The young wife's eyes suddenly raised up to look at him. Kou Qiu almost felt that she had seen the straight antenna on the other person's head, but only this was the only thing that she quickly lowered her head back, and even the earlobes turned red. Half a day later, the phone was pushed over again, [Hmm.]

Kou Qiu was almost melting his heart.

Shy, so cute.

He got used to the other person's style during the chat. He knew that she didn't like to talk, and was not surprised. He just smiled gentlemanly, handed over the milk tea he had bought in advance with a very elegant look, and said, "Are you thirsty?"

His young wife kept looking at the ground with a wrong eye and a good look. Until she heard him say this, she turned her eyes a little and took the milk tea from his hand.

It was still hot, with coconut fruit added inside, and a layer of snow-white macchiato on it.

【Thanks.】

The young wife wrote on her phone reservedly.

"It's okay," said the old cadre Kou, "You can't drink cold at this time? So I didn't add ice to you, do you still like it?"

After he asked, he didn't see the little girl answering. When he looked over, he realized that the little girl pursed her lips seriously, put her phone on, and was struggling with the straw. She seemed to have never used such a straw before. She finally removed the transparent plastic bag on her head, and began to trouble the short part again, pulling her left and right, and finally just took the flat end and tried to poke the milk tea.

"Why!"

Old Cadre Kou was so amused that he stretched out his hand and took the milk tea that was being tossed by the little girl, simply stretching the straw. Then, he poked hard, and the pointed end easily pierced the plastic film and pierced it into the cup.

Kou Qiu handed it to him, and couldn't help but smile and asked softly: "Have you drunk?"

Qin Yu tentatively put the straw into his mouth and sucked it, nodding embarrassedly.

Very sweet.

He stood beside this man, thinking silently.

It's so sweet that it's so sweet that it's so sweet that it's so sweet.

When the two entered the venue, there were already many people in the hall. There were people who stopped to appreciate each painting. The paintings were full of large chunks of colors, which were clearly messy, but strangely living together in harmony. The handwriting was either splashed or carefully depicted, like a colorful starry sky. Just looking at it, it seemed that it was about to fall into this endless vortex of color.

All the paintings have no names.

Kou Qiu himself was a student of the Academy of Fine Arts and was considered an insider. He stood before the sunset that was sinking into the sea for a long time, and he actually tasted the thrilling, almost tragic beauty from it. These paintings are undoubtedly gloomy, even if they depict bright scenery, the brushstrokes are also introverted.

The young wife's cell phone reached in front of him.

【like?】

"Well," Kou Qiu stared at the picture in a daze, "I like this one."

Such a sunset seemed to bring him back to the life when the general died in battle. The painful parting, the blood-like rays of light, and even the white waves on the sea were like white bones.

At first glance, it turned out to be a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

He hurriedly looked away, but felt a hand covering his own. When he looked up, the little girl held his hand firmly, with comfort in her eyes.

Kou Qiu's heart warmed up a little, and he smiled and shook his head. Holding his little hand like this, both of them couldn't help but blush. Someone was sweating a little, and his palms were so hot that they rubbed.

It seems to burn at any time.

"fine."

What does it matter? Anyway, he is still holding his wife's little hand now. His wife's hand must be soft, small and tender, such a cute girl—

Huh?

Kou Qiu felt it, and the expression on his face was a little unbroken.

What's going on?

Why does his cute little wife's hands seem to be bigger than him?

Kou Qiu thought in confusion, and in the end he could only attribute this to the explanation that "the white man has a larger skeleton." He coughed, even though he was a big hand, he didn't want to let go, "Look at the painting?"

The little girl nodded with a blushing face and tacitly pretended that she had forgotten that they were still holding each other.

The two of them looked over one by one, carefully reading Qin Yu's hard work. Old Cadre Kou spared no effort to praise his wife: "The painting is so good."

The little girl looked up at him quickly and lowered her head again. After a while, her phone was pushed over again, [Favorite?]

Kou Qiu opened his mouth and replied: "Sunset."

Second Young Master Qin seemed to be thinking.

He suddenly typed the bathroom three times. When Kou Qiu nodded, he immediately walked back along the gallery, stood in front of the sunset map and looked at it for a while, then made a little rude move and rolled up the sleeves of his skirt.

Start the move - open the tear.

This art exhibition was undoubtedly successful, with people coming and going, and several media were present. Only at the scene, many people asked to buy it, but the staff smiled politely and shook their heads and replied: "I'm really sorry, this painter's works will not be traded for the time being."

Just kidding, the Qin family is not short of this little money. Brother Qin is a brother-in-law. How could he hand over what his baby brother painted to outsiders?

Even if you exchange a thousand gold, the answer will not be sold!

The buyer clearly didn't believe it: "Don't sell? - Then what is that person doing? Is it demolishing?"

The staff turned around and saw a girl in a black skirt whispering to remove the sunset. All the paintings were protected and she couldn't take them off easily, and her lips were pursed tighter, obviously a little unhappy.

"Hey!" The staff hurried forward to stop him, "What are you doing?"

Blatantly destroying exhibitions, is it when they are all dead?

Unexpectedly, after seeing the girl's face clearly, the staff couldn't help but open their mouths, their legs became weak, and they almost knelt down for him. She stared at the face and said blankly for a long time: "Second Young Master?"

What's going on? Are you wrong?

Why did their second young master dress like this?

Qin Ershao pointed at the painting and looked at her. The staff came back to their senses from the shock and helped him take it down. He was a little hesitant, "You are..."

Crossdressing? Or cosplay?

Qin Ershao did not intend to explain the profound question of common topics to her. He held the removed painting and looked at it with satisfaction, then hugged it, his eyes shining brightly and like obsidian, and handed it to Kou Qiu excitedly.

A huge picture frame was stuffed over.

【for you.】

He quickly carried it back.

【I'll take it for you.】

Kou Qiu was a little surprised. He never expected that the other party said he was going to the bathroom and planned to deliver paintings to him. He blinked in surprise, and his heart couldn't help but feel softer. After thinking about it, he tiptoed on his toes and touched the girl's head, "Thank you."

He paused, and a smile in his voice, "I like it very much."

Qin Ershao, who was suddenly touched his hair, suppressed the impulse in his whole body and did not jump out to run around!

He reluctantly responded, his voice was very ambiguous, and Kou Qiu could not hear anything unusual. The two of them touched one place, and the sparks that came out were sweet. The system looked at the system and felt sour, and he wished he could urge them to get things done today.

But Qin Ershen also has the last gift.

He held Kou Qiu's hand tightly and took him to the corridor at the innermost part of the exhibition. There was a door there, with a sign that outsiders would not enter, so no visitors stepped in - until Kou Qiu stepped in, the lights inside lit up one after another.

The room is full of light.

Kou Qiu closed his eyes a little uncomfortable, and when he opened it again, his breathing would stagnate for a moment, one, two, three...

[Bad,] The system boy exclaimed, [So many of you!]

Yes, he is all over the room.

On every piece of drawing paper, he was the one who stood, sat, laughed or closed his eyes. He drew the pictures in the live broadcast, and his expression details were vivid. Kou Qiu stood in front of so many of himself, and was shocked in an instant and could not speak.

He never believed in it before, and the writings of those who like you are different.

But now I have to believe it.

Because he seemed to be glowing in every painting - the kind of love-filled light that would naturally shine without too much color transition.

“Small Island…”

Kou Qiu murmured, his heart shattered by the waves. The girl beside him raised her head and looked at him seriously for a long time. Then he suddenly put his face closer and lowered his head tentatively. Although his face was already red, his expression was extremely firm.

She covered her lips.

It was a slow kiss, but it gradually changed the taste. Everything brought by people with mutual hearts was beautiful, and this beauty gradually turned into popularity. I don’t know when the balloons swelled up.

Kou Qiu still had reason in his heart. Although his hands and feet were weak, he still reluctantly said: "Wait--"

His wife is a cute girl. Even if she is 1.8 meters tall and older than him, she is still a girl. If this situation continues to evolve, that's too sorry for her wife!

What's more, [I haven't learned how to rain yet!]

The system sounds louder than him.

[What did you say?] It shouted, [I listen - no - see -]

【...】

Kou Qiu then remembered that his voice would be blurred at this time. He tried to struggle, but someone pressed it tightly on the door panel, and a trace of doubt finally flashed through his heart.

Is the young wife a little powerful?

"It's really not possible," When the mouth finally got free, the old cadre Kou said with that little sober mind, "Xiaoyu, calm down--"

"Yangyang."

The voice of the person above was a little sour, as if he was about to cry.
To be continued...