Chapter 13

Walking towards the studio where she saw him last time in her memory, an Xiaojing looked around. The studio was empty. There were only condiment trays scattered on the ground, oil painting pens and a sunflower that she didn't finish last time, but she didn't see him.

An Xiaojing sighed, her face collapsed and her eyes filled with disappointment.

It seems that I won't see him today

Just as she turned to leave, a figure came from a distance. Yes, it was him That man, a god like man

An Xiaojing raised her head, looking a little flustered, but her eyes were full of surprises.

"Well Well, sorry, I didn't mean to come to your studio I just She was at a loss and stammered.

"I didn't tamper with your things!" An Xiaojing shakes her hands and is very nervous.

The man didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile, shook his head, and then sat in front of the easel.

He picked up the oil painting pen and slowly painted the color on the paper, layer by layer, gradually fainting.

From light yellow to golden yellow, orange, bright color and distinct layers.

An Xiaojing squatted beside him, holding her face in her hands, full of exclamation.

"You know, this is the second time we've met! Last time I left in a hurry, I didn't introduce myself well. Hello, my name is an Xiaojing

She tilted her head and bent her eyes into a pair of crescent moon.

The man did not answer, just slightly turned his head, light point.

An Xiaojing seems to have been used to not talking and not caring too much.

He was painting quietly, and she stood beside him. An Xiaojing's heart calmed down a lot. She looked at him and said, "actually I know you are Leng Yichen's younger brother... "

Said here, she pause, see he did not respond, and then said: "ah! Why do people differ so much? You feel so Gentle, and he's so cold! "

"Your personalities are so different! It's not like a mother at all

"But I still envy you." An Xiaojing lowered her eyes. "I also have a brother, but he is ill and can't be with me now..."

From an Xianyang's dream to Leng Yichen, an Xiaojing tells her every word. The tone is cadenced and the expression is full of expression.

Occasionally, Leng Chenxi stops her brush, turns around, looks solemn and listens to her carefully.

Two people are communicating like this, she is talking, he is listening.

By chance, an Xiaojing looked up at him, and a lot of sunlight came in, shining on him and gilding him with a layer of Phnom Penh, which made people feel very warm.

A touch of warmth welled up in her heart.

The man turned his head and learned from an Xiaojing to bend her eyebrows and eyes into a crescent moon.

An Xiaojing chuckled and suddenly felt that he was familiar, but the feeling of familiarity did not come from the reason she saw him last time.

An Xiaojing looks at him and suddenly stares at him. The clothes on him look familiar, as if they were the clothes Leng Yichen had changed before A navy suit

An Xiaojing pauses and feels a little surprised. Do Leng Chenxi and Leng Yichen like to buy the same clothes?!

Are twins like this?!

After shaking her head, an Xiaojing felt that she thought too much! What kind of clothes do other people wear!

In this way, an Xiaojing sat beside him until evening, when the sun gradually dissipated and was covered by thick white clouds.

When he finished painting the last sunflower petal, he put down his oil brush, wiped the border, and turned to look at an Xiaojing.

"Finished?" An Xiaojing said with a smile.

Men pick eyebrows smile, reaching out to take down the drawing board.

"How beautiful! Come to life An Xiaojing said sincerely.

However, the man handed the painting to her with a thick smile between his eyes.

An Xiaojing was surprised and said, "is it for me?"

When he nodded, an Xiaojing grinned and cheered, "great! thank you! I will collect it well

She stopped laughing and blushed at him.

An Xiaojing was still immersed in joy when she suddenly heard the sound of traffic outside. She was stunned and immediately thought of what uncle Lin had said to her.

After that, Leng Yichen must have come back!

An Xiaojing rolled up the painting and waved to him, "next time we have a chance to see you again! I've got to leave first, or I'll have nothing to eat in the evening! " Said to vomit tongue, a face mischievous.

The man nodded with a smile and waved to her.

Why does an Xiaojing feel like Cinderella in a fairy tale?

As soon as midnight arrived, she had to take off her crystal shoes and rush home.

An Xiaojing ran all the way and rushed back to her room. She closed the door, leaned back on the door and gasped. Fortunately, she ran fast. If she met Leng Yichen, she would not come to a good end!An Xiaojing blinked and thought about it. No! Why are you so afraid of him?

An Xiaojing thought she was funny, and her stubbornness showed on her face immediately.

Wrestling with the door of the room, it was quiet outside. An Xiaojing carefully stretched out her head and explored, then walked to the stairway with light steps.

Leng Yichen didn't come back?!

What happened to the sound of didi outside the door just now?!

No matter, she didn't come back just in time. An Xiaojing happily went back to her room and put the painting Leng Chenxi gave her in a box in the cupboard.

Then sitting in front of the window, looking at the green lawn, a burst of joy, think of cold dawn, her heart is warm.

But after a while, an Xiaojing heard a loud noise coming from downstairs.

She immediately returned to her senses, turned her lips, and even thought with her little toes that Leng Yichen must have come back!

An Xiaojing closed her eyes. She didn't want to see Leng Yichen's disgusting face!

But it was only her own idea!

God seems to be against her. Uncle Lin knocks on her door and tells her that the young master is back. Let her go down to dinner together.

An Xiaojing eyebrows surprised, Leng Yichen conscience found, or personality variation? In the morning, I vowed not to have dinner with him. In the evening, I changed my mind so quickly?

An Xiaojing exclaimed in her heart!

It's said that women are a book. They can't understand and read it. In her opinion, Leng Yichen is a book! All day long put on a pair of "the world owes him millions" Stinky Face, people can't guess what he is thinking!

It's said that women are the most changeable. They turn their faces faster than they turn their books! But she thinks that Leng Yichen is better than others!

After straightening her clothes, an Xiaojing went downstairs.

Leng Yichen is sitting at the dining table. Yu Guang glances at an Xiaojing who is going downstairs. The corners of her mouth rise slightly. It seems that she is in a good mood!

Leng Yichen's deep black eyes burst out with two rays. The chill filled the air. He raised his lips, evil and cruel.

She is that person's daughter, how can he make her happy?

He wants to torture her, let her taste the pain!