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Chapter 890 The Same Wife Fights the Fast Gunner 44
Why didn't the door close, Sheng Xia walked to Yan Xu's house.

"anyone there?"

This guy, this habit is not good!This is the second time it has not closed.

It seems that he also just came here from yesterday!

"anyone there?"

Sheng Xia looked inside the room, there seemed to be an easel with a painting on it, and the figure on it seemed quite familiar.

Subconsciously, Sheng Xia walked in and stood in front of the easel.

Isn't this herself?

Wearing a black dress and a pair of retro red high heels on her feet, the color of her lips is also very red.

Standing here, the aura is full.

Anyway, looking at this painting in midsummer is like admiring a catwalk.

But why did Yan Xu draw himself.

"Why are you here?"

At this moment, Yan Xu came in from the outside, holding some painting tools in his hands, it seemed that he was halfway through the painting, and only then did he find that there was no paint.

Subconsciously, Sheng Xia looked at the painting again, and suddenly found that there was something missing when painting the background.

"Your door is not closed!"

Sheng Xia replied, and looked at the painting again. Anyway, this meaning is waiting for him to explain.

But Yan Xu didn't mean to explain at all.

He walked up to him, opened the box, and continued to adjust the color.

"Am I good at drawing?"

However, the parties were also asked.

"pretty good."

Sheng Xia nodded, looking at the painting, she was also very satisfied.

It is indeed a very good painting, penetrating three points.

So, Sheng Xia stood on the side, watching him finish the painting all the time.

"After that, I framed the painting and hung it up. Where do you think it would be better to hang it?"

After finishing it, he politely asked questions about Sheng Xia's frame.

"my home!"

Sheng Xia also gave a very sincere opinion.

Hearing Sheng Xia's words, Yan Xu couldn't help laughing again.

There was also a hint of a smile on the corner of Sheng Xia's mouth.

His eyes were also staring at Yan Xu.

"why are you laughing?"

It was quite normal to look at Yan Xu before, but now looking at Yan Xu, I just feel that there is something wrong with Yan Xu.

Brother, are you all right?

However, at this moment, there was a feeling in Shengxia's heart.

The main reason is that it's not easy to feel at this time, otherwise she really thinks that the person in front of her is deserted.

Mainly in every world now, Leng Qinghan has no memory, and does not live according to himself at all.

He is a different person in every world.It's not like me, and it's just me.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Yan Xu held back his smile and looked at Sheng Xia with a playful look.

Sheng Xia couldn't help but glared at him. At this moment, the painting on the drawing paper had gradually dried.

Looking at the painting at this time, Sheng Xia was completely dumbfounded.

Originally, that painting belonged to me...but now it has changed.

The background is the endless blue sea, and then Yan Xu is wearing shorts, standing on the beach, looking very chic.

Especially the muscles of the upper body are drawn very powerfully.

"anything else?"

Yan Xu held back his smile and asked aloud.

He was sure that if he continued to laugh, she would go crazy.

"Yes! Such a painting that doesn't deserve its name!"

Sheng Xia raised her eyebrows slightly, and nodded in response.

(End of this chapter)