grandpa is not sick

Chapter 34 The Beautiful Scroll (2)
Fu Qingliu scratched her cheek, a little embarrassed, "Well, this is the only room where I can do this." Chi Fei strictly forbids her to go in and mess around in other rooms, because she knows her virtues too well, and she is afraid that he will show her off. The neatly placed things were messed up by her.

Fu Yixun's words changed again in Fu Yixun's ears.The disgusted expression on Fu Yixun's face eased a little, and he looked at Fu Qingliu's blushing cheeks because of embarrassment, and thought so, she is a small gallery manager, and this gallery is not hers, can It would be great to have such a room for her hobbies to play. It is definitely not her fault that it is so dirty. There are so many drawing boards and easels here. Presumably, every gallery staff can come in and draw. Then It's no wonder that a room used by many people is so dirty.

Fu Yixun didn't know that the reason for so many drawing boards and easels was that she tended to be irritable when painting, and would kick the drawing boards and easels away if she got upset. She prepared so many drawing boards and easels just in case she was useless after things were kicked down...

Seeing that he was still unwilling to go in, Fu Qingliu had no choice but to sweep away everything on the ground with a broom, but there was nothing to do with the dried paint on the ground. In the end, Fu Yixun was still not willing to come in, so she turned the broom aside Throw it away, close the door, "Love can't get in."

Blocking the door that was about to be closed with one hand, and touching the cold door with his palm, Fu Yixun frowned in disgust, but he pushed it open with a little force, and walked into this place that he would never take a step under if he was normal. Dirty messy room.

Fu Qingliu quickly set up the easel and put a drawing board on it, suddenly remembered that he forgot to change his clothes, "Wait for me a while." After saying that, he walked out of the studio quickly.

Fu Yixun walked slowly in the studio and saw many paintings covered with white cloth. He wondered if these were Fu Qingliu's paintings, but his upbringing did not allow him to touch other people's things without their permission. , opened the curtains, and the sudden influx of sunlight made him squint his eyes instantly. It took him a while to get used to opening the sliding window and going out. Then he saw the chaise longue on the balcony and a small pot of cute potted plants. It was the lotus pond and the people looking at the paintings. When he heard the sound of the door opening behind him, he turned around and looked over.

Fu Qingliu didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he entered the door. He was standing in the golden sunlight, his brown eyes were staring at her, and Jinli's clothes seemed to emit a thin layer of light under the sunlight. Dizziness, the surrounding scenery is hazy, giving people the illusion that their eyes have penetrated through time and saw the young nobleman standing quietly in the distant ancient time and space.

She sat on the round chair uncontrollably, picked up the palette and started to color, her eyes were a little dazed looking at Fu Yixun.

"Need me to stand still?" Fu Yixun looked into her eyes, his melodious voice was slightly hoarse.

"No, you can move as you like, but don't go out of my sight." Fu Qingliu has already entered the working state, and the paintbrush in her hand seems to be her hand, and she can clearly feel the touch of brushing the paper.

The studio is very messy, there is no clay and nothing else to do. Most importantly, he can't ignore her eyes on him like Fu Qingliu and find things to do on his own, but he is seen all over It was hot, and the unfamiliar feeling made him very uncomfortable. He looked left and right, looking for something to stop him from focusing too much on Fu Qingliu's gaze, and finally landed on the drawing boards covered by white cloth, "These paintings, mind me to have a look ?"

(End of this chapter)