The opening sign to a mother-in-law of the richest man

Click!

Throw the paintbrush on the ground.

"All right!"

Chen Feng looked at the newly completed painting and curled his lips with satisfaction.

Turned.

Su Xinyan still kept her nympho expression, and her saliva sputtered.

Chen Feng smiled and stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Uh, um, sorry..." Su Xinyan suddenly recovered.

Seeing that Chen Feng's hand still had saliva secreted from his mouth, his face burst into red.

"Yeonyan, I allow you to be obsessed with me."

With that, Chen Feng turned the drawing board to face Su Xinyan: "Yanyan, take a look at the few strokes I added for you, how about?"

"Wow!"

Just taking a look, Su Xinyan was dumbfounded in surprise.

On the golden field, there are two more poor girls who depend on each other for their lives.

One person closed his eyes tightly, like a blind woman.

Another younger girl snuggled tightly in her arms, looking up at the rainbow in the sky, and explaining to the blind girl the beauty of nature that she couldn't appreciate.

Two butterflies rested on her shoulders, and the blind girl was eager to listen to the description of her little partner, her mind was already immersed in rich imagination.

Although the general mood of the picture is melancholy, the tranquility and depression of the country are full of tragedy.

But the appearance of the two girls added warmth and hope to this painting.

Wow!

Su Xinyan's drool became even crazier.

She asked incredulously: "Chen Feng, is this really your painting?"

Chen Feng nodded.

"Gosh!"

Su Xinyan excitedly grabbed Chen Feng's neck from behind and kissed him twice on his side cheeks.

"Chen Feng, you are simply a genius!"

She was very emotional, and kissed her two more kisses.

"You are so handsome, I love you to death!"

Chen Feng let Su Xinyan hold him.

Her lips were cold, soft to the touch like jelly that had just been torn apart.

"You are really my lucky star!"

After kissing four times, Su Xinyan felt a little tired.

She straightened up, looked at the painting, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Chen Feng, do you think this painting should be named?"

She propped her chin with one hand, tilted her head and asked, ""The Girl in the Rye" or "The Blind Girl"?"

Chen Feng thought for a while and replied seriously: "Call it "Sit·Love"."

"Sit is standing and sitting." Chen Feng explained.

"Oh, this is the place to sit, I thought it was..."

Su Xinyan lowered her head and blocked her blushing face with half of her long hair.

But the smile at the corners of the mouth couldn't be concealed: "Well, the one who listens to you, call it "Sit·Love"."

She picked up the pen and signed her name on the lower right corner of the drawing.

After signing, she handed the pen to Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, the greatest hero of this painting is you, so please write your name on it."

Chen Feng was not in a hurry to take the pen.

He showed a harmless smile of humans and animals, and refused in a low-key manner: "Yanyan, my name can be written, but it is not necessary."

Su Xinyan was puzzled: "You gave this painting a new meaning, so your name must be written on it."

"My whole person can be yours, and a painting can be divided into you and me."

Chen Feng stood up, placed his hands gently on Su Xinyan's shoulders, and helped her sit down on the chair slowly.

He hugged up from behind, controlled the drawing board with his left hand, and held Su Xinyan's hand with the pen in his right hand.

"Will you write the name of the work here too?"

"Ok."

"Come on, I will write with you."

Chen Feng said, grabbing Su Xinyan's hand and approaching the drawing.

"Write, write what?" Su Xinyan sniffed Chen Feng's body, her brain blank.

Chen Feng approached her ear and reminded in a low voice: "Sit·Love."

The big rough palm wrapped Su Xinyan's small hands, and she began to write carefully one by one.

It took two people five minutes to write a simple word.

"Yanyan, you are awesome!" Chen Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart after writing.

Su Xinyan is more satisfied with this painting.

She is full of confidence now!

If you go to an exhibition of Chinese and foreign art works, the name of the work alone can win everyone's attention.

After signing, Chen Feng said with a smile: "Yanyan, let me discuss the details of "Sit Love" with you."

Su Xinyan shook her head repeatedly and refused: "No need!"

The smile of Chen Feng's mouth is deeper: "Don't you want to know the source of inspiration when I painted "Sit·Love"?"

"I do not want to know!"

Su Xinyan hurriedly pulled a strand of broken hair behind her ear, and ran out of the studio.

"Chen Feng, you must be hungry at this late hour, I will cook you supper!"

Before Chen Feng could answer, Su Xinyan's figure had disappeared into the darkness.

...

"Brother Xiao Feng, good morning! Why do you look so haggard? Didn't you sleep last night?" Su Xinyao asked Chen Feng curiously, holding the milk cup.

Although the facial features are still handsome, the two big dark circles make people feel distressed.

Su Xinyue was chewing toast, she looked up at Chen Feng, expressionless.

She turned to Su Xinyao and said, "Seven sisters, drinking hot milk before going to bed can promote sleep. Did you drink it last night?"

"No." Su Xinyao shook her head aggrievedly, "I want to drink it, but yesterday Mommy told me before going to the company that the milk in the refrigerator had expired and asked me not to drink it anymore."

"Expired?" Su Xinyue's eyes widened.

"For the duck, she also asked me to remind you not to drink."

Su Xinyao awkwardly covered her small mouth and apologized apologetically: "Fifth sister, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, but the milk was gone when I went to see it at night, so it should have been cleaned up by Zhang's mother in advance. ."

She patted her chest, secretly rejoicing: "Fortunately, throw them away, otherwise if you drink, you will have diarrhea."

"Ahem!" Chen Feng, who had just arrived in the living room, couldn't help but cough when hearing the conversation between the two sisters.

Su Xinyue thought that what she had prepared for Chen Feng was actually expired milk, she lowered her head in shame, and gnawed the toast in her hand.

Without knowing it, Su Xinyao greeted Chen Feng with a smile: "Brother Xiaofeng, come over for breakfast!"

Seeing Su Xinyan also appearing with Chen Feng, Xiao Nianluo's smile became even brighter: "Sister Si, good morning!"

"early."

Chen Feng said hello and glanced at the rich breakfast on the table, suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom!"

Su Xinyao blinked her big watery eyes in wonder, and looked at Su Xinyue: "Fifth Sister, is Brother Xiaofeng unwell?"

"I don't know, don't ask me." Su Xinyue picked up a bottle of milk and slipped back to the room.

Su Xinyao looked at Su Xinyan again: "Sister Si, Sister Fifth is weird today, do you know what happened to her?"

"I don't know, but Chen Feng's diarrhea is my fault."

Su Xinyan looked at the figure of Chen Feng rushing to the bathroom and stuck out her tongue guiltily: "I made him a supper last night. After he finished eating, he ran to the bathroom, so I didn't sleep well all night."

Su Xinyao couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Sister Si, Brother Xiaofeng actually has the courage to eat the supper you made, how dare he!?"