Wife Please Be Obedient

Techniques can only be understood in many cases, not in words.

Anyone can pick out what is wrong, even a layman can tell it at a glance, but when there is no problem, the rest is up to the individual.

Everyone has different understanding, different things in their bones, and different things drawn.

Imitation can only get its shape, not the charm.

It took Qin Guanglin a lot of energy to get Sun Wen away from him, not because he didn't want to teach, but because he couldn't teach.

He is imitating Chen Rui's style, trying to figure out Chen Rui's brushwork from the details, and then figure out the style that suits him.

It's like practicing calligraphy. In the beginning, I imitated famous copybooks for two years. Although the analogy between Chen Rui and famous artists is a bit inappropriate, he is undoubtedly very professional in comics.

The kumquat lemon in his hand was slowly drunk, making a squeaky air, Qin Guanglin threw the empty cup into the trash can, and wiped his hands with a tissue to continue working.

"Why are you still here?" He drew twice and stopped to look at Jiang Lingling.

"Look at the gangster's demeanor." Jiang Lingling shook the unfinished bubble tea in her hand, "wait for the drink to finish before working."

Qin Guanglin shook his head without saying a word.

As long as he could not learn, he had said this several times, and he didn't bother to say it again.

"Boss, your phone seems to shake."

After a while, Jiang Lingling pointed to the phone on the table to remind him.

"Oh, thank you." Qin Guanglin scribbled on the drawing board a few more times before picking up the phone and turning it on to see what the **** was sending.

"I will go to your house tonight for a meal."

He did not hesitate to press the keyboard to reply, "Okay, what do you want to eat? I will make it for you."

"Just light."

"Roger that."

Why didn't he know that he was at work, without saying more, Qin Guanglin put down his phone to think about the recipe for the evening, and then started drawing.

After painting twice, he stopped and tilted his head for a moment.

Why not lie down at home for a day yesterday.

Come over for dinner tonight.

It seems... the stomach hurts when it was 520 last month?

Counting the time, it is likely that the thing is coming again, no wonder I looked listless yesterday.

The case was solved.

Qin Holmes Guanglin was refreshed, and no more running at night!

Even if he let him run by himself anyway, he could find a place to get up and fight the landlord before returning.

Thanks to the creator... No, I don't know if she is still in pain, Qin Guanglin picked up the phone and sent her a message.

"Does the stomach hurt?"

"How do you know?" Why be a little surprised.

"Of course I know you well." Qin Guanglin smiled triumphantly.

I checked this stuff on the computer for several days last month, but I didn’t know that it was strange. It would cause backache, fatigue, sleepiness, and excitement.

Well, I didn't notice Yi Irritable, only noticed a little fatigue.

"Very careful, there will be mysterious surprises when you come back."

Why didn't the news sent make him stunned, a mysterious surprise? what is that?

"What mysterious surprise?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help asking.

"I said it was a mysterious surprise and I asked, if I tell you, can I still be called a mysterious?" Why not add a rolling eye expression at the back, expressing contempt.

"Fine."

"Are you looking forward to it?"

"look forward to."

"Then come back early after get off work."

"it is good."

Qin Guanglin took the cellphone and read the phrase "come back early from get off work" several times and couldn't help but smile.

It seems to be living together.

A little subtle happiness.

Putting the phone aside and continuing to work, his work efficiency has improved a lot in an instant, swish and drew the rest of the day, packed up his things early and waited until the end of get off work.

At five one, Qin Guanglin immediately stood up and greeted Sun Wen, "Get off work, let's go."

"You go first, I have to stay a while." Sun Wen was still busy with his paintbrush, "Work overtime."

"Work overtime?"

Qin Guanglin felt baffled. When does this company need to work overtime?

He leaned over and took a look. Sun Wen was not painting the color, but ticking the line draft on the paper. He didn't ask any more, "Then I will go first."

"Well, go ahead." Sun Wen nodded.

There is nothing to do when a person goes back alone, and he is idle when he is idle, so it is better to stay here for a while.

Qin Guanglin took the bus for half an hour. After getting off the bus, he walked back home a bit quickly. As soon as he opened the door, he saw why he was talking to Qin Ma at the table.

Ma Qin held a magnifying glass in one hand and a solid wood paperweight in the other. She was explaining what to do, and she kept nodding her head to the side. Hearing the sound of Qin Guanglin coming in, they turned their heads and looked around at the same time.

"Go cooking." Qin Ma raised her head to the kitchen and continued to look at her baby paperweight.

"The vegetables are bought in the kitchen." Why not say, continue to mutter to Qin Ma.

"..."

Qin Guanglin glanced at them, and his back felt cold.

What's the matter with such a natural look?

He put down his bag half-happy and half-worried, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands and start picking vegetables and making vegetables. Why didn't he end the chat with Qin Ma when all the vegetables were washed and ready to be cut, and he slowly leaned over the door frame and watched him smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help asking.

"The way you cook is so charming." Why not have your eyes crooked, gently swaying your body and watching him continue to laugh, "I'm a nympho."

"……mom."

Qin Guanglin called after looking at her.

Why was she taken aback, turned her head subconsciously, and saw nothing. Qin Ma had just returned to the bedroom and had not come out.

"It's skinned, right?" She turned her head and glared at Qin Guanglin.

"I thought you weren't afraid." Qin Guanglin snickered, "It's okay, the door will ring when she comes out, you continue to be idiot."

"What do you spend? I'm a supervisor. I will supervise you to work hard."

"That one……"

Qin Guanglin cut the vegetables and thought for a while, "Isn't it just me cooking in the future?"

When I saw them just now, it seemed that they were about to change into this rhythm, which was not enough.

"You want to fry every day, but no one wants to eat every day." Why not wrinkle his nose.

Qin Guanglin breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good..."

"At most six and a half days a week, twenty-eight days a month is enough."

"...Is this different from doing it every day?"

"Don't you want to do it?" Why can't he help laughing when he saw him with a bitter face, this fool took it seriously.

"I want to eat your dishes even more."

"Then wait for you to cut it, I'll fry."

"No, as long as you don't discuss it so that I can do it every day." Qin Guanglin mumbled when they saw them together, and didn't know why.

"By the way, what about mysterious surprises?" He suddenly remembered this. "Let me see how mysterious it is."

"Surprise?" Why not smile very strangely, "You have to go to my side to show it to you."

"Go to your side?" Qin Guanglin was even more looking forward to it, his hand movement accelerated a lot, "Hurry up after eating, let me see what the surprise is."