I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Mido has a very cheerful and carefree character. He is full of affinity towards everyone and is as gentle as a pistachio.

But when facing him, she was nervous, even embarrassed.

She has tens of millions of fans, and every fan is a true fan. She has never worried about who will slander her or question her painting skills, but now she is afraid.

"It took me so long to paint my lips. Do you think my lips look good?" Shi Qingmo's words were serious.

But Mido felt a bit domineering.

"..." Mido didn't know how to answer.

Shi Qingmo tilted his head, leaned slightly, and got closer to her.

The girl's dark pupils clearly reflected his lips, which were sexy and ambiguous to the extreme.

"Do you see clearly?"

"I……"

Her heart was beating wildly, as if it would burst out of her chest in the next second.

The girl's waist was tightened by a force, and the flat boots on her feet suddenly stood up. Before she could react, a man taller than her had already kissed her slightly cool red lips domineeringly...

"Well..." Mido murmured, holding the drawing board in his hand, his fingernails so nervous that he dug out fingerprints on the paper.

Shi Qingmo's handsome face occupied his pupils, and nothing else could be seen.

The hot breath spread on her face, as if it were a dream and unreal.

There was mist in her eyes, her eyes were a little sour, and she closed her eyes silently.

Shi Qingmo opened his eyes and stared at her reaction, boldly deepening the kiss again and again.

Tossing and turning, stroking gently, until it stops.

He held Mido's cheek and covered her cold ears with his hands to block the cold wind from attacking her.

"Do you need me to apologize?"

He asked Mido directly.

Mido's entire brain was blank. Her cute round face turned red and white, and she was full of shyness.

She pouted her lips, not knowing what to say.

"Or are you angry? So angry that you want to call the police?"

"You...why do you...do this?"

"Mido, a painting blogger with tens of millions of fans on a certain platform, is 21 years old. He likes to draw and stays at home when he has nothing to do. He lives at No. 3, Building 11, Wansheng Community, Changlin Street, Binbin. He has a cheerful and lively personality, but his only shortcoming is that he is an orphan and does not have a complete family."

Shi Qingmo almost exposed her old background.

"..."

"Why do I know so clearly?" Shi Qingmo asked Mido. "It's not because you also know my background."

Shi Qingmo took out a thick stack of paintings from the breast pocket of his coat.

"Did you draw these?"

He motioned to Mido one by one.

There are sketches, oil paintings, and ink paintings among the paintings. But all of them are portraits belonging to Shi Qingmo, as well as pictures of the whole body in the scenery.

Each picture is painted vividly, as if the real person has appeared in the world.

These paintings about Shi Qingmo are only a very small part of what he has produced. There are many more online.

If you are not a person who loves to draw and pay special attention to one person, you will never be able to draw this effect.

"How could you have..."

So many portraits of you?

"Shouldn't I ask you this? When did you draw it? Who allowed you to draw it? And don't you know that you must get my consent to draw so many portraits of people so unscrupulously? No consent was obtained , that is infringement of the other party’s right of portrait, and you will be subject to lawsuit.”

Shi Qingmo interrupted Mido's words and asked plausibly.

"..."

"Tell me, why do you draw me? And draw so many of me?"

Mido raised his head to meet his gaze, and the hand holding the drawing board relaxed.

"I...I like you." She took a deep breath and responded boldly: "I like you Shi Qingmo. I have read a lot of news reports about you. Every time you participate in an event, the photos taken by reporters, I I’ll draw one every time. I’ve been following you for a long time, and because I like it, I couldn’t help but draw it.”

Mido took a deep breath and replied boldly.

Her character is the kind of person who is not coy.

[If you like it, say it boldly. 】

This is her motto.

Even in her wildest dreams, she never thought that one day the head of the Tangtang Shi family, Shi Qingmo, the CEO of the Shi Group, would know that there was a person who had been paying attention to him silently for a long time and even drew many pictures of him.

But she still wanted to draw him, feeling that as long as she drew him, he would become a real person and suddenly appear in front of her one day.

When she suddenly saw him in the snow just now, she was really shocked.

If she hadn't seen some big things in the world, she would have been frightened and ran away on the spot.

"I have been paying attention to you since three years ago. Because of you, I know a lot about the Shi family. You are the eldest brother of the Shi family, and you have two younger brothers and a younger sister.

The current elder of the Shi family is Shirou, your aunt. She has twin daughters.

The eldest daughter Ren Mengxi is the wife of Sheng Xichen, the king of Binshi business community. They gave birth to five multiple children, and the children are seven years old.

The second daughter, Ren Mengyuan, is the wife of Luo Zixuan, the president of Rock Group, and currently lives abroad.

Apart from you, Shi Qingmo, in the Shi family, the only one who is your other little aunt, Ren Yixue, is not married yet, and she doesn't even have a boyfriend or girlfriend. "Mido said accurately about the relationship history of the Shi family.

"so what?"

Shi Qingmo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"So..." Mido grinned, and two deep dimples appeared on his round face. "Can I have a chance to be your girlfriend?"

"Ha..." Shi Qingmo suddenly chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Mido didn't know why.

Shi Qingmo put the paintings in Mido's hands and said nothing more.

"Hey, where are you going? You haven't answered me yet." Seeing him leaving, Mido quickly put the painting and drawing board in his hand into his white backpack. "What are you laughing at?"

She chased after Shi Qingmo.

The two of them had the cutest height difference in the snow.

Shi Qingmo was tall and wearing a tall black coat, which made him stand out in the snow.

"Little girl, you'd better paint your picture properly."

"You...don't you agree?" Mido ran up to him holding the backpack in his arms. "If you don't agree, then why did you kiss me?"

Shi Qingmo kept walking, and her short legs could only catch up with him by running.

"How old are you? Do you know how old I am? Are you afraid of being eaten by an old cow? A kiss? Do you think that was a kiss just now?"

"I'm twenty-one and you're thirty-one. I'm only ten years old. I don't mind. What do you have to mind? You're not old. You're so handsome. Why are you old? You just kissed me. It wasn't a kiss. What else could it be?”