Chapter 188 Silk Scarf

Author: Cold-faced Ruoxi

Chapter 188 Silk Scarf

After Meng Chuyuan dealt with the accident where the brush was dipped in the wrong pigment, he added the color again and completed the remaining part.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan drawing so seriously, Lu Qianling glanced at her drawing board. The upper part was the sky, the lower part was the green plants and flower beds in the yard, and there was a road leading to the gate in the middle, from wide to narrow.

She asked in confusion: "What's the point of drawing this?"

Meng Chuyuan: "Pay the time."

There is no sun today, a light layer of dark clouds cover the sky, and the treetops in the yard swing with the breeze. Perhaps due to the influence of the weather, the overall light seems gloomy, which makes people who are watching the scenery not in a good mood.

But when these scenery in front of me appeared on Meng Chuyuan's painting board, the picture seemed to appear in midsummer, with sunshine and lush green leaves. You can still see butterflies in the flowerbed.

Lu Qianling first observed Meng Chuyuan's painting, then looked up at the real scene ahead. The scales of the paintings were exactly the same, and the position of any reference objects was not even changed. However, the scenery of different seasons could be seen on the drawing board.

"It's so amazing." Lu Qianling opened her eyes wide in shock, with a little admiration in her tone: "Can you actually draw it into a sunny day for such a gloomy sky?"

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows calmly and said softly: "Why can't you?"

She does not necessarily pursue realistic thinking when painting, but mainly practices her state of mind. It is common for her to paint during the day and night, and changing seasons is not difficult for her.

Lu Qianling leaned over to her and whispered in Meng Chuyuan's ear: "I'm very curious, what did you do before?"

"Like you, I'm studying at school."

"..." Lu Qianling asked: "Then do you have nothing else to do except this?"

When Meng Chuyuan heard this, his eyelids slightly closed in, his expression slightly dim, and he whispered: "No."

Lu Qianling yelled and said with some regret: "That's a pity."

...

As the evening approached, Meng Chuyuan finished the painting. Seeing that Lu Qianling liked the painting, he gave it to her.

Lu Qingye did not work overtime tonight, and he arrived at home at around 7 o'clock. At that time, Meng Chuyuan was still cooking in the kitchen, while Lu Qianling sat in the living room playing with his cell phone.

Seeing Lu Qingye enter the house, Lu Qianling subconsciously turned off his phone and hid it behind him. He looked up and smiled at Lu Qingye and walked over: "Brother, you are finally back."

"The class will be in tomorrow. Why are you coming back?"

Lu Qianling pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "You said it was tomorrow, so can't I go home after a weekend break?"

Before the meal time was ready, Lu Qingye chatted with her sister in the living room for a while, asked about her recent situation at school, and of course she also started to make old accounts with her and educated her about the last time she missed class for no reason.

Lu Qianling knew that she could not hide. After ending this ideological education, she felt that she could not only let herself be wronged, and she also complained in front of her elder brother, telling him about Lu Jinsen's rumors that he was kicked out of the room.

In order to show sincerity, Lu Qianling raised his hand and sweared: "It's not really my gossip, it was my second brother who told me on his own initiative."

"..." Lu Qingye had no expression on his face at this moment.

He turned his head and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, and his eyes suddenly sank...

——

Lu Jinsen has been running hard these days, leaving early and returning late every day, finishing work early tonight, and getting home before nine o'clock.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Lu Qingye walking down the stairs with one hand in his pants pocket. He could just hear his low voice in the quiet living room: "Are you back?"

"Um."

Seeing Lu Jinsen running around for a day, Lu Qingye walked to the living room and poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him.

When Lu Jinsen saw him handing the water cup over, his eyes were stunned. He was stunned for several seconds, and he was sure that the cup of water was poured for him, so he reached out to take it.

He raised his eyes and spoke in a little flattered manner: "Thank you, brother."

Lu Jinsen held the glass in both hands and warmed his stiff hands first. When the water was not so hot, he picked it up and took a sip.

Just when he felt a little warmth, he suddenly heard Lu Qingye's cold voice ringing in his ears: "I have signed up for you in a cooking class, and I will send it to you later. I will report it if I have time."

Lu Jinsen's head buzzed, and he looked at him in shock: "Cooking Class?"

He heard it right?

Lu Qingye: "Yes."

Lu Jinsen had just finished his work and was about to take a good rest for a few days. Before he could finish his breath, he heard Lu Qingye sign him up for a cooking class.

"No..." Lu Jinsen put down the cup in his hand, and there was a deep doubt in his eyes: "Why?"

"Look at your leisure."

When Lu Jinsen heard this, he almost became anxious: "Where am I free!"

Since taking on that pastoral variety show last month, he has basically not been idle, and all kinds of work come to him, and he has finished all the work he hasn't done in his life.

Not long after, he automatically compromised with Lu Qingye: "Okay, I'll report it tomorrow."

"Also, keep your mouth in mind."

Lu Jinsen: “…”

At this time, Lu Qianling was hiding in the corner, looking so gloating. When Lu Qingye went upstairs, she walked out openly and clapped her hands happily.

She came to Lu Jinsen, circled around him, and laughed happily.

"Why are you laughing at?" Lu Jinsen looked at her, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Lu Qianling grimaced at him, and the smile in her eyes remained unabated: "I'm happy, do you care?"

Back in the bedroom, Lu Qingye went directly to the cloakroom and prepared to take his clothes to take a shower.

As soon as he walked in, he saw his suitcase being placed on the ground. Meng Chuyuan took out the clothes in the box and placed them neatly aside.

When Lu Qingye saw her squatting on the ground and helping him sort out, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'll do it."

When he came over and was about to squat down, Meng Chuyuan suddenly turned out a gift box the size of a palm from his box.

Meng Chuyuan saw that the design of the gift box was quite exquisite, but she didn't hold it firmly, so the box fell and opened it automatically.

"What is this?" Meng Chuyuan just saw Lu Qingye appear, and looked at him with his hands constantly packing. When she touched the gift box, she lowered her eyes and saw a piece of lady's silk inside.

towel.

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly and said calmly: "It turned out to be a silk scarf."

"..." Lu Qingye was stunned for a moment, and a trace of imperceptible loss flashed in his eyes.

I originally wanted to find an opportunity to give it to her, but now Meng Chuyuan discovered it himself. He didn't say anything about the surprise. Judging from her tone, it seemed that she had misunderstood something.

Meng Chuyuan calmly put the scarf back into the box. Just as he was about to cover it, Lu Qingye suddenly squatted down in front of her and subconsciously held her wrist.
Chapter completed!