Chapter 2527

These things It's all the things she lost when she moved last time!

At that time, Mingming was thrown into the garbage can by him. When she went back to look for it, the garbage had been cleaned up.

He got these things back?

Books are arranged in an orderly way, old clothes are washed and stacked neatly, and old things are well protected.

Qiao Ruoxi really did not know what to say, anyway, this day, the man gave her too much shock.

He was like a different person, completely subverting her imagination.

Suddenly I feel that tyrant man is not so bad, sometimes it's very touching.

Looking back at the previous scenes, Feng Yunan's ferocious appearance to her became less hateful. What he remembered most was that he repeatedly refused to let her go.

Subconsciously bit her lips, and when she realized what she was thinking, her cheeks had already become red and hot.

Cough What is she thinking?

Qiao Ruoxi shook his head and tried to drive away the shadow of Fengyu south.

Stand up, move the box aside, find out your manuscript and pen, then sit in front of your desk and start to bury your head in the line.

Just a moment ago, when she imagined that Feng Yunan would kiss her, she had a very good inspiration in her mind.

She needs to draw it right away.

The pencil rustled on the drawing paper. First, outline it with lines, and then slowly add details to enrich the dark side. Soon, the outline of a ring has been completed.

Qiao Ruoxi is very satisfied with the ideas inspired by her inspiration just now. She has not drawn such a satisfactory design drawing for a long time.

It's fengyunan's mouth that doesn't give her a good inspiration. If you need to give this picture a name, it's called "Narcissus kiss".

In Greek mythology, Narcissus is the most beautiful man in the world. He fell in love with his shadow and finally became a narcissus.

Qiao Ruoxi compares fengyunan to Narcissus, because fengyunan not only has the same beautiful appearance as narcissus, but also they are super narcissistic men.

Yes, super narcissism. That's a good metaphor for him.

Qiao Ruoxi's painting was so devoted that he didn't even notice when he was standing behind him.

Until the details of the whole picture are finished, put down the pencil, and shake the slightly sour neck, Yu Guang glances at the figure beside him and screams, "ah, when did you come in?"

"Just now."

Feng Yunan has been coming in for a long time. Seeing her drawing with concentration, he doesn't disturb her, but stands watching her drawing.

When she drew the design drawing, she looked very attentive and her side face was beautiful.

Qiao Ruoxi stood up awkwardly, turned to face him, blocked his sight with his body, and didn't want him to see what she had just painted.

Don't let him see?

In fact, he had seen all the manuscripts she had drawn before, and knew that she was very talented in design.

Feng Yunan passed her, picked up her drawing and asked, "you are very talented in this field. Why don't you engage in design?"

The last time he helped her move, he wanted to ask this question when he saw the design of the jewelry which was blown down by the wind.

This problem stabbed Qiao Ruoxi's pain at once.

She smiled at herself and said, "yes, but the threshold of design is so high. At least you need a bachelor's degree or above. It's impossible to rely on talent alone."

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