With an idea, I cast a shadow on the water-spraying pillar. Anyway, the clean room is dark, so it makes sense, but it’s only faintly visible, not so obvious.

After finishing the painting, Mo Xiaowan looked at the scene in the painting and wanted to cover his mouth and snigger.

Why did she meet him for the first time?
Will it be so funny?
She still clearly remembered that his murderous eyes seemed to tear herself apart at once, and the coercion released from him was so overwhelming that she almost fainted.

But at that time, I was like a tenacious weed.

Blown by the wind, one-sided, but still can grow upright again!

At that time, it was a little fearless, unlike now, where there are so many ties and scruples.

After Mo Xiaowan finished painting, he fixedly stared at the painting with wet ink, and snickered for a while.

When Xuanyuanchen finished his last stroke, the boat capsized in the wind and waves and crashed into the reef. When he turned his head, he saw Mo Xiaowan sniggering while staring at the painting he had drawn.

I was really curious about what she would draw, so I leaned over.

As a result, it looked like being struck by lightning.

A girl's family, how can she be able to draw a man, that...

Although that covered more than half of it with shadows, as a man, he couldn't be more familiar with his own body structure, how could he not know what she painted.

What made him even more speechless was that the woman in the painting was vaguely familiar and unfamiliar.

But the man who was spraying water in the cleaning room looked like him.

What's going on in her mind?
Thinking of the picture of her licking her own peas, is she so shameless in front of any man?
Xuanyuanchen pointed at her painting, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed, he suddenly grabbed the painting with wet ink, and when he activated his internal energy, the painting shattered into several pieces in the wind.

"Indecent and shameless!"

After finishing speaking angrily, he slammed the study door angrily, and he disappeared completely.

Mo Xiaowan was stunned.

What happened to him?

Where did you offend him?
Isn't it good to tell a story?
Fragments of rice paper scattered all over Mo Xiaowan, even if she doesn't want to recall the past, there's no need to tear up her drawing paper so ruthlessly, right?
"Pissing indiscriminately, you are obscene and shameless!"

Mo Xiaowan was so angry and funny that he shook for a long time.

"Tearing up the painting when there is a disagreement, I am so angry, amnesia is amazing, and I am seriously ill."

Don't know how you feel?

Could it be that she was allowed to fight with someone who lost her memory?
Reason with him?
Tell him that he has done things a thousand times more dirty and shameless than painting?

(End of this chapter)