He's cute but puritanical

Seeing the little guy staring at his face, Lu Shiyan raised his hand and touched his face. He wondered, "what's the matter? Is there anything dirty on dad's face

"Dad, Dad! This sweet water is so delicious Lu Yanbai shook his arm and looked at him with bright big eyes, full of expectation. "I still want to drink, can I?"

So Lu Shiyan went back to the milk sales area and put two boxes of strawberry milk into the shopping cart.

On the way back, Lu Yanbai was drinking a bottle of strawberry milk.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. She turned to look at the man in the driver's seat, with a serious little expression, and asked solemnly, "Dad, have you found mom?"

The man who had been concentrating on driving suddenly tightened his hand on the steering wheel, but the expression on Jun's face did not change much.

He looked at her slightly, pursed his lips, and after a moment's silence, he said in a low voice, "how, does inkstone miss her mother?"

The little guy nodded his head earnestly, "I want to."

Lu Shiyan congealed with her soft, white, pink and tender face, and the color of her eyes became dark. "When dad has a weekend holiday, inkstone will accompany her father to find her mother, OK?"

Lu Yanbai is happy, even the expression on her small face has become more vivid, "good!"

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At that time, New York.

Jiang Yihang finished his cross ocean video conference and it was nearly midnight.

He raised his hand, pressed his temple, closed the computer, got up and walked out of the study.

When passing through Jiang Lai's bedroom, he found that the door was not closed tightly, and the light was still on inside.

Jiang Yihang raised his hand and knocked on the door. He said in a warm voice, "may I come in?"

Jiang Lai stopped the feeling pressure pen in the hand, the line of sight still stays in front of the painting board, "come in."

Jiang Yihang went to her desk and glanced at her drawing board on the desk. "Why don't you stay up so late?"

Jiang Lai's feeling pressure pen continues to move fast on the LCD screen. A little Taoist who seems to be only four or five years old jumps from her pen to the screen, "I quickly finish painting. Today is the final ending. After drawing this cartoon, it will be completely finished."

Jiang Yihang looked at the little Taoist priest she had painted, and said curiously, "Xiaolai, I haven't seen you have the talent to make up stories before. How come the comic book you drew now has become the number one on the best seller list?"

"That's because you don't pay enough attention to me." Jiang Lai snorted and said, "in fact, although I would like to play games there, the process of playing games has also given me a lot of creative inspiration. What's more, what I originally studied in university is the major of design, which has a certain foundation of painting! Of course, the most important thing is interest. "

In addition to playing games, she also likes to read comics every night before going to bed. Once, when she was reading the comics, she felt that the plot arrangement of the author was not perfect. If it was her, she might not let the heroine end up with the man, but leave and go away.

Probably after having such an idea, a lot of wild ideas in her head came out one after another.

When she just went abroad, she didn't have any sustenance in her heart. Relying on cartoons, she slowly survived the most difficult days.

So, this is probably the reason why she insisted on writing.

After listening to her, Jiang Yihang said with a smile, "but this interest is also good. In a short period of two years, you have changed from a gnawing brother to a little rich woman."

"I'm just at the beginning, and I'll create more picture books in the future." Jiang Lai said here, suddenly thought of what, "by the way, brother, I may have to go back home."

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