President Daddy’s Excessive Love

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Life suddenly returns to a single way, surrounded by natural oxygen bars, early in the morning, the fragrance of birds and flowers, the vitality of nature, will give people a peaceful mood.

Ji Tingyan has never experienced this kind of primitive life. She did not bring a pen or drawing book on this trip. However, a simple pencil and a notebook have become all her hobbies.

Cheng Yue followed her every step of the way. Seeing her move her fingers, a beautiful picture suddenly appeared in the book. She was amazed, and felt that Ji Tingyan was also silly at first, but slow. Slowly, it became something she couldn't understand and couldn't learn. When the overall scenery appeared, it was already an extremely beautiful picture.

"Xiao Nai, your hands must have been kissed by God, otherwise, how simple a few strokes can make people close to different scenery, even a vulgar person like me, find it incredible." Cheng Yue watched. The more I feel that I don't have any artistic cells, I feel very ashamed.

Ji Tingyan pursed her lips and laughed, then compared her hand to a camera, and compared it to Cheng Yue: "Or, I will draw you in, and give it to you as a gift."

"Really? Xiaonai, thank you, can you please make me beautiful." Cheng Yue was a little excited, and hurriedly adjusted her collar to show her spirit.

Ji Tingyan smiled and said, "You are already beautiful, you are unique and handsome."

The corners of Cheng Yue's mouth rose even sharper, and she smiled very happily.

Ji Tingyan raised her gaze from time to time, looking at Cheng Yue, her pen smoothly outlined her facial features, and soon, a godlike expression appeared on the notebook, only the upper body of Cheng Yue was drawn, blending with the scenery. , There is no color filling, just a single black, but it has painted Cheng Yue's smiling appearance very vivid.

After Ji Tingyan finished painting, she tore off the page and handed it to Cheng Yue: "Give it to you, I have never been confident in figure painting. Do you look like you."

Cheng Yue quickly took it with both hands, looked at it carefully, and scratched the back of his head: "You painted me so beautiful, do you look so good when I smile?"

"It looks better than the one in the painting, no wonder Wang Cheng never forgets you." Ji Tingyan teased her with a smile.Cheng Yue's face flushed with shame. Suddenly he noticed that Fu Ting, who had returned from training next to him, was walking over wearing only a T-shirt, with sweat on his handsome face, and Xin's body was long, strong and charming.

"Xiao Nai, or else, it's a very meaningful thing to draw your sweetheart. If you give him a picture, he will save it for a lifetime." Cheng Yue also teased her immediately.

Ji Tingyan's beautiful eyes were stained with affection, and she looked at Bie Ting coming here, and then whispered: "I dare not paint him."

"Why?" Cheng Yue was stunned, not daring to paint Bin Ting, but painted her so vividly in a few strokes.

Ji Tingyan looked unconfident, pursed the corner of her mouth, and sighed softly, "I am not satisfied with how I paint. It is better not to paint than I am afraid of loss."

"Oh, I see, Mr. Fu is already hidden in your heart, you don't need to paint him at all." Cheng Yue laughed.

Ji Tingyan hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her mouth. This shy gesture, an expression of eagerness to hide, was seen by Ting Ting. He immediately walked over with a smile on his face and asked them curiously: "What are you talking about? So happy talking."

"No...nothing." Ji Tingyan's pretty face was red, and Cheng Yue quickly said with interest: "Xiao Nai, you guys talk, I'll go see what Wang Cheng is doing."

Cheng Yue took the picture and left happily. Ting Ting saw Ji Tingyan put his hands behind her back. His tall body forced her by with an oppressive breath: "What is hidden in your hands, show me Look."

"Nothing, I just drew a few pictures." Ji Tingyan's beautiful eyes flickered, but she did not dare to look directly into the man's eyes. In fact, when Cheng Yue came to look for her, she had already painted in the room. Zhang Futing's paintings, but the paintings are a bit unsatisfactory, she dare not show them.

"Oh? Let me see, I haven't seen your paintings yet." When Xie Ting heard it, he became more interested, and he stretched out his arms to grab him from behind her.

How could Ji Tingyan be his opponent, obediently let him take the book, the man opened a page and looked at it, his eyes deepened, and a smile on his face: "Good painting, very talented, in the future If we give birth to a daughter, she will definitely inherit your talent for painting."

Ji Tingyan blushed and mumbled softly: "Who wants to have a baby with you? I haven't written the character yet."

"You don't want to be born with me, who do you plan to be born with?" Bing Tingjun's face was startled, and then he looked at her with a vengeful look: "Xiao Nai, you won't change your heart."

"I didn't." Ji Tingyan bulged her cheeks: "Well, give birth to a daughter and let her inherit my talent, just like I inherited my mother's talent. She is a fashion designer, and she is also born. Love painting."

Seeing that she had agreed, Shu Ting was immediately happy: "No wonder you have such a hobby."

Seeing him turning page after page, Ji Tingyan looked at him earnestly. When his hand was turned down, Ji Tingyan’s breath was frightened, and he quickly wanted to reach out to grab it, but the man subconsciously took it back. With his hand up, Ji Tingyan couldn't catch her even if she jumped up because of his height. She stared at the man with some anger.

"Return the notebook to me."

At this moment, Ting Ting turned to the next page. When he saw a man painted on it, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, "Isn't this me?"

Ji Tingyan was embarrassed, her head down, her hands behind her back, and her toes kicking the stones, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Yes, it's you, but I don't seem to paint well, unlike you."

"It's really not like me, you painted me too strong." Xie Ting couldn't help laughing, his voice was hearty, but he was happy from the heart.

"Nonsense, I didn't, your body is not so good." Ji Tingyan retorted furiously.

But Ting Ting focused on her, his voice gradually sinking: "Is my figure good? Haven't you already been familiar with it?"

"It's so useful, maybe it's so useful." Ji Tingyan deliberately angered him.

"What are you talking about?" Unexpectedly, Bin Ting didn't expect that she would question her masculine abilities, and immediately narrowed her eyes unhappy: "Xiao Nai, it seems that I have to correct your dangerous thoughts."

"What do you think?" Ji Tingyan asked, blinking.

Ting Ting immediately pulled her into his arms, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and exhaled in low heat, "Or, let's try it at night and see if I can use it?"

Ji Tingyan realized that she seemed to have touched the man’s bottom line. He became angry. She put her hands on each other’s chest, and her beautiful eyes were shy: "Tie Ting, I didn’t question your meaning. In fact, if you think If it’s suitable tonight, I’m not against it, or try it."

Bin Ting: "..."