The girl who wears a book matches the coddle of a wealthy family

Chapter 68

Yu Sheng felt a little conflicted now, she wanted her sketchbook to be on Shen Yao's car, but she didn't want her sketchbook to be on Shen Yao's car.Because if she is not in Shen Yao's car, she will most likely lose her sketchbook. There are many of her creations in the sketchbook. If she loses it, the loss will be great. If it is stolen by someone, the loss will be even greater. big.

But if her sketchbook is on Shen Yao's car, then the paintings on the sketchbook...

When Yu Sheng thought of the pictures on the sketchbook, she felt that something was not right. She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Shen Yao, "Shen Chen, are you busy?"

Shen Yao replied quickly this time, "I'm not busy now."

Yu Sheng bit her lip, and pointed her fingers up and down the keyboard like flying, "Shen Chen, can you see if my sketchbook is in your car?"

When Shen Yao received this text message, Secretary Qin knocked on the door with Yu Sheng's sketchbook.

After Shen Yao shouted "Come in", he raised his eyes and silently asked Secretary Qin what's the matter.

Secretary Qin held the sketchbook in his hand and said, "Miss Yu seems to have forgotten this in the car."

Shen Yao nodded and said, "Put it on my table."

After Secretary Qin put the sketchbook on Shen Yao's desk, he still didn't forget to report what Mr. Shen had ordered just now. He said, "'Mr. look……"

"Then follow up and help her when needed."

"Okay, Mr. Shen." Speaking of it, even if Shen Yao didn't say anything, Secretary Qin was ready to keep paying attention.Because he always felt that Mr. Demon was somewhat similar to Mr. Shen, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.Even if Mr. Devil is not Mr. Shen, he still thinks this little sweetheart is very energetic and interesting.

Shen Yao replied to Yu Sheng, "Yes."

Seeing Shen Yao's reply, Yu Sheng heaved a sigh of relief.

She then sent another message, "Shen Chen, don't look at the drawings in the sketchbook!"

Although the message she sent was suspected of not having 300 taels of silver here, she believed in Shen Yao's character. If it was someone, maybe she sent such a message, and that person would actually want to see what she drew .But if the other party was Shen Yao, if she asked so, he would definitely not read it.

Shen Yao's character is naturally trustworthy, but she doesn't know that there are still many unexpected surprises in this world.

The originally cloudless sunny day suddenly began to rain heavily.

August is the hottest month and there are always a lot of thunderstorms.

After working hard for a long time, Shen Yao was also a little tired.Seeing the latest text message sent by Yu Sheng, he replied "Yes", and then he got up and went to the window to breathe.

The sky has become dark and gloomy, and the raindrops hit the window with a crackling sound, and the outside world suddenly became a little blurred due to the heavy rain.

Downstairs was full of people running around.

Shen Yao opened the window, and suddenly a strong wind gushed in from the office more than ten floors high.The wind and rain blew Shen Yao's black hair, making him close his eyes subconsciously.But I have to say that this strong wind made Shen Yao's exhausted state recover a lot.

He took a few deep breaths of the crisp air before closing the window again.If the windows are not closed, the office will be wet by raindrops.

When he returned to the desk, he suddenly found that Yu Sheng's sketchbook was blown away by the wind.

He thought of Yu Sheng's request that he didn't want him to read her sketchbook just now, and just wanted to close the sketchbook, but as soon as his hand touched the sketchbook, he saw the drawing on the exposed page of the sketchbook. people.

He recognized it immediately, it was him.

The degree of fidelity is estimated to be over ninety-nine percent.The person in the painting seemed to be carved out of the same mold as his real person.

But the scale of this painting is a bit too big, it looks full of color.

In the painting, his eyes are blurred, and the eyes are full of water vapor. His black hair is attached to his face, and water drops are still dripping down his cheeks. The beads landed on the chest, and then went down little by little, passing through the pectoral muscles, and then the six-pack abs below, and even, still going down...

Shen Yao didn't know what to say for a while, but fortunately Yu Sheng wasn't too frenzied, at least he got a bath towel to wrap around the key parts.But the towel was very short, barely covering the indescribable parts, and his slender legs were exposed under the towel.

This kind of looming, on the contrary, has a more intense lack of color.

Only then did Shen Yao know why Yu Sheng insisted that he not be allowed to look at the drawings on this sketchbook.

From his own point of view, such a painting is really hard to describe.

If he dared to draw such a man, Yu Sheng is probably the only one in this world.Only Yu Sheng, after painting such a painting, can live a safe and sound life without being hit by the Shen family.

Shen Yao estimated that there are many similar paintings in this sketchbook, otherwise it would be impossible for such a coincidence to be blown onto this indescribable painting by the wind.He was about to close the sketchbook, but he caught a glimpse of the line of small words in the upper right corner of the painting.

"Shen Chen, I like you a little more every day than the day before."

(End of this chapter)