Flowers bloom silently

Chapter 401 Extra Story: Big Sister-in-Law

An Keer came back from the Design Academy, and before she could put down her bag, her two-year-old son Yu rushed out of the piano room and threw himself into her arms like a baby. When he pounced like this, several colorful flowers immediately bloomed on her long snow-white dress.

"Hey, baby, are you drawing?" An Keer asked with a smile while holding up her son's angelic little face, which was at least [-]% like the city.

"Well, mom, you come to draw too!" Yu raised her chubby little hand and took her hand and pulled it into the piano room. An Keer followed him into the piano room with small steps, Zimo was sitting Under the corner opposite the piano, several bottles of paint were placed on the ground beside him, and countless pieces of graffiti with little palms printed on it or nothing that could be seen were scattered on the ground, which looked like a masterpiece of an impressionist master.

Seeing her coming, Zimo picked up the sketchbook in his hand and shook it at her, smiling. An Keer guessed that he must have drawn a lot of portraits of Yu.

An Keer greeted Zimo, sat cross-legged in front of the paint bottles and paper, and accompanied his son to do graffiti.

"Have you applied to study in Italy?" Zimo turned over a new page, and continued to draw while casually confirming what he had heard to An Keer.

"...You are quite well informed." The matter of advanced studies was An Kerer's application secretly submitted to the Italian General Academy, and she thought she would tell everyone after she passed.

"Really?!" Zimo stopped drawing, and the blue eyes under the glasses flashed a complex light, "Do you know about this?"

"I didn't tell him." When mentioning the city, An Ke'er pursed her lips lightly.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, if you make too much use of Cheng's favor and go your own way, once it exceeds the range he can bear, the consequences will be very serious!" Zimo shook his head, kindly reminding.

"I'm not afraid of him!" An Ke'er said so on the surface, but she felt a little guilty in her heart.

"It takes a year to study. Are you really willing to leave your young Yu to go to such a far place? You can also study here? Besides, don't you still have a year before graduation?" In fact, Zimo I can understand Anke'er's desire to go out. Although the city has moved the best teachers here, Diying Island is just an archipelago, and it cannot represent a larger space. She is more eager to contact the outside world.

"I plan to take Yu with me." With the wealth owned by Cheng, she and Yu will receive the best care in a foreign country, and she can still go back and forth between school and residence every day like here.

"Okay, but what about the city?"

"He'll visit us when he's free. It's only been a year, not ten or eight years. It'll be fine." An Ke'er felt sad at the thought of being separated from the city, but she was a A woman with a dream, she wants to make a little sacrifice to get one step closer to her dream.

An Keer's understated answer made Zimo a little speechless. He knew Cheng too well, and the other party would never agree to let his wife and children leave his kingdom, and he couldn't bear the pain of not seeing each other for more than three days.

"By the way, are your art exhibition preparations going well?" An Keer changed the subject.

"Oh, it went pretty well, thanks to Mengmeng." Zimo has been preparing for this painting exhibition for two years, and it will tour in several important countries.

"That's right, with her here, you can just concentrate on painting." An Keer nodded, and smiled playfully at Zimo, "When will you propose to her?"

"It's almost there!" Even now, Zimo and An Ke'er still blushed when they talked about personal issues.

"When proposing, be more romantic, don't act like a city." Thinking that Cheng asked her to marry him facelessly when she made a mistake, An Ke'er still feels that it was too early to agree. He should have suffered a little more before stopping.

"The child is so old, and he still cares about the things in the past, Ke'er is so small!" Zimo's voice was immediately met with An Ke'er's eyes.

"Huh? Can I still expect a man to understand a woman's mood?" Why don't you care?After marriage, the city's control over her has become even more severe. She is the kind of person who hates being surrounded to death, so there are many things she cares about.

"Well, I can't be your boyfriend." Zimo shrugged and continued to draw. "But I will listen to you. I am a painter after all, and I will carry out romanticism to the end."

An Ke'er pursed her lips lightly and didn't speak, but she thought in her heart how the too quiet Zimo would propose to Dai Mengmeng?However, even if he took a bunch of wild flowers and used a straw ring in front of Dai Mengmeng and said, "Marry me", Dai Mengmeng would definitely be moved and weep bitterly, right? !

In fact, half a year later, Zimo proposed to Dai Mengmeng in New Zealand in this way - I heard that it was a whim at the time, without any preparation at all - in Zimo's heart, the moment of inspiration is the best additive for love .

When he was accompanying his child to draw, Xihe came back with a bag, and his face was not very good-looking.

He threw his simple luggage on the sofa in the living room, walked to the door of the piano room, and looked at An Keer like a wronged child.

An Keer looked a little uncomfortable, and raised her head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"Please comfort." Xihe quarreled with Zhu Xi again, and the two had a falling out within a few days of traveling to France, and he directly left the other party in that country and flew back by himself.

"...Arguing with Zhu Xi again? Can't you let her go?" It's not the first day dealing with Xihe, this proud and bad-tempered guy has always been able to get along.

"Let her do everything, hold onto other people's mistakes, ask for this and that, is it annoying?" Xihe didn't feel the slightest bit of bickering with An Keer from Zhu Qian's quarrel. Happy, Zhu Xi made him feel too much pressure. Although he promised to be responsible for her, things like feelings are not too forced.

An Keer glanced at Xihe lightly, some words were stuck in her throat, and she was worried that Xihe's face would be even more ugly if she rushed those words out.

"... Well, I don't expect to get any comfort here." Seeing that An Ke'er was silent, Xihe snorted, turned around and went upstairs.

"Smelly temper, you're blaming someone else again." An Keer squinted at Xihe who was going away, shook her head and murmured.

"It's hard to settle down with a guy who hasn't recognized your marriage until now." Even though An Keer married Cheng, Xihe still habitually wanted to get what he longed for from An Keer. Zhu Qian dated, and also agreed to move to the castle on Moon Island, but he stayed in this house far longer than that there, Xi He just wanted to see the person he liked every day.

Regarding Zimo's words, An Keer chose not to take it to heart, and printed one of her hands on a piece of paper.The little guy branded his little hand dyed with another kind of paint into that palm, and then laughed happily.

"Ha, there is another painter in the family!" An Keer lovingly kissed her son's little face, and praised him, "Yu is awesome, you have such an idea!"

The little guy was very happy to be praised, and his little hands were more diligent in branding or doodling on the paper.

Taking a peek at An Keer who was smiling brightly, Zimo had the urge to draw her, but in the end he resisted, because his brush was stingy with her.

(End of this chapter)