In the bright light, Miyamoto stands under the logo of l group in a suit. Seeing her, she smiles: "late."

When liemu evening heard this address, the panic in his heart finally dissipated.

She walked over quickly: "you --"

"I woke up in his office and came to see you before I could change my clothes." Gong Mo said, the tone of some jubilant: "follow me to our home!"

Liemu evening nodded, she went directly back to the office to say hello to her colleagues, and then hurriedly followed Gong Mo to go out.

All the way to the parking lot, Gongmo Chuo picked up Li Muwan and turned happily.

Her heart then flew up and down, and when she got into his car, she asked, "Why have you disappeared for so many days?"

"Miss me?" Gong Mo pick eyebrows, then said: "in order to have a longer holiday."

Limousin's eyes are wide.

Gong Mo Zhuo has already started the car, with a mysterious hook on his lips: "I'll take you to a place at that time."

"Good," said liemu in the evening

She doesn't ask where, only knows where is good, she wants to be with him.

All the way to the villa, liemu night did not approach, the pace of the pause.

On that terrace, there were already pavilions, swings and bars, and on the other side, vines had been planted, but there were only small branches and leaves. It was at least one or two years before the black fence was covered.

On the other hand, there are a lot of pottery pots, large and small, arranged in order, but there are no patterns on them, nor are they planted with the meat she likes.

Gong Mo Chuo seemed to notice her eyes, so he explained, "late, you can draw the patterns on it. I have prepared the materials for color painting."

Liemu night eyes suddenly lit up: "good."

She couldn't wait to go to the door with him, and he asked her to open the door with a password.

He stood behind her, arms around her waist, saw her open the door, he hooked his lips: "hostess home!"

Liemu night heart missed a beat, with step into the room.

It is still the hardcover room before, but a lot of green plants, suddenly let people feel that there is a breath of life.

Gong Mo Zhuo led liemu evening to the terrace, he put all the paint well, and said, "let's paint together."

Liemuwan almost blurted out that he wanted to talk about Gongmo's painting technique, but immediately swallowed the words rolling to his lips.

She nodded, "yes."

They sat down on the terrace and began to sketch with paint.

Liemuwan painted flowers, trees and cartoon characters, while Gongmo painted people.

Exactly, it's the ugly version of Limousin.

When he saw the five losers in front of him, he seemed to be a little annoyed. He patted the pen on the ground and said, "it's much harder than shooting!"

He can do everything, but he can't do anything with a small pen.

Liemu laughed in the evening, picked up his pen, sat down beside him and said, "Chris, call teacher lie, I'll teach you!"

Gong Mo's throat knot rolled, his voice low magnetic: "this address needs to remove a word, and then change a word."

"Well?" Liemu turned his head at night and asked in doubt.

"Wife." Gongmo road.

All the expressions of liemuwan were completely frozen on her face. She felt that the world was pressed the pause button, and her brain was blank for a moment.

He raised his hand and pressed the tip of her nose. The red paint on his fingertips immediately touched her face.

Her white face has a red nose, which is cute and funny.

"Want to be a teacher?" Gong Mo Liang bit the lips of liemu evening: "to the bed, see who is the teacher!"

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