One Night's Love: Wolfish President, Come by himself!

"Don't regret it." Huangfuche took the painting to Chu Lingxi.

Chu Lingxi took the picture with great interest. There was a pig on it!

"Huang Fuche!"

"Hahaha..." Huang Fuche laughed, "didn't I say don't regret it?"

Chu Lingxi felt that she had been teased. She angrily threw the slide to Huang Fuche, and her life was sulky.

Huangfuche came to Chu Lingxi. Chu Lingxi quickly turned his head to the other side, looking like he didn't want to talk to him at all.

She will never forgive him easily this time. Who told him to draw himself into a pig!

Hum!

Huangfuche hugged Chu Lingxi directly into his arms. "Well, I'm not angry. Here it is."

Then huangfuche took another picture to Chu Lingxi.

Chu Lingxi glanced at a girl lying in bed playing with her mobile phone. Isn't that her?

This picture is much better!

It turned out that huangfuche deliberately teased her.

"Bad guy! When did you learn bad? " Chu Lingxi pouted and stared at Huang Fuche.

"It seems that after being with you."

Chu Lingxi twisted Huang Fuche's arm, "don't plant on me!"

The two men began to laugh and play.

Huang Fuche got out of control after painting. When he was free, he began to paint Chu Lingxi. The way she slept and the way she cooked were all included in his paintings, and each one will be well preserved.

Chu Lingxi found an opportunity to tell the old lady about Huang Fuche.

"Mrs. Zhang, do you think this means that he is getting better?"

Chu Lingxi looked at the old lady with expectation.

The old lady smiled and nodded frequently. "Did he draw well?"

"Well, he draws very well. He seems to have studied, but he is not particularly professional. I think he must often draw even if he has not studied."

The old lady smiled happily. "Ling Xi, although he forgot a lot of things, some of his memories will jump out inadvertently. This is a good thing. Don't deliberately ask him what to recall. In that case, it will put pressure on him. It's just natural. He can do whatever he wants."

Chu Lingxi nodded, "I will."

"Also, what he likes to do at this time is what he really likes to do, do you understand?"

Chu Lingxi nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "I understand!"

The old lady looked at Chu Lingxi happily like a child, "Lingxi, although Mrs. Zhang is not sure to let him recover completely, but now this is really a good thing, which shows that his subconscious memory has begun to wake up slowly. If it takes longer, maybe he will be all right."

"Great, Mrs. Zhang, thank you!" Chu Lingxi hugged the old lady, kissed her hard on the cheek, and made the old lady laugh, "this child..."

Back home, Chu Lingxi called Tan Jie. Since Huang Fuche likes artificial intelligence so much, they might as well make a small studio here. The conditions here are too limited and there is really no room to play.

Soon, Tan Jie ordered someone to bring some basic equipment and set up a small studio with two people in the study.

Chu Lingxi also specially asked Tan Jie to bring her guitar. Originally, she wanted to bring the drum rack, but it was too big and inconvenient to put here, so she replaced it with a guitar.

Chu Lingxi also specially bought some decorative things from the town.

When huangfuche went for treatment, she lied that she had a stomachache and didn't go.

So she began her own plan. She decorated her little house, filled it with small colored lights, picked some flowers, and decorated them all in various places.

There was no romantic Euclidean round table in the countryside, only a wooden square table. Chu Lingxi was covered with a white cloth, but it also looked clean and romantic.

When she went to town, she stole some food. There was no oven here, otherwise she could do it.

The table is full of snacks, fruits and flowers. It looks very beautiful.

Chu Lingxi has successfully bribed Ling Sen with a lollipop and asked Huang Fuche to stay there for a while after treatment and come back when it's dark.

The sky slowly darkened. Huang Fuche, who had been worried about Chu Lingxi's stomachache, hurried home. As soon as he entered the house, he saw countless small color lights flashing.

Chu Lingxi sat on the chair under the lantern with a guitar in her arms. "Welcome to miss Chu Lingxi's personal concert. Please sit down."

Huangfu Chul was stunned. Then he went in and sat down.

Chu Lingxi was not very familiar with the guitar, so she had to look at the score to play it. She played and sang a song "like you again and again", which was a song she used to sing in the bar.

In the romantic atmosphere, Huang Fuche looked at Chu Lingxi, and Chu Lingxi also looked up at Huang Fuche from time to time.

When the song was finished, Chu Lingxi looked shyly at Huang Fuche, "does it sound good?"

"Sounds good." Huangfuche also clapped for Chu Lingxi.

Chu Lingxi was shy and said, "I haven't played for a long time. I've made several mistakes."

"It doesn't matter. It's already very good." Huang Fuche smiled.

Chu Lingxi frowned, "do you hear it?"

"Yes."

Put down Chu Lingxi and almost fainted!

He heard it?!

"Did you hear this song?"

"Well, yes." Huang Fuche replied positively.

"Have you really heard of it?"

"I... should be able to play."

"Really?" Chu Lingxi doesn't believe in this kind of pop song. She doesn't think Huang Fuche will like it. Don't mention playing with you.

"I also prepared a folded hand rolled piano. Would you like to try it?"

"OK."

So the two played the song again. To Chu Lingxi's surprise, Huang Fuche really could play it!

He can not only play, but also play very well!

Chu Lingxi was really stunned!

The old lady is right. Some things have been hidden in Huang Fuche's subconscious. Maybe he will remember all the things he forgot soon!

The music in the small house attracted many villagers. Everyone was attracted here and ran to see the excitement, so the small house became more and more lively.

Everyone laughed and sang, and many villagers joined in and began to perform, so the small concert became a large song and dance performance.

Everyone ate, chatted, sang and laughed. It was very lively. They were not so happy during the new year.

I don't know when lingshanzi brought a jar of wine, so everyone drank happily again.

It was very late. The villagers gradually left. Finally, only Huang Fuche and Chu Lingxi were left to send away the last villager. Huang Fuche returned to the house and saw Chu Lingxi sitting in a chair and shouting to the side, "drink, don't fool me!"