grandpa is not sick

Chapter 126 Kiss (3)
"Hmph, how can you give someone a gift and help them to name the gift?" Was it intentional?In this way, not only will he think of her when he sees the cat, but he will think of her even when he calls it by name. That unreserved woman really has a good plan.The corners of Fu Yixun's lips couldn't help but raised slightly, and he brought the cat in front of his eyes for a careful look. He thought it was barely good, but he didn't know how many bacteria there were in the hair. I heard that kittens can't take a bath yet, tsk, it's dirty died.

Thinking of this, Fu Yixun put the cat back into the box, got up and poured a small saucer of milk into it, the arrogant Claude little black cat glanced at Fu Yixun arrogantly, and after a while, he lowered his head and sniffed , stretched out her pink and cute little tongue and licked it.

Seeing this, Fu Yixun felt that the cat seemed to be very easy to keep. He sat on the sofa and turned on the computer to start shopping online. Cat litter, cat litter, cat food, cat body wash and other cat supplies are all expensive. Picking, I didn't realize that I was running happily in the direction of Aiwujiwu.

There are a few thick clouds floating in the sky, blocking the sunlight densely.

Fu Qingliu drove to Shili Gallery. Since there were only three empty paintings of Shui Qingliu in the gallery, it was impossible to see them. Chi Fei had to sign a cooperation agreement with some people who wanted to sign a cooperation agreement with Shili Gallery and hand over the paintings to Shili Gallery. After the painters who come to exhibit and sell signed contracts, they reopened the gallery’s door to do business. However, thanks to the big incident before, Shili Gallery released that it would sign contracts with other painters. Famous painters contacted them.

Fu Qingliu has always been a hands-off shopkeeper, with the title of "manager". In fact, she spends three days fishing and two days drying the net. People feel wrong.

Fu Qingliu went directly to the studio on the second floor. The door opened and closed, and she entered a quiet and private world of her own. However, she soon discovered that in this quiet and private space of hers, there was actually something inside her. It was invaded without even realizing it.

On the drawing boards on the easels, each drawing board holds a painting.It was one sketch after another, the main character was the same person, he had beautiful brown semi-long curly hair, he was reading a book with downcast eyes, or looked at the camera with a blank face, some mocked, some showed Beloved, but no matter how varied his posture is, what remains unchanged is that he always gives people a quiet and noble feeling, like an ancient and mysterious nobleman.

Fu Qingliu suddenly felt irritable, and suddenly stretched out his hand to press on a sketch, retracted his five fingers, and the picture wrinkled up, but for some reason he was reluctant to tear it off.She withdrew her hand violently, and forcefully opened the curtains that hung down to the ground. The scorching sun she expected was gone, but the thick clouds covered it up. Looking at the gloomy sky, she felt even more irritable and depressed. After being restless and suppressed, it seemed as if he had stepped into an empty void. His whole heart sank, and the air became icy cold.

She walked to the chaise longue on the balcony and sat down, staring blankly at the small pots of potted plants placed on the fence. She seemed to be entangled in a nightmare, and the whole person fell into the net and could not escape.

The sky is vast, so vast that it feels inexplicably empty.

Fu Qingliu curled up on the chaise longue like a shrimp, and gradually fell asleep. A gust of wind blew past her cheek with an invisible sharp blade, and she woke up suddenly, her eyes widened. Shortness of breath and panic.

She lay blankly on the chaise longue for a while, and saw the sketches in the studio through the floor-to-ceiling sliding windows, and suddenly a bright, mysterious and dignified figure appeared in her muddy mind.He is so special, Fu Qingliu has never felt this so clearly like today, he is special, although she still can't figure out what is special about him.Maybe it's a nervous temper, maybe it's an overly attractive look and temperament.

(End of this chapter)