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

On the shelf of the wine cabinet on the left, there are many certificates and trophies about Mido's paintings.

The room was spotless and tidied up comfortably. It was not as messy as the homes of ordinary female internet celebrities, with garbage everywhere.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Mido came out of the bedroom.

At this time, she was wearing a set of white bunny furry pajamas, which looked quite cute. The long hair that was originally worn was tied into a ponytail.

She came to the open kitchen, took out the coffee machine and made a cup of coffee for Shi Qingmo.

"How about you try this? Does it taste good?"

The hot coffee was delivered to Shi Qingmo's hand. He took it and pursed his lips.

There was a sweet taste on the lips, as well as the fruity aroma of candy. It was the lingering taste when Mido kissed him deliberately after eating the candy.

"Would you take any man home at will?"

Shi Qingmo sat on the white sofa and crossed his legs casually.

He no longer hesitates in front of Mido. Others have always been afraid of him, and he has no reason to be afraid in front of anyone.

Mido took a round pumpkin-shaped cushion and sat on the ground, supporting his chin with both hands, lying on the coffee table and watching the man drinking coffee.

"You heard and saw it just now. Everyone in my community was shocked because I brought a man home for the first time.

You are the first man I brought home, and you are also the person I admit to the outside world that you are my boyfriend. "

"..." The coffee is very good, and her craftsmanship is almost as good as that of the coffee seller.

"Don't think of me as a casual person. I am only casual in front of you and avoid others."

"..." Shi Qingmo still didn't speak. Mido was always talking, and she could hardly find the topic.

"Let me take you to visit the place where I usually work at home."

Mido stood up and took Shi Qingmo's hand, put the coffee cup in his other hand on the coffee table, and took him to the room inside.

To get to where she works, you have to go through her bedroom.

Because the bedroom and the studio are connected, when she bought the house, she deliberately had it decorated in this way so that she could go to the bedroom to sleep immediately when she was tired from work.

There is a large oil painting hanging above the bed in the bedroom, which is different from the one in the living room. It is a double portrait.

The characters in the painting are Mido and Shi Qingmo, both of whom are dressed casually and comfortably. Mido nestled in Shi Qingmo's arms. Shi Qingmo held her waist with one hand and caressed her face with the other, watching her with half-lidded eyes.

His lips kissed the top of her head, and the look on his face was more like he was smelling the fragrance of her hair, which was particularly enjoyable.

The two of them were sitting on the grass, with a sea of ​​flowers behind them, a beautiful scenery. Give people a life as comfortable as after marriage.

"I didn't know, I thought you were a pervert."

Shi Qingmo looked at the painting and blurted out.

"You...what did you say?" Mido felt as if he was hearing hallucinations in his ears.

Is it because her painting is not good enough?

It was obviously such a literary and artistic painting, but why did she become a pervert in Shi Qingmo's eyes?

"nothing."

"Only when one person loves another person too deeply and is too persistent can he create such a touching and realistic painting." Mido heard clearly that he was scolding her for being a pervert.

But she didn't care, no matter what he said, it was Shi Qingmo who said it.

In the past, she could only stare at Shi Qingmo's portrait and some videos about him in the business world in a daze. Now that she finally met a real person and got a response from him on the spot, it was a different kind of happiness for her.

"This is where I work." Mido pulled him to the room on the left side of the bedroom.

The room is very large, with cabinets on both sides. Various paints and items needed for painting are placed in the cabinets.

There is a shelf for live broadcasting on the other side of the window, with a workbench in the middle, and the drawing board is still on the workbench. It's just that there is an unfinished half-finished painting in the painting.

Shi Qingmo picked up the drawing board. There was only a person's head but no lower body. The only facial feature missing is a lip.

Judging from his eyebrows and nose, he could tell at a glance that the person in the painting was Shi Qingmo.

"Haha..." Mido stepped forward and smiled awkwardly, pulling out the drawing board to prevent Shi Qingmo from continuing to read. "It's not finished yet."

Shi Qingmo's lips are very magnetic, which is the most difficult problem to overcome in Mido's painting.

"You brought me to your home just because you wanted to tell me that there are many portraits of me hanging in your home?"

Mido pursed her lips and her face darkened.

Straight male cancer, she had already shown it so obviously, but he explained it in such a straightforward sentence.

"I want to tell you that I really like you. I like you so much that I can draw your every smile, your emotions and joys. Only if you love so deeply can you draw everything about him."

"But you can't draw my mouth, can you?" Shi Qingmo seized on her weakness.

"No, that's just me before and now..." Mido looked at Shi Qingmo's lips. "I can draw it even with my eyes closed. I have never seen the real you before, and I feel that no matter how good my drawing is, it is not worthy of your Shi Qingmo sexy lips."

"..." The expression on Shi Qingmo's face was disapproval.

"You don't believe it?" She frowned, a little anxious. "Okay, I can prove it to you."

She turned over the drawing board on the table and took out the pencil from the pen holder.

After taking a look at Shi Qingmo, she took out a black eye mask from the shelf next to her that she usually used when sitting on the balcony to rest, and covered her eyes directly.

For a moment, no other sound could be heard in the studio except the sound of the pencil tip rubbing against the paper.

Mido has strong painting skills. She has been exposed to various painting methods since she was a few years old. It is not difficult for her to paint with her eyes closed.

The difficulty is that occasionally she lacks confidence in something, not because she can't draw it.

Shi Qingmo lowered his eyes and kept looking at the pen tip in Mido's hand.

The tip of the pen traced the outline of his lips bit by bit. She quickly formed a three-dimensional lip shape, with thin lines filling the fullness of her lips, and even the smallest lines on her lips, she was able to show them vividly.

Mido's mind flashed to his sexy lips when she kissed him. The final painting was the same as it was then.

In less than a minute, she did it perfectly.