Domineering president's special love

Although Shi Qinghuan said so, it was obviously something.

"What's the matter with you, miss?" Chen Zhenzhen lowered her voice.

Shi Qinghuan frowned, thought about it, and drew.

"Really, can you do me a favor?"

"Ouch." Chen Zhenzhen was worried and said with a smile, "Miss, you're here again... What do you want me to do? Just tell me. Mr. Huo came to me for your dispatch."

Shi Qinghuan smiled faintly and nodded.

Gesture: "can you help me buy a pencil, a drawing book and a drawing book?"

"Yes."

Chen Zhenzhen nodded, but some doubts.

"Of course... But, miss, what do you want these for?"

She can't see. What can she do if she wants paper and pen?

Shi Qinghuan frowned and said, "I want to draw something."

"Painting?"

Chen Zhen was surprised, "can you still draw now?"

After all, she can't see at all.

Shi Qinghuan was not sure and shook his head. Gesture: "I don't know. Anyway, you buy it for me first... Maybe I can."

"Oh, good."

Chen Zhenzhen promised and didn't ask any more.

……

Huo Zhanbei is injured and lives in the hospital.

Shi Qinghuan naturally couldn't leave. She was with him in the hospital.

By the bed, Shi Qinghuan slowly peeled an apple and handed it to Huo Zhanbei“ Here... "

"Thank you."

Huo Zhanbei took it and smiled, "Qinghuan, can you see it?"

Huh? Shi Qinghuan was stunned. Why did he say that?

"You see..." Huo Zhanbei held the apple. "I'm also worried that you can't see. Holding a knife will hurt yourself, but you cut so well."

Shi Qinghuan chuckled and said, "take your time. Be careful. In fact, you don't need to see the apple."

She thought, some things may not need to be seen.

There is a movement outside. Chen Zhenzhen is back.

Shi Qinghuan hurriedly stood up, "Huo thought, you have a rest... I'll go out for a while."

"Well, good."

Huo Zhanbei nodded, "just in time, I used the medicine... I'm still a little sleepy."

"OK."

When Qinghuan waited for him to lie down, he turned and went out.

"Miss."

Outside, Chen Zhenzhen holds the bag and holds Shi Qinghuan down.

"Did you buy anything?"

Chen Zhenzhen held Shi Qinghuan's hand and stuffed something into her hand. "I bought it and gave it to... But I didn't know until I went. This kind of paper and pen are very professional and divided into many kinds. I don't know whether it's suitable or not."

"Yes."

Shi Qinghuan nodded and gestured.

"As long as it works."

"Then..."

Chen Zhenzhen said, "Miss, can you be here yourself? Aunt Wang wants me to go back and bring you and Mr. Huo's dinner. "

Um. Shi Qinghuan nodded, no problem.

When Chen Zhenzhen left, Shi Qinghuan sat there, fumbled to open the picture book and held the pen.

She's ready to start painting.

What do you draw? Naturally... To draw Huo Xiang, or should it be Huo Zhanbei?

She can't see, but Chen Zhen can really see. As long as she draws the appearance of Huo Zhanbei, Chen Zhenzhen can help her see it.

Um

Shi Qinghuan took a deep breath and prayed silently.

I hope her eyes are blind and her ability to draw is still there.

Pick up the pen, when Qinghuan began to draw.

……

"Qinghuan?"

Huo Zhanbei woke up and shouted twice without answering.

Huo Zhanbei opened the quilt. His leg hurt badly. He frowned, took the crutch beside him and stood up slowly.

"Qinghuan..."

Huo Zhanbei moved to the outside.

By the sofa, Shi Qinghuan fell asleep.

Bang.

Huo Zhanbei smiled and walked over to take her to the sofa to sleep. But suddenly I saw the drawing book on the tea table. This is... Huo Zhanbei suddenly froze and was shocked into a cold sweat! Isn't this him?

Unexpectedly, Qinghuan can't see, but it doesn't affect her painting.

It's just, why did she draw him?

Huo Zhanbei will not be narcissistic and thinks that Shi Qinghuan misses him.

So, for what?

Huo Zhanbei was surprised. Did... Qinghuan have doubts? He thought of the drawing pen he put in his pocket last time... So Qinghuan drew him this time to confirm to who, Huo thought, is it Huo Zhanbei?

For example, confirm with Chen Zhenzhen?

Huo Zhanbei grits his teeth. It's very possible.

Chen Zhenzhen is good everywhere, but it's too good. It's gradually difficult to control.

What should I do?

Huo Zhanbei knows very well whether he took the drawing book or not, which will arouse Qinghuan's greater doubt.

So, what else can we do?

Huo Zhan looked North at Shi Qinghuan and had an idea.

While Shi Qinghuan was still asleep, Huo Zhanbei picked up his pen, tore the one painted by Shi Qinghuan... And put it in his pocket. Then he began to draw again.

……

When Chen Zhenzhen came back, there was only Shi Qinghuan outside.

"Miss."

Chen Zhenzhen came over and put the bag down. "Why are you sleeping like this? Be careful to catch a cold."

When Qinghuan woke up rubbing his eyes, his first reaction was to find a drawing book and fumble over the tea table.

"Miss, what are you looking for?"

Shi Qinghuan said, "where's the painting? Where's my picture? "

"Is that it?"

Chen Zhenzhen picked up the drawing book and handed it to her.

Shi Qinghuan took over, pointed the drawing book at Chen Zhenzhen and said, "Zhenzhen, look at what I drew..."

"Oh."

Chen Zhenzhen looked at it and praised, "Miss, you draw very well! Unexpectedly, you can't see it. Painting is still great here. "

Shi Qinghuan smiled. This is her professional class. Although it is not up to the painter level, it is still enough to see in the eyes of ordinary people.

But, no?

Shi Qinghuan frowned and said, "really, what I said... Don't you think you look like anyone?"

"Huh?"

Chen Zhenzhen was puzzled. He looked at the picture left and right, "like who?"

Huh? Shi Qinghuan also wondered, no, isn't it like Huo Zhanbei?

Shi Qinghuan pulled Chen Zhenzhen and said, "Zhenzhen, look carefully. Does it look like Huo Xiang?"

"Ah?"

Chen Zhenzhen was stunned and shook his head. "This... This painting is very beautiful, but it's not like it."

No?

Shi Qinghuan frowned and wondered if he was blind and really affected the painter?

"Really, you're looking carefully. Is there something like it? Not at all? "

"No."

Chen Zhenzhen shook his head honestly. "This man is also very handsome, but he is really not like Mr. Huo at all... We must say that he has a very similar hairstyle and none of his facial features."

Hearing this, Qinghuan's heart sank.

Don't know how to react?

Huo Xiang... Isn't it Huo Zhanbei? So, should she be relieved?

But why do you always have a strange feeling? It's not easy to breathe.

Chen Zhenzhen smiled, "Miss, is this what you think Mr. Huo looks like? Ha ha... Actually, Mr. Huo is even more handsome than you painted. "

When Qinghuan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, where did she have this idea?

At the door of the inner room, Huo Zhan looked clearly in the north. Sure enough... Qinghuan was already suspicious. Fortunately, he resolved this crisis.