"Draw, I know what to draw!"

Lu Jinghan smiled helplessly: "Is this inspired? What do you want to draw?"

Xia Xiaomu had already picked up the pencil and drew the basic outline on the canvas: "Chasing."

It was not too late, so Lu Jinghan simply leaned against the bed and hugged the computer to handle the work.

As soon as they became busy, both of them forgot the time. After all, they were tired after helping each other, and Lu Jinghan gradually became sleepy. He looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Xia Xiaomu had completely devoted herself to painting, her small body stood in front of the easel, her bright eyes were as if burning on fire, and she was focused on enthusiasm.

There is no intention of sleeping.

Lu Jinghan picked up a coat and walked over, put it on him: "Do you have to paint for a long time?"

Xia Xiaomu didn't even twist her head, and nodded, replied to him: "Don't worry about me, you go to bed first."

"I won't sleep now, will I get up tomorrow morning to attend class?"

After all, in the freshman year, Xia Xiaomu's courses were very tight.

"I won't go anymore. I have submitted the final works of several painting classes in the morning, and I will not fail the exam even if I miss it."

It seems like this, I am preparing to paint all night long.

Lu Jinghan didn't know how to draw. When he first came back, Xia Xiaomu wanted to help him with a picture of inspiration and depression. Is there any way? After finally getting inspiration, he couldn't bear to urge him to sleep.

He went downstairs to the kitchen, and in the refrigerator he found a box of octopus balls that Aunt Wang had roasted at home, took out a box of sesame bean paste snacks, and got a glass of milk.

It was heated together in the microwave, put it in a tray, and brought it to the second floor.

Xia Xiaomu, who was painting, suddenly handed a hot, fragrant, round octopus ball to her mouth.

“There is something delicious!”

He shouted in surprise and bite it: "It's just right."

At that time, Lu Jinghan lay on his side and forced himself to hold him in his arms, but he did not let him hide, but he started to do it with great gentleness and carefully caressed him, which made him unable to help himself twice.

The body was so void that it swallowed the octopus balls in just a few seconds.

Lu Jinghan put another bamboo stick in it, blew it, and handed it to Xia Xiaomu's mouth: "Eat slowly, be careful that indigestion and stomachache will hurt."

The chubby meatballs were flattened in the sides of the chopsticks, and there were green seaweed powders sprinkled on them, which smelled delicious. Xia Xiaomu didn't care about it at all and swallowed it in one bite.

"It's okay. When we lived with Ningning, we went to the night market to eat crayfish and fried chicken legs in the middle of the night."
Chapter completed!