Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 52 Is he shy?

Early the next morning, the oil paintings on the wall were removed and neatly moved into the study.

Mi Xia happily pushed open the door with a small notebook, and as soon as he walked in, he saw Bo Xinglan sitting inside.

"You, why are you here?"

Shouldn't he be in the company at this time?

How come here?

Misha looked at him in surprise.

Bo Xinglan was sitting behind the desk. There were some company materials on the desk. It was obvious that he wanted to work here.

The oil painting was placed on the other side of the study room, where there was obviously an extra desk, right next to Bo Xinglan's...

Bo Xinglan was still holding a pen in his hand, and looked up at Mi Xia.

"I'm working from home today."

"Oh……"

Misha walked to the other side, trying to ignore the other person in the room, and focused on the oil painting.

But the presence of the other party is too strong, no matter how hard Mi Xia tries, he will involuntarily glance at Bo Xinglan from the corner of his eye.

But Bo Xinglan kept her head down and worked seriously, as if she didn't care if she was there or not.

Mi Xia's face was slightly red, and she forcibly drew her attention back to the oil painting, and finally devoted herself to her work.

After she lowered her head, Bo Xinglan raised her head, and her eyes fell on Mi Xia.

She happened to be sitting in front of the window. Although she drew the curtains, the light behind her still came in and hit behind Misha.

Through the faint sunlight, Bo Xinglan could clearly see the fine hairs on Misha's face and neck, and the sunlight seemed to cast a layer of golden light on her body.

There was a blush and pink on the fair cheeks.

Bo Xinglan's gaze was firmly fixed on her, his almost expressionless face softened slightly, and a small curve even appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, Misha lowered her head and plunged into the world of oil painting, and missed this scene.

After a while, Misha felt Youdao's obvious gaze, and subconsciously looked up.

Just in time to meet Bo Xinglan's eyes.

Misha paused for a moment, feeling a little nervous.

She licked her lips.

"What do you see me doing?"

Bo Xinglan glanced at her again, but without saying a word, she lowered her head to look at the contract.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mi Xia widened his eyes, but the other party never raised his head again.

After looking at it for a while, I found that his ears... seemed to be... a little red?

Misha froze for a moment.

Are you shy?
Bo Xinglan is also shy?
Misha shook her head in disbelief.

Must be wrong.

I read it wrong.

She quickly lowered her head, looked at the oil painting for a while, and couldn't help but look at Bo Xinglan again, and saw that the tips of his ears were still red.

Could it be that his ears were originally this color?

Misha thought about it suspiciously.

Because of Professor Yuan's consent, Mi Xia didn't go to school these days, but stayed in Bo's house to study those famous paintings.

The strange thing is that Bo Xinglan has been working in the study.

Although they were in the same room, they rarely spoke.

At first, Mi Xia was still a little unaccustomed to it, and kept looking at Bo Xinglan, but gradually she seemed to get used to it, and sometimes even chatted a little.

Of course, most of the time he was the one talking, and Bo Xinglan was listening.

Although Bo Xinglan looked down at the contract and company information most of the time, when Mi Xia spoke, he would nod slightly or look up at her to express his response.

Mi Xia carefully put away the last oil painting, and turned to look at Bo Xinglan.

It was morning, and the sunlight from the window came in and fell on him.

The handsome and impeccable facial features are somewhat serious, like a god.

Misha was stunned for a moment.

As Shasha said, Bo Xinglan is indeed too handsome.

(End of this chapter)