When everything was over, Bai Xiwan casually asked Jun Moran to take a few photos and post them to a certain blog. He threw down his phone and lazily lay on the bed, sighing: "It's almost like you, otherwise the dream of the queen will not be realized in my life."

Jun Moran sat beside the bed and looked at Bai Xiwan's back. Hearing this, he spoke, "So should I sigh that there is almost A Xi, otherwise my dream of having a wife would be strangled in the cradle?"

Bai Xiwan's whole body froze. Hearing Jun Moran's implicit meaning, Yan Ru Taohua felt that the heat on her face continued to rise. She glanced at Jun Moran with a angrily and murmured: "I'm still good at getting a bargain!"

She rolled the quilt directly, pretended to stare at Jun Mo Ran, and rushed to him and said, "It's very dark today, I'm super tired, sleep."

After saying that, she closed her eyes directly, and fell asleep regardless of whether Jun Moran was still here.

Seeing this, Jun Moran smiled evilly, pulled out a corner of the quilt from beside him, and easily hugged Bai Xiwan in his arms. Then he sighed with satisfaction, looked at Bai Xiwan with a smile and gentleness, and refused to fall asleep for a long time.

Because Jun Moran suddenly was afraid that if he closed his eyes and came together, would the person in front of him disappear into his own world?

The scene of Bai Xiwan being angry and beating himself flashed through his mind. Seeing his agility in his movements, as if nothing could hinder her, he felt a little uneasy.

Because Jun Moran will survive in what kind of strength you have!

My mind was ups and downs, and Jun Moran did not fall asleep until the second half of the night.

......

Bai Xiwan heard the butler say that after Jun Moran went out, she took out the picture that had been kept properly, and she took out the picture that had been kept safe like absent. She carefully took it out and showed it in front of her, and then she sat on the chair and lost her mind.

Because this painting is the green bamboo painting that Bai Xiwan secretly drew when he was having a break from his busy schedule!

She stretched out her hands to touch the green bamboo in the painting, her mind was ups and downs, but she didn't know where her hands should be placed. She could only froze in the air and didn't know what to do for a long time.

Looking at the Qingzhulin, which was exactly the same as that life, Bai Xiwan picked up the brush with his right hand trembling, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes. It took him a long time to suppress Tang Shiyi in his mind and write with a calm expression.

Perhaps for Baixiwan, no matter what he draws this time, it is a difficult decision.

System 0250 looked at Bai Xiwan in confusion and said strangely: "Host, why do I think you are weird today? You have to know that there is not much time left."

What does not mean much time mean? Baixiwan is more clear than system 0250. She automatically blocked the words of system 0250 until after the pen was finished, and she said with a pale face: "I know naturally, but you can see that Jun Moran will not be as easy as my wish!"

System 0250 nodded affirmatively and said in a serious tone: "I still have many things in my mall. I suggest using props so that the task can be completed as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!