"Don't move." Li Jue held down her body, holding a mobile phone in one hand, fingertips gently, and sent out all the photos just taken.

"Where did you reach?" Gu Xiaoai asked in dismay.

"Home computers." Li juefeng said, picked up the latest mobile phone and threw it into the garbage can in a parabolic arc. "This private mobile phone is leaking. After dinner, I'll take you to buy a mobile phone."

……

The mobile phone number is leaked. Is it necessary to lose the mobile phone.

"Take me to buy a cell phone?" Gu Xiaoai asked in consternation, this means that she should accompany him to buy a mobile phone, or buy her a mobile phone.

"One for you, too."

"..." Gu Xiaoai's next joy is that he is going to restore her freedom of communication?!

Li Jue Feng glanced at her coldly and added, "talk to my mobile phone."

“……”

The joy that just rose was quickly strangled in the basket.

Directional, isn't that just the accessory of his mobile phone?

The cell phone that can only talk to the tyrant... She will not.

The sight can't help falling to the garbage can. Gu Xiaoai has another idea

"Go, eat."

Li juefeng stood up with her in his arms and walked to the dining table.

There was a sketch in one corner of the dining table. Li Jiefeng let her go and picked it up.

It's the silhouette of him standing in the kitchen cooking. The lead NIB outlines a simple shadow, which makes the whole picture three-dimensional, simple but not scribbled

A fine sketch.

"Did you steal my painting?" Li Jue Feng's eyes drew back from the sketch and looked teasingly at Gu Xiaoai.

……

Li Jue Feng's eyes are like saying: look, I know you love me.

Very determined.

Originally, it was just a sketch drawn by her hand for a moment. He looked up and down, as if she had something to do with him

"I draw at will." Gu Xiaoai was so flustered that he stretched out his hand to draw a sketch. Li Jue Feng suddenly pulled him into his arms.

A deep kiss was imprinted on the forehead.

"Gu Xiaoai." Li Jue Feng said with a low smile, in a very proud tone, "do you love me so much?"

Sure enough.

She knew that his arrogant and overbearing way of thinking would certainly distort her meaning.

It's just a sketch. Is it necessary for him to think so deeply?

Then he cooks for her. Can she think that he loves her to the core? So you don't have to cook yourself? That's funny.