Devil husband, fall in love with me

Since then, he has never touched a brush.

He can't tolerate the things he likes being abused. Even then, he might as well never touch them again.

Even he Xiaobai doesn't know how he suddenly stopped painting. He explained to her that he just didn't like it.

This city is full of culture and romance.

The garbage cans on the roadside, and even the people sitting on the roadside begging, are shrouded in a strong artistic atmosphere.

He wants to meet her and approach her slowly. There must be a reason to stay here.

The brush, which had been frozen for many years, was finally grasped by him. Guysi even applied to a well-known art academy to attend and study.

Staying in this city, he sometimes set up painting stands on the most prosperous streets to paint for passers-by.

Sometimes, he would order a cup of coffee in the roadside open-air coffee shop and sit all afternoon, looking at the people coming and going.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that he would set up a painting stand in a European city as the president of a multinational company.

He just wanted to see her face in the flow of people.

He was so careful and full of expectation, looking forward to meeting her by chance. He knew that he could not be in a hurry for success.

It's a kind of recreation and enjoyment to paint while looking forward to meeting her.

It's been a long time since he had such a relaxed life.

On the one hand, he is expecting, on the other hand, he is uneasy.

I don't know what it would be like for them to meet for the first time.

Will his appearance disturb her life and bring trouble to her?

What will she look like Will be surprised, or happy, or avoid.

He couldn't figure it out. He began to get a little scared.

In this way, in this complex mood, he lived in the city for half a month.

In the past half a month, he has gone through every corner of the city. He has taken classes in the college, painted for many passers-by on the street, and even won praise from many guests

And a day's income, all to the roadside vagrants.

While continuing his hobby, he is looking for her.

Did not expect that day will be so sudden, so let him by surprise.

He had just finished painting a picture of a blonde beauty on the street. The sky suddenly darkened, and a loud thunder passed, and then a big drop of rain fell.

Guysi quickly picked up his painting tools and headed for a cafe by the side of the road not far away.

In this season, the rain comes and goes fast in this city. The air is always cool.

Gu Yixi a black windbreaker, outlines a tall and straight figure. With a briefcase in his left hand and an album under his right arm, he pushed open the glass door of the cafe.

Even though he was caught in the rain, some drops of water hung on his hair. He was slightly embarrassed, which did not affect his handsome at all. On the contrary, he had a more charming taste.

This kind of weather, sitting by the French window, ordering a cup of warm coffee, looking at the scenery outside, is also a good choice.

Just walk a few steps, carelessly arm a loose, album fell on the ground.

He stopped and was about to pick it up. He took the first step, and a pair of soft and white hands had already stretched out.

She sat, bent, can only see her hair is very supple, just to the neck, wearing a white Cape, back is very beautiful, people have a kind of inexplicable warmth.