"The view here is wide, the air is good, the stomach is not pressed, the screens are all sliding, so convenient, where are you not satisfied?"

"Nizi, it's good if you're satisfied, if there's anything you don't get off in the future, just tell me directly!" Mo Leng came to Shen Jiani's side, looked at the white screen with no colors in front of him, only a few words, and spoke slowly.

People who love to paint will be more or less like the ancients, they like to chant poetry, and Shen Jiani is no exception.

When she saw the poems on the screen, she unconsciously asked, "Mober, can I draw a few strokes on this screen?" ”

"You feel free." Mo Leng didn't care about those little things, but he looked at the girl beside him with great interest, what would he draw on the screen.

Picking up the paintbrush, Shen Jiani gently lit the ink and painted the picture she wanted to paint on the fine silk cloth.

Interlaced to see the lively, insiders to see the doorway, Mo Leng can't draw, but you can see that your girl's indifferent artistic conception.

What can Shen Jiani paint, after all, this screen is placed in Lu Zi's study, so he naturally wants to paint things that he looks pleasing to the eye.

In Shen Jiani's consciousness, Lu Zi looked at the cherry blossoms that were pleasing to the eye, but they were still cherry blossoms, and there were other things.

I couldn't help but click a few pale pink dyes, apply them to the random strokes, and finish her painting in about ten minutes.

"Mober, how's it going?" Shen Jiani, who had finished painting, looked at the person beside her and asked.

"Last night's stars and last night's wind painting building on the west side of Guitang East, there are no colorful butterflies flying wings, and there is a little understanding of the heart."

Mo Leng recited the poem and nodded frequently: "It's beautiful, I also painted one for me that day, and I also placed it in the room, and it was comfortable to look at!" ”

"If Mober thinks about what he wants to paint, I'll draw it for you!" It doesn't take much time for a screen, it's rare to be pleased, and people who are good to her are happy, so why not.

"Hmm!" Mo Leng agreed, as if after reading Shen Jiani's paintings, he didn't have to rack his brains to figure out what objects to put in Liang Jing's room, so that she could be pleasing to the eye.

……

In the center of Weishui, in the office building of Flying Bird Technology, Lu Ziyan, who has not been home for two days, has almost watched the people in the surveillance video countless times.

Yes, as his grandfather Lu Dingnian said, he really has nothing to do.

After all, on Saturdays and Sundays, even if you have something to do, others have to rest.

He just didn't want to be angry at home and see that stupid woman who wanted to marry someone else.

But seeing the annoyance and not seeing and thinking made him extremely anxious and sloppy.

"Mober, Mober, you will please her, and even make a screen between us."

Lu Zi, who was smoking a cigarette watching the video, was talking to himself, but when he saw the screen in his study, it took only ten minutes for Nan Nizi to snuff out the cigarette butt when he drew a grand cherry blossom tree.

With a perverse smile on the corner of his mouth, he got up from the boss and walked towards the door.

"What's not good to draw, it's not my favorite cherry blossoms, it's so difficult that it's not hinting at me, Lu Zijiao, do I miss you?"

"Lu Zi, are you really carried away by love, stupidly sulking here for two days, is it possible that you have forgotten, Xiao Nizi resisted abuse. The book is. ”

"In order to make you clearly aware of how wrong your thoughts are this time, prepare for your husband to let you remember it a little more deeply, my little girl."

As he spoke, Lu Ziyi had already walked out of the company, and with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked towards the parking lot without half a minute.