"Cut,And asked why" romantic raised chin,"Of course, in this world,Girls who are more beautiful than your sister,But there are few,Your sister and I have our parents' excellent genes。
Lian Chenglan looked disdainful: "Okay, you better wash and go to bed early." ”The sister and brother talked for a while, and Lian Chenglan went back to his room.In the dead of night.Romance lies on the princess bed, tossing and turning, and can't sleep.Then, she thought that she had gone shopping today, and Ling Xingcan was back again, and she didn't paint a single sketch.Even if I pick up a paintbrush, I have no inspiration.Could it be that as long as Ling Xingcan is by his side, as soon as he enters her line of sight, his brain will immediately crash, a blank If this is the case, then it will be over, and the material will not be finished before the Spring Festival, will the senior carry a forty-meter knife, kill it, and the romance can no longer sleep, one turned over and sat up, and quickly put on thick clothes, went to her small study next door, secretly carried all the equipment for painting, and prepared to find inspiration under the moonlight When she walked in the evening, she felt that it was quite meaningful.I can't draw it in my room, so it's better to try my luck outside, and I won't be able to sleep anyway.But if you leave the house, it is too unsafe, and you will even wake up the family and romantically tiptoe to the garden, hang a pony lamp on the swing chair, and sit there at 45 degrees to look up at the night sky.When her brain had turned a thousand times and her paintbrush was about to be bitten off, she finally drew a few simple sketches after a few clicks.After finishing, she looked at the villa opposite, and the direction of Ling Xingcan's bedroom was distracted.I saw that there was a dim light, Brother Dacan, hasn't he slept Sure enough, the jet lag is not good, but at this time, suddenly a furry thing rubbed her feet, and suddenly, she was scared of a romantic spirit, and she "swished" and put her feet on the swing chair.Because the movement is too big, the swing keeps dangling back and forth.She lowered her head, followed the light of the pony lamp, and tried to find the little thing that was rubbing her feet.It was actually a romance who saw a snow-white Samoyed puppy, which was splitting its mouth, spitting out its red tongue, raising its little head, shaking its head at her, and twisting its little buttocks.Little Samoyed also jumped up and down excitedly from time to time, and seemed to want to make it to the swing chair.Knowing that it was this little thing, and not some rat or something, Romance naturally breathed a sigh of relief.She put her hands that were still clenched into fists, put her face on her chin, and squatted down with her eyes full of light, teasing the dog.Because, this puppy is so cute, I don't know which house it slipped out of, it's still a big night, the more "cage" escaped, she just stretched out her "claws" towards it, and the white little Samoyed immediately came over without recognizing it at all, licking her little finger."
Yo, little one, you're too familiar."
Romantic smile: "Do you know me, don't you be afraid that I will abduct you, put you in a cage and lock it, and don't let you go back to your master" Saying, she already couldn't put it down and touched the puppy's head, huh, the puppy's hair is so soft Oh At the same time, the puppy also drilled into her arms, as if it felt that the night breeze was cool, seeking her temperature.Romance simply picked up the little guy and stuffed it into his coat, only letting it pop out with a small head.In this way, she completely forgot the purpose of her own lantern to the garden.