When Lu Jianzhen treated the person he liked, he was really a lady who could not be more caring and gentle.

She quickly realized Jinli's anxiety and realized that she was abrupt: "Sorry, Jinli, I'm used to this way of greeting you. I'm really embarrassed to be shocked."

Jinli touched her face, reacted and showed a sweet smile: "No, I just don't have the habit."

After saying that, she learned Lu Jianzhen's actions and stepped forward and hugged her gently.

When the white and tender cheeks rubbed towards him, Lu Jianzhen felt that his heart was soft.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroked Jinli's hair. For the eighteenth time, she scolded Lu Qingyuan, the brat in her heart: You don't like such a soft and sweet girl?

What's the use of having your eyes?

Lu Jianzhen led Jinli all the way to the house.

Instead of taking her to the living room, she went straight to the studio on the second floor.

As soon as he came in, Jinli couldn't help but open her eyes wide.

It is not so much a studio, but a small gallery.

Paintings of all kinds of colors are displayed here, Jinli's eyes swept over and paused in one place.

That was a twelve or thirteen years old.

He was wearing a white bathrobe and sitting on the carpet holding a book, looking down at it carefully.

The short black hair is soft and soft on the forehead, the hanging eyelashes are long and thick, and the side face is incredibly delicate.

It makes people eager to see him turn around.

Jinli couldn't help but get closer.

She raised her head, looked at the painting, and looked at it carefully for a long time: "He is so beautiful."

Lu Jianzhen couldn't help laughing. She nodded seriously and agreed with Jinli's words: "Yes, he is among the people I have seen in my life, and the second one made me feel inspired."

Jinli subconsciously followed her words and asked, "Second? What about the first one?"

Lu Jianzhen did not answer.

Jinli looked up in confusion and met the other person's gaze.

She suddenly understood.

"First, is it me? Mrs. Lu." Jinli pointed at herself with joy.

Lu Jianzhen nodded: "Yes, when I saw you the first time I saw you, I felt that you were a gift from the God of Beauty to this world."

When Jinli heard Lu Jianzhen's affirmative answer, she was very happy and a little confused: her beauty is not a gift from a beautiful god! Even so, it was a gift from the father of Heaven to this world.

The artists' perceptions are all keen. Lu Jianzhen felt Jinli's entanglement and asked, "What's wrong with Jinli?"

Jinli put aside the little entanglement and looked up at the painting: "I'm very curious, who is the person in this painting? I really want to see him."

Lu Jianzhen said with some amusement, "Look at it carefully."

Um?

Jinli looked at her in confusion, then took a look?

Is it someone you know?

This time, she looked at the painting more carefully.

This eyebrows and eyes really look familiar.

But, who is it?

Jinli turned around the people she knew in her mind, but she didn't match her.

If I had seen such a beautiful boy, Jinli felt that she would never forget it.

Knock knock knock knock knock.

The door of the studio was knocked.

"Please come in." Lu Jianzhen said.

A tall figure walked in.

Jinli subconsciously looked over and was about to call someone, but her eyes stopped.

Her eyes swept between the eyes of the visitor's eyebrows and looked back at the painting.

I confirmed it three times back and forth.
Chapter completed!