Gu Liangyan was not idle at home, and the gifts she promised Bai Xinyao appeared clearly on the drawing paper bit by bit.
"Yanyan, give it to you."
Li Jingyuan pushed the door open and handed the painting to Gu Liangyan like a treasure, with an expectant look on his face. Red, yellow, blue... The man's face was stained with dyes of various colors, which was a little funny but also a little cute.
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Gu Liangyan sighed helplessly, took the drawing and put it in a box aside.
Seventy, this is the seventieth painting that the man gave to Gu Liangyan. Li Jingyuan lost his memory and forgot many things, but he did not forget painting.
Seventy paintings, each one was painted for Gu Liangyan, and each painting was of Gu Liangyan.
"Do you like Yanyan?"
Seventy paintings, Li Jingyuan also asked the same question seventy times.
Gu Liangyan paused, then returned to normal in the next second. Li Jingyuan's painting skills were far superior to hers, and any painting he picked could become a treasure, so there's nothing wrong with that.
It's not that she doesn't like it, it's just that she can't like it and doesn't dare to like it.
"Yanyan doesn't like it, so I'll keep painting until Yanyan likes it!"
The man was lost for a second, and the next second he had regained his confidence and his tone was very firm.
With a "pop" sound, the paintbrush in Gu Liangyan's hand fell to the ground and rolled to Li Jingyuan's feet.
Gu Liangyan frowned unconsciously, leaned over to pick up the brush, but bumped into Li Jingyuan.
"I'm sorry, Yanyan, does it hurt?"
Li Jingyuan was completely like a child who had done something wrong. He looked at Gu Liangyan helplessly, with a face filled with self-blame. The next second, he blew the woman's forehead gently.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."
The warm breath hit her face, and the man's voice was a little low and hoarse, but it was indescribably bewitching. Gu Liangyan's body suddenly trembled. Run away! The woman only had this word in her heart, and she stepped back again and again, but she didn't know what she was doing.
His head was getting closer to the table.
With a muffled groan, Gu Liangyan's head hit the table hard, but the sound came from Li Jingyuan. The man's hand was between the woman and the table.
"you......"
Gu Liangyan looked at Li Jingyuan in astonishment, her voice trembling a little. Why? Why was he so... so nice to her?
"Yanyan is not afraid... Yuanyuan is here...it doesn't hurt."
Li Jingyuan lowered his hand lightly and rubbed Gu Liangyan's head tenderly. Although he couldn't form a sentence, his tone was particularly firm.
"Woman, as long as I am here, I will never let you get hurt."
"Gu Liangyan, don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Don't worry, I'm with you in everything, and I will definitely keep you and An'er safe."
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A rapid ringing of the doorbell brought Gu Liangyan's thoughts back to reality. Only then did the woman realize how ambiguous their actions were. She frowned in annoyance, pushed Li Jingyuan away, stood up and walked out of the room.
"Yanyan, wait for me."
Seeing Gu Liangyan leaving, Li Jingyuan quickly stood up and stalked after him.
Standing at the door is Liang Qiao.
Liang Qiao's arrival made Gu Liangyan feel uneasy. After lunch, Gu Liangyan directed Li Jingyuan to put away the dishes. Li Jingyuan did not refute and walked into the kitchen obediently.
"What happened?"
In order to avoid leaking Li Jingyuan's whereabouts, several people reached an agreement in the previous meeting to try not to visit Li Jingyuan in the villa.
But this time Liang Qiao's appearance suddenly made Gu Liangyan feel uneasy.
Shangjing, Imperial House, distinguished box
Dihao House is the largest and most luxurious bar in Beijing. Most of the people who come in and out of the bar have some money. Even during the day, there is an endless stream of people coming to have fun.