The room is playing soothing music. He Jia wipes the table silently with a rag after dragging the floor.

Why do you always feel The painting style is strange

He glanced at Su Xiaomo on the couch of the lazy man. She was holding the hand-painted board and drawing caricatures carefully. Her long eyelashes were blinking slightly. Even his heart was numb.

Sighed, and continued to tidy up.

Two hours later, the room that had been a mess was completely new. The floors, windows and tables were almost reflective. Everything was either put in the storage box or arranged neatly according to the color level. Su Xiaomo said "wow" and was stunned.

"Beauty, you are a snail girl..."

To this metaphor, he Jiayu draws a corner of his mouth.

Su Xiaomo jumped up and drank a glass of water. Then he threw the cup away and took a tissue to wipe his nose. She made a mess of the paper box.

After the mess, she hummed and continued to draw. He Jia's face was expressionless and put her mess back.

Think about it carefully. I'm really a good wife and mother He Jia sighs heavily.

"Beauty, isn't it boring? Show you a tablet video? " Su Xiaomo suggested.

He Jiayu sits down beside her. The soft couch suddenly collapses, but it is strangely comfortable to the extreme

He had long legs, adjusted his posture for a long time, took over the tablet, and Su Xiaomo said with flying eyebrows: "what do you want to see? Japanese drama? Korean drama? Lei Ju? Or a shameful love movie? "

He Jiayu's expression collapsed. He narrowed his eyes, which meant staring at her indefinitely.

"How can a girl have Uh huh? Which kind of movie?

Su Xiaomo's face is pure: "it's really a love movie."

She clicks on the video list, which is really a shameful love movie.

He Jiayu is embarrassed,

Su Xiaomo squints: "Tut, where do you want to go? I really miss you!"

He Jia's face is slightly red. After all, even if he doesn't take the initiative to look at it, he Jia can't avoid the people around him looking at it. At least he always looks at it.

Su Xiaomo, seeing that he wanted to flirt, approached him and asked, "what type do you like? Uh huh?

Two people's faces almost together, can see each other in the pupil's own, the atmosphere is ambiguous, he Jia meets the eye light to sink, pulls Su Xiaomo's head, thin lips kissed her pink lips!

His voice was a little hoarse, and he rubbed her lips and said, "you are so."

Su Xiaomo's flirting can't be turned into a strong kiss. The whole person is not calm. He leans back to avoid his curved beautiful lips. "Cough, come on, follow my left hand and right hand in a slow motion. Replay the right hand and left hand in a slow motion. Do you fall in love with me?"

He Jia's smile: "yes."

"Hey, hey, hey..."

After the fight, she continued to draw. He Jia frowned, "when are you going to draw?"

Su Xiaomo doesn't raise his head either: "when there's inspiration, 11 or 12 o'clock. If there's no inspiration, I'll stay up all night ~ I'll have a talk every week."

If you want to draw dozens of pictures, you should not only think about the plot, but also express it in the form of pictures. For a part-time student, it's not tiring.

"So tired?"

"Of course, no one can raise it, so I have to earn money by myself," Su Xiaomo said with a smile. He Jia robbed the hand-painted board. He said solemnly, "how can no one raise you?"

Thump and thump -

Su Xiaomo felt his heartbeat and missed several beats.