Ace Husband, do you want to get in the car?

Long Chengxuan and Zhang Xiaomo didn't leave the room until it was almost dinner time.Of course, someone's clothes were changed again.Although Long Zeting and Tian Tian were not in the room, Zhang Xiaomo was still upset: "You are not allowed to touch me next time."

"It's impossible not to touch it, and it's impossible in this life." When he said this, Long Chengxuan leaned up to her neck and smelled it: "I don't have any resistance to you. As long as I'm with you, I can't help but want to do bad things. Who told Madam that you... are so attractive?"

AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhZhang Xiaomo felt that she was going crazy, she wanted to go out angrily, but was held back by Long Chengzhi.Just when she was about to lose her temper, a soft scarf was already tied around her neck: "It's cold outside, you have to put on a cotton coat before going out."

Southerners are really not used to spending winter here in the north. Staying at home is as warm as spring and summer, but when you go out, the temperature is ten degrees below zero.So before going out, this scarf and padded jacket are indispensable.Letting her husband tie a scarf, put on a cotton coat, and put on a hat, the anger in Zhang Xiaomo's heart disappeared little by little.Then watched him get dressed: "Let's go."

Walk?where to go?

As if guessing what Zhang Xiaomo would ask, Long Chengxuan smiled and took her hand and walked out: "Take you to a secret garden."

Secret Garden?When Zhang Xiaomo heard this, her curiosity was immediately aroused, and she nodded: "Okay!"

Long Chengxuan greeted Su Hua and took Zhang Xiaomo out. Seeing the direction he was walking, Zhang Xiaomo immediately understood where he was going to take him: "Are you going to my mother's studio?"

Although his wife already knew about that place, Long Chengxuan still nodded with a smile: "Yes, that studio, but it's not just a studio."

Not just a studio?what else?Zhang Xiaomo looked at him curiously.Long Chengxuan had a smile on his face: "When I was young, my dad was often very busy and didn't have time to be at home. Well, it's useless even if he was at home, he would just snatch away my mother and would not accompany us at all."

Hearing these resentful words, Zhang Xiaomo couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you the same now?"

Um?It seems that this is true, but as a wife, it seems not good to say that about her husband, right?Long Chengxuan turned around and kissed her deeply as revenge, and then led her forward again: "Where did you just say? By the way, dad is very busy, so mom always took her with him." Ours. But she is a painter, as you know, she doesn’t care about anything once she paints, so she made a children’s playroom in the room next to the studio. There are all kinds of toys and books, and of course paints and drawing paper."

So, is this taking her to see how he spent his childhood?Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaomo became even more interested: "Okay, I want to see it."

Although it has snowed in the past few days, because of the cold weather, the snow has not melted, and the community property has cleared the road, so it is not difficult to walk this way, and it takes about ten minutes.As soon as they reached the gate of the courtyard, the gate opened, and Glandy's slightly old face appeared in front of them: "Master Xuan, Young Madam."

"Grandpa Grundy, are my parents inside?"

"Yes, my wife is creating a painting recently, and my uncle is also accompanying her in it."

Long Chengxuan had already guessed that this would be the case, and nodded: "Then don't disturb them, let's go in through the small door, and I will take Xiao Mo to the game room to have a look."

Glandy smiled and bent down and replied: "Yes, master." After closing the door, he stretched out his hand and said: "Young Madam, this way please."

"Grandpa Glandi, you should call me Xiao Mo." Su Hua and Mo Wanrong usually call her Madam, but Zhang Xiaomo is really not used to having such an old man call him Young Madam.

For this request, Glandi just smiled and did not answer, but walked in front to lead them forward.

At the side door, Long Chengxuan said: "Grandpa Glandi, go and do your work. I'll take Xiao Mo with me."

"Ok!"

After Glandi left, Long Chengxuan gently opened the side door and led Zhang Xiaomo in.As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Xiaomo realized that the room was very hot: "It's so hot."

"My mother is from the south, and she is especially afraid of the cold. She doesn't like to wear a lot of clothes when she paints. She thinks that clothes will restrict her and affect her painting, so the heating in this room will be more fully turned on than other places. "Long Chengxuan smiled and took off the hat and scarf for her, and took off the padded jacket for her: "If you still feel hot, take off the padded pants and sweater. Here, basically wearing unlined clothing is enough."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Xiaomo immediately took off the sweater, leaving only a shirt inside, and after taking off the cotton trousers, inside was a pair of black bottoming ￥%...pants. Be careful not to be too rude when you meet your parents-in-law.

Seeing his wife's appearance, Long Chengxuan just smiled, took off his coat and cotton trousers, and brought her into the house wearing only a set of close-fitting clothes.

Just like what Long Chengxuan said, the two of them entered by stealing, not those who shot.Go up the stairs gently along the aisle, push open a small white door, and the children's room he mentioned is presented in front of Zhang Xiaomo: "Where is this a game room?"

This room is four or five meters high, and one side of the wall is full of bookshelves, which are filled with various books, but Zhang Xiaomo glanced over, and there were no children's books at all, all of them were world famous books , and various professional books.There are two computers on one side, various fitness equipment on the other side, some painting utensils scattered in a corner, and a few musical instruments hanging on the wall...

Long Chengxuan smiled and put his arms around his wife: "Your husband has a relatively high IQ and a good EQ, so he has been reading these books since he was three years old. As for the computer, he started playing at about that time, right?"

Forget it, you can't compare with evildoers, otherwise you must be the one who gets hurt.Zhang Xiaomo comforted himself somewhat depressed: "I want to see your original painting."

Long Chengxuan would never refuse his wife's request. He took her hand to the corner where the painting utensils were placed, and took out a stack of drawing paper from a blue cabinet: "These are drawn by me, and that Inside the cabinet was painted by Xiao Ang."

After taking the drawing paper, Zhang Xiaomo simply sat down on the carpet and looked at the painting in his hand in the afternoon sun: "The painting is really good."

"My paintings are average, and Xiao Ang's paintings are more spiritual. Although I understand, but... just like my mother said, I am too rational, so that reason suppresses my inspiration and aura, so the painting is too deliberate "While speaking, Long Chengxuan took out a painting from another cabinet and handed it to his wife, then sat beside her.

Looking at the newly handed painting, and then looking at the painting in his hand, Zhang Xiaomo smiled: "Then I must also belong to your category. Because for me, I like these paintings more." I don't admit that Long Chengang's paintings are very good and full of fantasy.But for Zhang Xiaomo, she prefers Long Chengxuan's paintings: "Maybe it's because I'm a medical student, so I tend to be more realistic."

After thinking about it, Long Chengxuan thought it was the same, smiled, took the painting of brother from her hand, then pointed to a portrait and said: "This was probably drawn as a birthday present for my mother when I was five years old. Looking at it now, it seems a bit stingy, and these places have been handled a bit bluntly."

"It's already good, okay? Are you sure you drew it when you were five? Not when you were 15?"

Long Chengxuan didn't seem to notice that his wife was on the verge of going berserk. He glanced at the painting and said, "It was painted when I was five years old. You can see the time is written on it. When I was 15 years old, I was already recruited into the army. At that time I'm training every day, how can I have time to draw?"

"I... don't want to talk to you pervert." Zhang Xiaomo was a little depressed, let alone 15 years old, even now, she can't draw so well?There is indeed a difference between a genius and a mortal.

Finally seeing his wife's depression, Long Chengxuan smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms: "What's there to be depressed about? Now I'm yours, and I will, doesn't it mean you will? It can save a lot of trouble, just say something to me, and you can wait on the side without doing anything, how good is it?"

That being said, it still feels like something is wrong.Zhang Xiaomo looked at the painting in her hand, then turned her head to look at her husband, and finally decided to give up thinking about this issue, because no matter what she thought, she couldn't argue with her husband, so she might as well give up and just accept the fact: "Ah Xuan , draw me a picture. Even if it is a sketch, I want to see you draw."

Although she has worked as a model for Tian Tian, ​​Zhang Xiaomo still wants her husband to draw a picture for her.

Long Chengxuan glanced at the light, went to the side and turned on a few lights, and moved a chair over: "Sit here, don't worry, I can draw very quickly."

While talking, he had already started looking for paper and drawing boards.

When everything was ready, he picked up an oil pastel: "Xiao Mo, look into my eyes."

Zhang Xiaomo, who was still watching Long Chengxuan busy to and fro, looked at him blankly after hearing his words.After seeing his eyes, I immediately smiled.Not a big laugh, but a smile full of joy and love.As long as she faces the man she loves, she can't help smiling like this.

Seeing this smile, Long Chengxuan had a picture in his mind, and began to draw with his head down.Watching him sometimes draw in large strokes, sometimes outline carefully, with a serious look on his face, Zhang Xiaomo couldn't help but wonder what he looks like in his pen at the moment.

But no matter how curious she was, Long Chengxuan didn't say that she could move, so she could only sit there.After all, it was her request, so you can't spoil the other party's creative mood willfully, can you?
In this way, from the day was still slightly bright to the night, the street lights outside the window turned on.Although it is said that in the winter in the north, it gets dark quickly, but it has been an hour to sit like this, right?
Just when Zhang Xiaomo felt a little tired, Long Chengxuan finally said: "Xiao Mo, you can get up and move around. I can do the rest by myself."

When he heard that he could move, Zhang Xiaomo was still very happy, thinking that the painting was finished, but after hearing what he said again, he realized that it was not finished yet.That's right, it's only been over an hour, so it shouldn't be that fast.

Standing up from the chair, she walked to her husband, and saw on the drawing paper, a girl was half leaning on the chair and looking out the window. Her appearance and demeanor were quite similar to her, but when she looked at the painting, she always felt that there was something wrong with her. wrong.

After watching it carefully for a while, she finally realized.The action of the woman in the painting is that she is about to get up from the chair.And the smile on his face, as well as that expression, were clearly the same as when he saw Long Chengxuan.

With just that simple smile, can he draw this look?Zhang Xiaomo was really convinced at this time, he didn't expect her husband to be able to paint to such an extent.Now she really believes that her husband can draw so well when he was five years old.

But... the corner of Zhang Xiaomo's mouth suddenly twitched slightly, just like someone said, his whole body is hers, so if he will, it means she will?

Thinking of this, she looked at Long Chengxuan more tenderly.

After a while like this, Long Chengxuan stopped his hands: "Xiao Mo."

"Huh? Finished drawing?"

"No, if you keep looking at me like this, I won't be able to take it anymore, I can't help it." Long Chengxuan looked at his wife helplessly. It seemed that this little girl hadn't understood how important she was to him, and dared to Keep staring at him like that.If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing his parents, he would have already thought about doing it for her.