All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Ning Yan's eyes changed, and she deliberately restrained her anxious emotions, and turned to look a little more obviously surprised and doubtful.

"Are you... are you serious?"

Shen Jiangwu replied in a low voice: "Well, really."

The girl looked up at him for a long time, and was relieved to see that his expression was normal.

Not as tense and anxious as before, she spread her hands weakly in Shen Jiangwu's palm, biting her lips and whispering.

"That's good, that's good." Her complexion softened a little, and the redness at the end of her eyes deepened.

"Professor Shen! You just scared me to death!"

The girl's voice is soft and waxy, delicate and soft.But even though he said that, he didn't hear the slightest bit of blame.

Shen Jiangwu showed a little guilt: "Sorry, I made you worry."

The girl's tone was slightly raised, and she huffed arrogantly at him, then held his hand back and moved closer, a cunning flashed in her beautiful cat eyes.

"Then this time, I will forgive you."

He glanced across the girl's beautiful face, his Adam's apple moved slightly, a smile flashed across his face, and he said "Thank you" to the girl.

The two of them didn't seem to be entangled with this episode anymore, the studio was close at hand, and Ning Yan arrived after taking Shen Jiangwu away for a while.

The original owner of her studio chose a remote location at the time, but fortunately, it was quiet and undisturbed, and the area was large enough.

It is divided into upper and lower floors. The furniture upstairs is fairly complete, and the downstairs is the creative area.

"Professor Shen, you can just put the easel here."

Ning Yan hooked the corners of her lips, "Thank you, you helped me take it all the way."

"You're welcome, it should be."

Shen Jiangwu placed the shelf by the window, he stayed on a recliner in the corner for a few seconds from the corner of his eye, and then raised his eyes and began to look at the surrounding environment.

The area on the first floor is not small, and there are unfinished paintings as far as the eye can see. These paintings are in twos and threes, some are clamped on the drawing board, and some are crumpled and thrown on the ground.

All of them show the irritability and restlessness of the owner of this room when he was creating.

Ning Yan turned around and poured a glass of water, walked to the man and handed the water to him, with a bit of embarrassment on her face.

"Well, it's true that the state is not very good recently, and I haven't had time to clean up..."

"Very real."

There was a smile in Shen Jiangwu's words, he took the water glass handed over by the girl, and noticed a painting not far away from the corner of his eye, his eyes were dim.

It was an unfinished painting. In the painting was a dilapidated and ancient castle, overgrown with ruins and overgrown with weeds. There was only a scarred black cat squatting on the top of the wall. No matter how you looked at it, it was weird.

The overall tone is dark and gray, which makes people feel strong gloom and depression at first glance.

Ning Yan followed the man's line of sight, her clear eyes flickered, and the corners of her lips curved happily.

Shen Jiangwu seemed to be very interested in this painting. He walked up to the painting, with calm and dark eyes, scanning every corner and detail of the painting inch by inch.

There was no superfluous expression on his face, but the endless chill hidden under the lens, and the fingertips holding the water glass so hard that they turned white revealed his state of mind at the moment.

——The scene in this painting is highly overlapped with the picture in his memory, almost exactly the same.

Those not-so-good memories surfaced in his mind, and even the stern jaw line was filled with a murderous intent.

For a long time, his expression was the same as before, but his words were more meaningful.

"Your painting is... very special."

Ning Yan leaned close to him, tilted her head to appreciate the tailor-made painting for him, and then smiled.

"This." The girl seemed to be recalling, with a touch of emotion.

"It was drawn according to the scene in my previous dream. It's just that I can't remember many places clearly after waking up. This is only half done."

Shen Jiangwu put down the glass of water, and stroked the painting with his slender fingers. Every time he passed by, the emotion in the depths of his eyes deepened, and he murmured in a low voice.

"In a dream?"

"That's right, does Professor Shen like this painting?" The girl's smile was bright and brilliant, which formed a sharp contrast with the tone of this painting.

She opened her red lips lightly, and the next second her crisp and soft voice echoed in his ears.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you when I finish drawing it."

Shen Jiangwu came back to his senses, took a deep look at the girl beside him, the expression in his eyes changed, and there were more imperceptible inquiries.

"Is it okay? I think the current one is very good."

The girl was a little surprised: "But it hasn't been finished yet..."

"It's okay," Shen Jiangwu pursed his lips, and his eyelashes cast a shadow.

"As it is now, I like it very much."

The girl looked a little puzzled, but she nodded happily and smiled brightly at him.

"Okay then, since you like it, I'll find a picture frame for you later."

"That's really troublesome." Shen Jiangwu smiled lowly, and some invisible examination and exploration were about to come out.

Ning Yan went upstairs to look for a picture frame, Shen Jiangwu stared at the painting with a sullen expression, and finally looked away.

The girl's words didn't seem to be fake, it was such an absurd coincidence that he was a little uncertain at the moment.

Before the matter is verified, he will never draw conclusions easily, but today, it seems to be a good choice.

He raised his hand to pick up the water glass again and took a sip, hiding the turbulent emotions in his heart, but when he looked up again, he noticed a cardboard box hidden in the corner.

Looking from the overflowing gap, there should be sketches inside. If it is an ordinary sketch, there is no need to store it so hidden.

But before Shen Jiangwu opened it, Ning Yan took the picture frame and went downstairs. When she saw the man's movements, she raised her brows slightly.

"Professor Shen!"

The girl trotted up to him, glanced awkwardly at the cardboard box in front of her, a few unnatural blushes appeared on her face.

"It's all my sketches from my usual practice, there's nothing to see here." She pushed the box in and explained in a panic.

"Professor Shen, I brought the frame over here, and I'll help you mount the painting right now."

The girl frantically pushed the carton back to its original place, while pulling Shen Jiangwu to the drawing board to get him a painting.

Her reaction in Shen Jiangwu's eyes was nothing more than "300 taels of silver here". He watched the girl's flustered movements with great interest, and the inexplicable strangeness in his heart became more intense.

The smile on the man's lips froze.

He couldn't wait any longer, and today he had to take the next step.

Ning Yan carefully framed the picture, and carefully wrapped the frame with a thick layer of sponge paper, before putting the picture into a bag, when she heard the man's gentle and concerned words.

"Since you are here today, if you don't mind, we can try the treatment plan later."

Shen Jiangwu pushed his glasses, waiting patiently for Ning Yan's reply.

The girl was obviously not ready yet. She looked around the indoor scene and pursed her lips, as if she was nervous.

"Is it in the studio?" She asked in amazement, "But there seems to be nothing here. Do you need to find a decent place for general treatment?"

Shen Jiangwu was amused by her words, "You don't have to be so harsh, usually in a familiar environment, it will be more effective."

"Is this... like this?"

"Don't be nervous, if there is any discomfort in the process, you can give me feedback at any time."

The man's voice was deep and sweet, and his eyes were gentle, like a devil whispering quietly seducing the girl in front of him.

"Then, all right." The girl took a deep breath and looked at Shen Jiangwu with trust in her eyes.