The Blackened Male Leads All Want Me

Bo Feng didn't want to look at the painting.

He just wants to kiss the painter.

But can he say that?

Can't.

Sit there and nod

"it is good."

Su Yan turned upstairs and went to the studio.

Soon, the painting was taken out from the studio.

A few days ago, she deliberately framed the picture.

Take the painting down from the upper floor, about one meter.

A big pair.

Su Yan wiped the sweat off his head and asked

"how about it?"

Bo Feng sat there, watching Su Yan's lips close together, his eyes seemed to be carrying water.

His throat rolls up and down

"good."

Su Yan looked at him, then at the painting.

She reached out and tapped the frame,

"I'm asking about painting, don't look at me."

At this time, Bo Feng's gaze slowly shifted from Su Yan to the painting.

After a few glances.

Bo Feng was speechless.

Su Yan painted very similar, cold lines and slightly indifferent eyes.

Wearing a suit, buttons neatly, abstinence, expensive, not high.

However, our Mr. Bo Feng didn't know why, his eyes changed a lot when he looked at this painting.

Then look away.

Tap on the armrest of the sofa with your fingertips

"not good."

His lazy voice spoke outrageous and bad words.

Su Yan was taken aback.

Then stare at the painting carefully.

Everywhere is painted just right, the eyes and face are almost replicated in proportion.

She wondered

"What's not good?"

Bo Feng's voice sounded again

"Nowhere is bad."

Su Yan is a little angry.

She bowed her head, carrying the painting and wanted to transport it to the studio again

"Don't like it."

Bo Feng stood up and walked over.

Lift up the painting and hold Su Yan's hand by the way

"Why never saw you draw me a pair?"

Su Yan blinked.

Did not speak.

Bo Feng closed his eyes and consciously said something wrong.

Isn't this painting ‘him’?

Without saying anything, he just carried the painting and put it in the studio again.

He didn't want to see this painting.

Get angry at the first sight.

If he were Bo Feng, he would be very happy.

Unfortunately, he is not Bo Feng, he is Junyu.

Although, from a certain aspect, Bo Feng is also part of him.

But looking at it, I was still angry.

At noon today, in the sudden accident of the nurse.

Bo Feng's blood mixed with Su Yan's blood dripped into the raindrop crystal.

Woke him up.

When he woke up, he found that Xiaoguai was sleeping obediently in his arms with his eyes closed.

What else is more happier than this? ?

After that, he merged the memory of the original Bo Feng.

I found that Xiaoguai was really accommodating to this Bo Feng.

Probably to enjoy this treatment.

I also want to see when Xiaoguai can find out that he is a matter of Junyu.

I never said.

Get along with her as Bo Feng.

Now, when I saw Xiaoguai's self-portrait painted by Bo Feng, I thought she had never painted herself.

I couldn't hold back.

I eat my own jealousy.

She painted very well, no, very well.

So much so that he looked at the painting, and it was not pleasing to his eyes.

Su Yan didn't know if he didn't understand what he was saying or what, so he didn't ask him.

Even after walking out of the studio, the suffocation just now disappeared.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, Assistant Xiao Zhang walked in with two chefs.

There are also freshly collected seafood and other ingredients.