Cai Xukun is very wrong today.
The man's eyes were erratic, as if he was hiding something from her.
xiamengBe honest, what did you do?
Cai Xukun blinked his eyes and coughed twice.
Xia Meng curled her lips.
He devoted himself to his own design draft.
After the draft was completed, Xia Meng handed it over to the people in the design department for scanning.
The man was still working, holding the black gold pen in his hand, and signed his signature smartly.
Xia Meng stared blankly.
Unconsciously, he began to outline the outline of the man on the paper.
The man's charming eyes and sexy full lips have become a pleasing painting under her pen.
Xia Meng drew intently, and the unconscious man stood behind her.
Cai Xukun curled his lips slightly, hugged her slender waist from behind, and kissed her ears.
A heat wave made Xia Meng tremble.
xiamengMine is... an upright painting!
Cai Xukun laughed softly.
Hearing the laughter, Xia Meng's bones were about to crumble.
caixukunOK, you're right.
caixukunMeng Meng, can you send it to me after painting?
Xia Meng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Xia Meng focused on drawing on the paper, not noticing that Cai Xukun's eyes were deep.
The last one was done, Xia Meng said happily.
xiamengYou have to frame it!
Cai Xukun smiled doting.
Then, the man seemed to have thought of something and hooked his lips slightly.
caixukunSit down and I'll draw a picture for you too.
Xia Meng was surprised. Although she knew that her husband was versatile and omnipotent, she still had a little expectation and apprehension.
xiamengOK, draw me beautifully.
Cai Xukun painted very seriously.
He wanted to record every detail of her truthfully and without deviation.
So he drew for a long time, Xia Meng sat with a sore back and legs.
Cai Xukun stopped writing.
Looking at the beautiful girl on the paper, he smiled gently.
Xia Meng took Cai Xukun's painting and was really amazed.
Cai Xukun laughed out loud, his voice hoarse.
caixukunWell, you are so beautiful.
caixukunMengmeng... I have a present for you.
Xia Meng is more interested.
xiamengMr. Cai, what's the matter with you today? Are you so mushy?
Cai Xukun smiled helplessly.
caixukunYou're too romantic...
caixukunToday is Qixi Festival.
Xia Meng's expression froze on her face.
Cai Xukun smiled and took her hand to the rooftop.
What caught Xia Meng's eyes was a sea of fiery red flowers.
I can't count how many roses there are all over the rooftop.
Xia Meng was almost drowning in Cai Xukun's tenderness.
The breeze blew, and the nose was full of flowers and the smell of love.
caixukunHappy Qixi Festival.
Xia Meng returned a big smile.
xiamengHappy Qixi Festival, Mr. Cai.
xiamengFrom now on, every Qixi Festival, we have to spend together.
Cai Xukun was silent for a moment, then nodded.
That night, Xia Meng and Cai Xukun stood on the rooftop, listening to Xia Ye's insects and looking at the quiet galaxy.
Happiness is like this...
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zuozheThis chapter is also the text, and there is a plot connection with the following.
