[69 Book Bar - www.] "Lele, this is just an ordinary uncle, not important." Guan Shaopeng looked at Xiao Mo Shu with a half-smile.
"Oh!" Lele seemed not to be interested in this uncle either, "Where is Huanhuan?"
"Let's go, I'll take you to find Huanhuan." Guan Shaopeng turned around and said sorry to Xiao Moshu, then led Lele away.
Xiao Moshu couldn't help but feel excited when he looked at that little figure of Lele. Is this Yan Huan's daughter? Judging from her age, if Yan Huan's child had been born back then, she would have been about the same age.
Yan Huan followed Xiao Moqi upstairs. This was a very luxurious suite. It was in Western style. The biggest highlight was the wall-mounted bookcases on the east wall. There were neatly arranged books.
Yes. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dim lights of the city outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect the night view of Beijing to be so beautiful..."
"Is this your first time back to Beijing?" Xiao Moqi couldn't help but ask from the side.
"Yes, it's my first time back." Yan Huan nodded, "I've only heard of Beijing before, but never been to it."
"Where are you from?" Xiao Moqi asked standing behind her.
"Binhai, do you know this place?" Yan Huan looked back at him.
Xiao Moqi was slightly startled. The place she mentioned made him particularly friendly. He said, "I've heard of it, but I've never been there."
"That's a good place." Yan Huan looked at the tall man behind him, "If you have a chance, you can go there for a walk."
"Huanhuan, we must have known each other before, right?" Xiao Moqi looked at her, and the more he looked at her, the more familiar she became.
"Maybe!" She gave an ambiguous answer, "I have forgotten many things in the past."
"When I look at you, I feel very familiar." Just standing next to her gave him a very reassuring feeling. And the faint fragrance of her body made him feel so comfortable.
"Maybe it's fate." Yan Huan said, walking inside, "Can I go inside and visit?"
"Of course." Xiao Moqi followed her in, "This is my study room. In fact, there are more books here. I like reading. I always like to come here after get off work. I read books to pass the time. I can also be very fast. calm down."
She walked into his study room, glanced at the computer on the desk, and then went to the bookshelf nearby to pick up a book and read it casually: "Are you often restless?"
"Yes, what I am doing now is not what I like." Xiao Moqi said, feeling a little lonely, "Just like in the company, I don't like dealing with people that much."
"Then what do you like?"
"I like painting." Xiao Moqi said, his eyes lit up, "Huanhuan, are you willing to be my model?"
Yan Huan was quite surprised. She remembered the big boy who was locked in a white room and lying on the window sill, longing for the sky. She said, "Now?"
"Yes, now..." Xiao Moqi nodded firmly, "I suddenly want to paint. Are you willing to be my model?"
"Of course I do." Yan Huan said, but her hands and feet were a little unnatural, "Where can I sit..."
Xiao Moqi looked around and pointed to the window sill: "How about you sit there and look out the window." As he said this, he had already taken out his drawing board, brushes, ink and other things.
Yan Huan looked at the window sill and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he really sat down on the window sill.
"Can you take off your shoes?" He intuitively felt that Huanhuan must have a pair of beautiful feet.
"Okay." She took off her shoes, hugged her knees and sat on the windowsill, "Is this okay?"
"Okay, you don't have to worry about me." Xiao Moqi looked at her white toes and hesitated, "Just put in a position that is most comfortable for you."
She also felt fresh, hugging her knees and looking out the window. Her thoughts drifted far, far away, as if she was still in those days abroad, and she seemed to have returned to the time when she was under eighteen years old.
Later, she actually fell asleep. Even she didn't notice it. She hugged her knees and leaned against the window sill, and fell asleep quietly.
Xiao Moqi was still sitting and painting. The girl sitting on the window sill was wearing a long purple dress, and the lines drawn were so soft. The curtains fell, and the wind kissed them from time to time, blowing on her hair.
. stirred her black hair, and seemed to stir his heart. There was a pair of shoes beside her feet, and her small and delicate toes looked so cute.
He watched for a long time before continuing to paint. He concentrated on it, fearing that he would miss even the slightest trace of her. When the painting was finished, she was still asleep.
Xiao Moqi simply packed up his paintbrushes and then carried her to the sofa bed nearby to sleep.
He was now more certain that he must have seen her somewhere? Moreover, their relationship should be extremely close. The intimacy was revealed in his bones and he could not resist it. When he covered him with the quilt, he
I put away my things and quietly left the study.
By chance, his phone rang, and it was Xiao Moshu calling.
"Are you in the room upstairs?" Xiao Moshu asked as soon as the call came through.
"Well, yes." He replied and couldn't help but look at the study door.
"I'm coming up now..." Xiao Moshu hung up the phone before he could answer.
Xiao Moqi only felt that his brother was a little strange. He rarely interfered with what he usually did.
Sure enough, within five minutes, the doorbell rang. He went to open the door, and Xiao Moshu came directly in. Seeing that the living room was empty, he said, "Aren't you with Yan Huan?"
"Are you talking about Huanhuan?" The younger brother's face looked a little anxious, "Ashu, are you familiar with Huanhuan?"
Xiao Moqi did not answer directly, only said: "Where is she?"
"I was painting just now, and she fell asleep while sitting. She is falling asleep in my study now," Xiao Moqi said.
After listening to Xiao Mo's book, he accurately found out where the study room was. As soon as he opened the door, Yan Huan was still lying on the sofa bed, and opened his eyes as if he had been woken up by force.
As soon as she opened her eyes and saw Xiao Moshu, her lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Mr. Xiao, you're here too..."
Xiao Moshu knew this girl very well. From the first moment she came back, she must have had a purpose.
"Ah Shu, Huanhuan is my friend. I invited her to come and sit down. What can I do for you?" For some reason, Xiao Moqi didn't like to see Mo Shu looking at Huanhuan's expression, let alone Huanhuan.
The light that flashed in his eyes just now.
Xiao Moshu came to his senses and said to his brother: "My parents have been looking for you. Seeing that you left so early, they are very worried about you."
"You know I never like such occasions." Xiao Moqi replied, "There is nothing to worry about."
"I won't disturb your brother's chat, Ah Qi, I'm leaving first." Yan Huan said, getting off the sofa bed.
"I'll see you off, it's very late now." Xiao Moqi said.
"Aqi, your driver's license has never been passed, remember?" Xiao Moshu reminded her at the right time, "I'll see her off!"