They say I have a husband

"Which Academy of Fine Arts does Ou Heng want to take? What major?" Mr. Zhao looked at Ou Heng's paintings, the same gouache paint, forming a unique style, which stood out from the crowd.

"Hua Mei, Bai Tu." Ou Heng looked at his painting, Hua Mei would definitely go, but he still had to prepare for the entrance exam.

"Have you ever practiced the style of gorgeous line drawing?" Line drawing has always been the most difficult and unpredictable. The above is also a normal data.

"I've practiced." The person who made the question is his teacher, so it should be fine. He has confidence in himself.

"It's good if you have practiced. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me and other teachers. Are there other art schools?" Most people will cast a wide net to see which one has a high score.

"Nothing."

"Let's go to dinner, are you coming at night?" Ou Heng doesn't live here, he doesn't have classes in the morning, he has classes in the afternoon, so he doesn't know if Ou Heng will come at night.

"What are you doing here at night?" There are still classes in the evening, and Ou Heng, who has never attended evening self-study, still finds it very novel.

"Draw sketches at night."

"Then I won't come." Drawing sketches here is better than drawing him Guoguo.

"It's fine, but don't relax."

"Yeah." How can Hua Guoguo relax, as long as Ou Heng is by Li Junyu's side, Li Junyu's injured paintbrush will not stop when Li Junyu is working, every position, every movement, Ou Heng can't wait to divide himself into eight parts, one location one.

"Be careful on the road." Teacher Zhao sent Ou Heng to the door.

"Goodbye, teacher." Ou Heng walked out of the studio slowly with his schoolbag on his back. Zhao Yu stared at Ou Heng's back from his position, then looked at the phone interface that had not been turned off, and made up his mind.

No one has ever had such a special situation. Moreover, this Ou Heng might be someone else's love interest. He is so humble, pretending to be a nobleman.

"How is it? Are you still used to it?" Xu Wen waited for Ou Heng at the door. Ou Heng came to the studio for the first time today. Xu Wen came to have a look, afraid that Ou Heng would be bullied, although the possibility is unlikely.

"It's okay, have you eaten yet? Do you still have to study by yourself at night?"

"I haven't eaten yet. Tonight I have to study by myself."

"Then go and have dinner quickly, I'll go home, you'll be too late later." Ou Heng saw Li Junyu not far away, steadying his bicycle, Li Junyu looked at Ou Heng with a gentle smile, Ou Heng hit Say hello and run away.

In Ou Heng's eyes, Li Junyu is now the male pig's feet in the idol drama, and there is light behind him.

Xu Wen:......

He was wrong. It was because studying was boring or the pressure of studying was not enough. He came here to deliver dog food, feeling tired.

"Yeah." Xu Wen nodded with a stern face, he felt that he was not hungry anymore.

"Guoguo!" Ou Heng threw himself into Li Junyu's arms, and Li Junyu directly hugged Ou Heng and weighed Ou Heng.

"Are you hungry?" Li Junyu put Ou Heng down, put his hand on Ou Heng's belly and felt it deflated.

"A bit."

"Grumbling..."

"Are you done with the food in the bag? Not enough?" He prepared a lot, and according to Ou Heng's appetite, he specially prepared a little more, it was impossible for it to be insufficient.

"I forgot.

"I'll remind you tomorrow." Li Junyu frowned, "Get in the car, let's go home." Li Junyu sat on the seat with one long leg on the ground, her side face was charming, and Ou Heng was infatuated.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Li Junyu asked Ou Heng softly, feeling the weight and temperature of Ou Heng lying on his back.

"I want to eat meat! Shrimp, sashimi!" As soon as he mentioned eating, Ou Heng salivated. He hasn't eaten sashimi for a long time, and soon it will be a good season to eat silver pomfret sashimi.

"It takes two days for sashimi to work. I don't have any fresh ones around now. I'll eat them tomorrow. Is it okay to eat shrimps today?"

"Okay." Ou Heng nodded, he just remembered the smooth and tender taste for a moment, and his mouth was greedy.

After returning home, Li Junyu went into the kitchen. Ou Heng gnawed on a big apple and stood guard at the door of the kitchen, watching Li Junyu's movements intently.

"Guoguo——" Ou Heng handed the ugly apple he gnawed to Li Junyu's mouth, and Li Junyu took a big bite directly, not dislike Ou Heng gnawing like that at all.

"Go out and rest for a while, the smell is strong in the kitchen." Li Junyu was handling the shrimp, and did not touch Ou Heng with his hands. The smell was strong. Ou Heng likes to eat shrimp, but he doesn't like this smell.

"Well, I'm going to draw for a while." Ou Heng quickly gnawed on the place where Li Junyu bit, washed his hands, ran upstairs and came down holding his sketchbook.

Moving a stool and sitting at the door of the kitchen, Aunt Min was choosing vegetables. She originally wanted to clean up the shrimp, but her husband drove her out, and she was a little nervous.

Although she has experienced it many times, she still doesn't like it a bit. After all, when she was in the old house, the young master had never cooked. When she saw Li Junyu cooking for the first time, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

The movement of Ou Heng sitting at the door, holding the sketchbook, the movement has not changed, he drew a small sketch, very delicate.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." Ou Heng looked at Li Junyu in his painting, so serious and handsome, he couldn't help holding the board and going crazy.

Aunt Min heard that she continued to work calmly, she was used to it, and it always happened once or twice every few days, she didn't understand art, and she didn't understand this thing.

"Baby, why don't you look at me more..." Can a painting compare to his real face?

"I want both!" The child made the choice, he wanted both, his heart...was about to melt~, such Su's eyes.

"Come here and help me wash the vegetables." Li Junyu waved at Ou Heng. Ou Heng had kept his head down for half an hour. Li Junyu wanted Ou Heng to stand up and move around for a while, and more importantly, look at him more. What, where is he real!

Li Junyu glanced at the sketchbook that Ou Heng put on the stool, and he wanted to throw it away.

Every day, his baby spends more time holding it than holding him, so why keep it!

"That's not the case, I'll teach you." Li Junyu didn't even look at how Ou Heng washed, but found a reason, hugged Ou Heng from behind Ou Heng, and taught Ou Heng to wash.

From time to time, Li Junyu inadvertently scratched Ou Heng's palm, causing Ou Heng to blush and be at a loss, and then Ou Heng saw Li Junyu teaching him to wash vegetables very seriously——

He himself, thought of some unhealthy things, really, it's embarrassing.If Li Junyu hadn't held Ou Heng's hand, he would have covered his face.

Li Junyu pays attention to Ou Heng at all times, Ou Heng's face is full of joy, Li Junyu smiles, forget about the sketchbook!

Ou Heng himself thought that he was covering it up very well, but in fact he didn't, he was almost on the verge of saying it.