You can't draw people

Lu he had a gloomy face. "Who took it?"

Su Ruan hummed twice, quite arrogant, "in addition to the bees you recruit attract butterflies, who else can shoot."

Lu he looked at her arrogant little face and said, "why do I think you are not angry?"

Su soft light glance at him, "from where feel?"

On her cold light eyes, Lu he light hiss, get, it is he read wrong, this is still angry.

Knowing that she was angry, Lu he didn't worry. Instead, he sat on the bed in a good mood and pulled her fleshy face. Looking at her grinning, he said with a smile, "it's still a little vinegar jar."

Su Ruan slapped off his little hand, which made trouble on his face, and said, "be honest, why do you report her?"

Lu he took back his hand and looked at the photo on her mobile phone in disgust. "She came up to me and fell down deliberately. I just reached out to push her away."

His eyes clearly said, how could I hold that woman?

Su Ruan is in a good mood and looks at Lu he's hand on Xu Mengjie's shoulder. It turns out that he pushes it away.

Ignoring Xu Mengjie's tricks, Su Ruan reaches out her hand and rarely acts as a coqueter.

Lu he loved her so much. He picked her up from the bed with a smile on his lips and bumped her up to the sofa in the living room.

Put her on the sofa, Lu he squatted down and asked her in a soft voice, "what would you like to eat?"

Su Ruan tilted her head and thought, "hot pot."

The hot pot shop is a little far away from the apartment, but they have no class in the afternoon, so they just go out for a walk.

The midday sun is strong, but this is just into the spring weather, the sun on the body warm, just right to dispel the chill around the body.

Su Ruan changed her bulky down jacket and put on a coat of the same style as Lu He. Inside, a milk apricot high neck sweater closed her chin. Her small face looked small again.

A pair of wet eyes flickered.

Lu he took her hand, reached for a taxi and opened the door for her.

There are a lot of people in the hot pot shop. In this cold and humid weather, the hot pot can just dispel the chill of the whole body.

Su Ruan took the menu and chose a lot of dishes. She didn't know how to control them. Lu he knocked on the table and said, "don't waste it."

Su Ruan sticks out her tongue and puts down the menu.

Next to them are self-help fruits. Su Ruan goes to get some watermelons and yellow peaches.

When I came back, I saw that Lu he was dedicated to ironing the tableware for her.

Seeing her coming back, Lu he pushed the ironed tableware in front of her and looked at the fruit on her plate. It didn't make a sound. He probably thought that she was very obedient recently. He was always in charge of her and was afraid of her. He should give her some space appropriately.

Su Ruan saw that he didn't care about himself, and his mood came up all of a sudden, humming the tune he heard from somewhere, biting the sweet watermelon.

He even politely pushed the fruit symbolically in front of him, "do you want to eat it?" Lu he took a piece of watermelon and put it into his mouth. Sure enough, it was very sweet. No wonder she liked it.

The ingredients come up one after another quickly. Su Ruan prefers to eat raw tripe. She rinses it in a pot and counts the seconds as she rinses it.

Looking at her serious appearance, Lu he only felt funny, but still quietly fished the meatballs in the pot into her bowl.

The steaming heat warms people's heart. Su Ruan takes off her coat, leaving a turtleneck.

Snow clothes, dark hair, bright eyes, white teeth, around the guests from time to time to look over here, Lu he some unhappy, to sit next to cover the side to see her line of sight.

Eye knife flies to the side, Lu He glances at the fat man who has been staring at Su Ruan, frowning tightly.

He is tall and tall. When he blocks Su Ruan's face, he really blocks her small figure. When he looks at her, his eyes are converging. He still sits straight and blocks her small body in the small corner of the wall.

The little brother who threw the noodles was out of order. The noodles in his hand suddenly fell on the face of the guests beside him. Su Ruan couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, the little brother was smart. He immediately went up and yelled, "Congratulations, this guest. You won our first prize tonight. Your consumption is 20% off tonight!"

The guest was about to burst into a rage, but in this way, he turned into a smiling face and pulled the noodles off his face.

Brother relieved, spit out his tongue, and toward Su soft side to shake face for them again.

Su Ruan blinked and looked at the little brother, "this 20% discount is a dozen. You may have done nothing today."

My little brother laughed and sighed. He teased himself, "it's just a mistake, it's just a mistake. I've been in hot pot shop for many years. As the saying goes, I often walk by the river, but I don't have wet shoes."

Su Ruan bent her eyes and was planning to continue to talk with him. Unexpectedly, the little brother was on guard. "Little sister, you don't want to talk to me, distract my attention, and then let me throw my face on your face for a 20% discount?"

Su soft eyes a stare, "how possible!"

How could she be that kind of person?

Lu he suddenly burst out laughing. As soon as he saw her face rippling, he was choked with anger.

Now, she's a little proud of her weakness, but he always has a little expression on his face. Even if he's proud, he just raises his eyebrows.

Su Ruan is angry, and doesn't want to see the little brother throw the noodles, so she eats hard. From time to time, Lu he brought her a chopstick of vegetables, some beef rolls, and sometimes a few beef balls. He was very happy.

After dinner, Lu he took her back to school and followed her into her drawing room.

There is still a long time to go before class. They both came early, but none of the other students have come yet.

Lu he lowered his head and turned over the characters in Su Ruan's sketch book. He couldn't see the expression clearly. For a long time, Su Ruan heard him smile, "Su Ruan, what else do you draw besides men in class?"

Su Ruan was stunned. She looked at his confused head and replied, "we paint everything, not just models."

Lu he glanced at the sad eyes in her sketch book. "As my woman, I will help you with whatever you want, but I have a request." Su soft Gu Du a, swallowed to swallow saliva, "what request?" In the future, you can only draw my portrait, not other men's

Su Ruan shook her head. "I'll try my best."

He's a bit overbearing. Su Ruan shakes her head and laughs. It's just a picture. He's just eating vinegar.

Take to throw a face the younger brother at this time a face of eat excrement of facial expression, a see Lu he and Su soft eyebrows, he always want to give them a holiday, lest oneself eat dog food to eat too support.