Chapter 651 Tsundere President, Paranoid Pet 51

Bo Feng didn't want to look at paintings.

He just wants to be close to the person who paints.

But, can he say that?

No.

Sit there and nod your head

"Okay."

Su Yan turned around and went upstairs and went to the studio.

Soon, the painting was taken out of the studio.

A few days ago, she deliberately framed that picture.

Take the painting down from the upper floor, about a meter.

A very large pair.

Su Yan wiped the sweat off his head and asked

"How?"

Bo Feng sat there, watching Su Yan's lips close one by one, and his eyes seemed to be filled with water.

His throat rolled up and down

"Yes, that's good."

Su Yan looked at him, and then at the painting.

She reached out and tapped the border,

"I'm asking about painting, don't look at me."

At this time, Bo Feng's gaze slowly shifted from Su Yan's body to the painting's body.

After a few glances.

Bo Feng was speechless.

Su Yan's painting is very similar, with cold and hard lines, and that slightly indifferent eyes.

Wearing a suit, the buttons are neatly buttoned, abstinent, noble, and not climbing.

It's just that our Mr. Bo Feng doesn't know why, and his eyes have changed several times when he looks at this painting.

Then look away.

Fingertips tap on the armrests of the couch

"Not good."

His lazy voice uttered brutal and nasty words.

Su Yan was stunned.

Then stare at the painting and look closely.

Every place is drawn just right, the eyes, the face shape, almost proportional reproduction.

She wondered

"What's wrong?"

Bo Feng's voice sounded again

"It's not good anywhere."

Su Yan was a little angry.

She bowed her head and carried the painting to the studio again

"If you don't like it, forget it."

Bo Feng stood up and walked over.

Pick up the painting and hold Su Yan's hand by the way

"Why have you never drawn one for me?"

Su Yan blinked.

Didn't speak.

Bo Feng closed his eyes and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Isn't this painting 'him'?

He didn't say anything more, just picked up the painting and put it in the studio again.

He didn't want to see the painting.

When I see it, I get angry.

If he was Bo Feng, he would probably be very happy.

It's a pity that he is not Bo Feng, he is the monarch.

Although, in a certain way, Bo Feng is also a part of him.

But looking at it, I still get angry.

At noon today, in the nurse's sudden accident.

Bo Feng's blood was mixed with Su Yan's blood, and it dripped into the raindrop crystal.

Wake him up.

When he woke up, he found that the little girl was sleeping obediently in his arms with his eyes closed.

What could be happier than this??

Then, he fused the memories of the original Bo Feng.

found that Xiao Liang was really accommodating to this Bo Feng.

Probably to enjoy the treatment.

I also want to see when the little guy can find out that he is the king's domain.

I never said it.

Use Bo Feng's identity to get along with her.

Now, when I saw the self-portrait that Xiao Qian drew for Bo Feng, I thought that she had never painted herself.

So much so that I couldn't hold back.

I ate my own vinegar.

She drew very well, no, very well.

So much so that when he looked at the painting, it was even more unpleasant to look at everywhere.

Su Yan didn't know if he didn't understand what he said or what, so he didn't ask him.

Even, after walking out of the studio, the depressed appearance just now has dissipated.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, Assistant Zhang walked in with two chefs.

There are also freshly harvested seafood and other ingredients.