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"Zimei, are you here?"

Luo Bai saw Yang Zimei and raised his head to greet her.

"Brother Luo Bai, you are busy with your work. Don't worry about me."

Yang Zimei pulled a low stool and sat beside him to see him glaze the porcelain embryo.

"What are you going to paint on this vase?"

Yang Zimei asked curiously.

"Zi Mei, my brother is going to draw you!"

Luo Qing came over and said, "this vase is for you. It's a graduation gift for you!"

"Ah? For me? "

Yang Zimei said happily, "now you are a master masterpiece. Any one can be worth millions. If you send it to me, will this gift be too heavy?"

"No more than your saving my life."

Luo Qing said lightly.

"I was just doing my duty as a doctor. It's nothing great."

Yang Zimei blinked and asked, "is there a base map? I want to see if I'm satisfied

Luo Qing went to show her the base picture to be painted on antique porcelain.

Yang Zimei opened, immediately was intoxicated by the artistic conception inside.

Under an ancient tree with a unique posture, I was wearing a blue silk gauze with long black hair hanging over my shoulders and sitting on a jade table playing the piano

"Luo Bai, your painting really beautifies me so much that I can't believe it's myself. What's more, I can't play the piano, I can only dance the sword."

Yang Zimei yelled at the painting.

"Well, I'll change to sword dance!"

Luo Bai just finished the glaze, took the pen and paper, and began to paint.

In ten minutes, he simply sketched out a vivid picture. Instead of playing the piano just now, he changed the action of playing the piano into a sword dance with a fluttering skirt. He was a real chivalrous woman on martial arts TV.

"That's a good gesture."

Yang Zimei is very fond of, "after doing it, remember the first to inform me to come and see it!"

"Well."

Luo Bai nodded and saw that Yang Zimei liked it, and a hint of shyness passed through her eyes.

At this time, min just came back from the outside.

He has just negotiated a deal with someone.

Therefore, wearing a very formal suit in dark blue, clean up all over the body, hair is combed meticulously, and carrying a black briefcase, it looks like a successful small entrepreneur.

Yang Zimei also remembered min gang of the last life, and always ran into her eyes with such a gesture, which fascinated her.

However, this min Gang is a little immature, not as mature and charming as that in his twenties.

"Zimei --"

seeing her, min gang was very happy. He handed the briefcase to Luo Qing, took off his suit, only wore a white shirt, loosened a button on the top, and slightly rolled up the sleeves.

He did it at will, but in Yang Zimei's eyes, he was a little bit thumping.

No matter how determined she is to the dragon's daily love now, for min Gang, she is hard to give up a special feeling.

This feeling, very pure, very no mind.

"What did you bring today to congratulate me, the champion of high school entrance examination?"

Min just saw her slightly in a daze, that look a bit naive and lovely, also can't help but stretch out her bangs, asked with a smile.

"If you don't have a gift, you can have a meal at most. Haha."

Yang Zimei pretended to be depressed and said, "you haven't comforted me, the poor man who can't get the number one scholar."

"How do you want comfort?"

Min Gang blinked at her, "please drink?"

"Yes

Yang Zimei suddenly wanted to have a drink with him and have a chat. He wanted to see how he was drinking and whether he could still maintain this gentle posture.

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