Addicted Pampering You: The Mysterious Pampered Wife of The Military Ye

"Qinglan, you feel at ease, and leave the exhibition to me. I will definitely give you a beautiful look." Daniel patted his chest.

Although Shen Qinglan is a lazy man, he is really good for him, with high wages and good treatment. The most important thing is that he has less trouble and complains, but Daniel never regretted that he had agreed to be Shen Qinglan's agent.

"Daniel, has there been an auction in Beijing recently, and one of them is my work?" Shen Qinglan asked what Shen Junyu had said to her.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"I won't participate in this auction, I have another use for that work."

"but……"

"You tell the person in charge of the auction house that I will send two works to him for auction."

"Good, no problem." Daniel assured.

Although it is said that the sudden withdrawal of the auction items on the occasion of the auction is very bad, especially this kind of charity auction, but if more works are made up later, I believe that the owner of the auction is also happy.

And Daniel will not let the other party lose again, there is no Leng Qingqiu's works, there are other people's works.

After talking with Daniel, Shen Qinglan also went to the place.

Shen Qinglan fell asleep directly after taking a shower, and felt the dawn.

Looking at the sky, the sky was clear, she wore a casual shirt and a sun hat, and went out.

Hangcheng is a typical water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it is a provincial capital city, there are mountains and water, and bridges and homes.

On the day of September, it is the season of osmanthus, and the city is full of faint osmanthus fragrance.

Shen Qinglan is walking on the street. This is an old street. The house is an antique wooden structure, with a blue stone road in the middle, and shops on both sides. Eat, play, use, wear, wear... everything.

There are three must-haves in Hangzhou: Longjing, silk, and paper fans, all of which can be found on this street.

The air exudes a sweet smell, with a slight osmanthus fragrance, which is the smell of osmanthus cake, and Shen Qinglan found the shop along the scent.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was neatly placed in the cupboard. She bought a piece and took a bite. The sweetness of the waxy sweetness spread out in her mouth, mixed with a light fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, sweet but not greasy.

Shen Qinglan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she liked the taste very much. She picked up her phone, took a picture, opened the address book to find Fu Hengyi's number, hesitated for a moment, and clicked to send.

She did not go to see the reply, but bought a few pieces of osmanthus cake in her hand and went to the next store.

There were old artists blowing sugar on the street. Shen Qinglan stopped and looked at it silently for a while, then took out his mobile phone and quietly took a picture while the old artist was not paying attention.

On this day, she went to Kui Yuan Restaurant, one of the most famous ten noodle restaurants in Hangzhou, ate osmanthus cake, Dingsheng cake, and tasted the most authentic West Lake Longjing. It was found that West Lake Longjing and Osmanthus Cake were the perfect match.

On this day, Fu Hengyi's mobile phone had several more photos, an old artist blowing sugar; a cup of tea with a leisurely Longjing; a light yellow osmanthus cake with a bite bite, and a shallow tooth on it. India; a running girl with two pigtails but a smiling face...and a cool figure standing under the blue sky, a beautiful side face, and it seems that the rain and rain south also brought this face There was a touch of gentleness, shallowness, and gentleness.

Fu Hengyi returned to the dormitory at night, looked at the photos on his mobile phone, all smiles in his eyes, and called Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan was painting with a paintbrush at the moment. After going out for a day today, there were so many inspirations in her mind that she wanted to draw them.

"Are you asleep?" Fu Hengyi asked.

Shen Qinglan glanced at the half-painted work and shook his head, "Not yet, how about you?"

"just came back."

"Have you had fun today?"

happy?Shen Qinglan thought she was happy, she couldn't remember how many years she had not been so relaxed.

It was just that she had always been introverted, she couldn't say anything happy, just a faint hum.

"Next time, I will go with you, will you?"

Shen Qinglan gave a good look, "Good!"

After receiving the call, Shen Qinglan looked at half of the work on the easel, picked up the sketchbook on the side, and only a few strokes outlined a man's face, three-dimensional outline, distinct features, and a brisk nose. , Awesome is Fu Hengyi.

Shen Qinglan looked at the person under his pen, slightly fascinated.

Digression

Qinglan sister, this is the heart of spring, haha

It's July, and the new month, I hope my relatives can still accompany Ah Li.