Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 51 was originally prepared for you

The next day, Mi Xia didn't go to school, and after asking Professor Yuan for leave, he began to prepare for creation.

Although both Chinese painting and gouache painting have been dabbled in, Mi Xia is most familiar with oil painting. More importantly, there are many famous paintings hanging in Bo's house, all of which are top paintings in the world.

As soon as Misha saw these, he was like a fish in the water, and could hold them for a whole day.

It's a pity that these paintings are too precious, separated by glass, and hung very high, Misha dare not take them down, for fear of accidentally damaging them.

Aunt Chen said that these paintings were all bought by Bo Xinglan. With so many famous paintings collected, it seems that he likes oil paintings very much. If I take them down by myself, I don't know if it will make him angry.

Misha had no choice but to keep recording the details of the oil painting with the paper and observe carefully.

"Miss Mi, it's time to eat."

This is the third time Aunt Chen has asked Mi Xia to eat.

Misha stood on tiptoe, carefully observed the oil painting with a small magnifying glass in his hand, and was reluctant to leave.

"Well...it will be fine soon...soon..."

Misha's eyes were glued to it, carefully recording the notes on it.

Seeing that she still refused to get off the chair, Aunt Chen reminded, "Master is still waiting for you."

"He hasn't eaten yet?"

Mi Xia lowered her head and glanced at Aunt Chen, the oil painting on the wall will not disappear, and it will be the same when you look at it later.

"Then I'll come back later."

Misha reluctantly got off the chair, and folded up the materials in his hand.

Aunt Chen handed over a wet towel and said, "Miss Mi, if you like these, you can ask us to take them down and send them to your room."

"Still not?"

Misha shook his head, and glanced at the oil paintings on the walls again. "These oil paintings are so precious."

"If it's Miss Mi, the young master will definitely agree."

can you?

Misha was a little skeptical and walked to the restaurant.

Bo Xinglan was still sitting in front of the dining table, and the things on the table had not been moved.

Misha walked in and muttered softly: "Start eating yourself, you still have to wait for me..."

She sat down on the other side, and then Bo Xinglan began to eat without saying a word.

His movements are very elegant, as if he is sitting in a noble restaurant, with his back straight and unhurried.

Mi Xia glanced at him, remembering what Aunt Chen said just now.

If she mentioned it, would Bo Xinglan really agree?

Today I have been lying on the wall all day looking at oil paintings, my body is sore and sore, and now I don’t even have the strength to cut steak.It would be much easier if it could be taken down and brought into the room.

She was still hesitating whether to speak or not, Bo Xinglan seemed to have eyes on the top of her head.

Before Misha could speak, he took the initiative to say: "Tomorrow I will ask them to take down the oil paintings on the wall and send them to the study, where you can work."

Misha froze for a moment and widened his eyes.

"Is it possible? Will it be too precious?"

Each of those oil paintings cost more than ten million yuan, and if they were damaged, they would depreciate in an instant. She never thought that Bo Xinglan would be willing to lend them to her.

She leaned forward slightly, looking at Bo Xinglan excitedly.

Misha's eyes were shining brightly.

Bo Xinglan lowered his head, the sun shone through from the side and shone on his body, and he could see that his ears were slightly red.

"It was originally prepared for you..."

"What?" Misha didn't hear clearly.

Bo Xinglan's eyes flashed. "nothing."

Mi Xia blinked her eyes, tilted her head and smiled at Bo Xinglan.

"Thank you, Bo Xinglan, if there is anything you need me to do in the future, just tell me."

(End of this chapter)