Mr.president, you are too gentle

Fu Xiaoxiao returned home in a relaxed mood all the way. She didn't know what Wen Shian looked like because of herself. There was a little rain on the road. Fu Xiaoda took an umbrella, but his shoes were inevitably stained with some water.

Despite this, Fu Xiaoxiao is still in a very good mood. Lu Xiu was a big stone that weighed heavily on his heart. Now the stone went with the wind. Of course, it was very relaxed.

To tell the truth, Fu Xiaoxiao is not willing to hurt Lu Xiu. Now the result is the best. It's the best that the seniors are so considerate and can accept it calmly.

He bent down and changed his shoes. When Fu Xiaoxiao came home, the whole person relaxed. The weather has gradually become a little cold. Winter in the north comes a little early. Fu Xiaoxiao's feet are slightly cold all the way back.

But she hesitated for a moment and was still not willing to turn on the heating. Although the house you rent is in the old city, the facilities of the house are still good, and there is heating in the north.

It's just that the price of heating is a little high. It's not winter yet, so it's better to save some money. He decided to take a hot bath and went all the way to the bathroom.

After pouring a little rose essential oil, the smell of aromatherapy permeated the small space of the bathroom. Fu Xiaoxiao untied the bath towel, stretched out his slender legs and stepped into the bathtub. The slightly hot water covered the body, which was unspeakably pleasant and comfortable.

She closed her eyes and let the foam cover the whole body. The sweet smell of roses filled the air, soothed the tiredness of the day, and she gave a comfortable exclamation.

Despite the efforts to empty his mind, Fu Xiaoxiao still involuntarily ran out of some design ideas in his mind. The time for the competition is getting closer and closer, and the deadline for submitting the design draft is coming. Most of Fu Xiaoxiao's works have been completed.

However, her most important main design has not been completed, lacking a key inspiration. This period of time and Cheng shaozhao's anger greatly affected Fu Xiaoxiao's creation, and a key part of the design was missing.

Fu Xiaoxiao is a person who strives for perfection, especially in his own design. She didn't want to make do with it like this. She chose one from the design to supplement the main drawing.

But time is running out, and now I still don't have a clue. When Fu Xiaoxiao thought of this, he inevitably had a headache.

She narrowed her eyes and moved restlessly under the water. Inspiration has always been something you can't find. If you force yourself to draw a design, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

Fu Xiaoxiao thought about it, and all kinds of gorgeous colors were staggered in his mind. But none of them can make fu Xiaoxiao stop a little. What color should the design tone of the main drawing be?

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have any inspiration. Fu Xiaoxiao simply put aside this annoyance. After all, there is still a week to push the main drawing design.

The night outside has darkened, and the rose blue sky is gradually emitting a strong shadow. The cold air spread wantonly in Kyoto, and the north wind blew in advance.