What is this wonderful feeling of satisfaction?!

Li Xingruo inexplicably fell in love with the process of feeding him. He turned out to be a stinky younger brother who couldn't even take care of himself. How could this make his sister feel relieved?

Lin Lu: "..."

"I'll give it to you."

Li Xingruo was deeply shocked by him like this. Under the bright sunshine, some emotions seemed to rise in her heart.

"Are you sending it to me?"

Lin Lu looked at this picture for a long time, then quickly walked to the bicycle and took his oil painting box.

"I can sleep peacefully!"

"Aren't you hungry?" Li Xingruo asked.

But Lin Lu moved faster, and the two of them were attacking and defending like a basketball court. No matter how she changed directions, she couldn't see what Lin Lu was hiding, which made her feel more and more anxious.

Li Xingruo felt sleepy, so he sat on the picnic cloth, stretched out his beautiful and slender legs naturally, and pulled the hem of his skirt with his little hands to prevent it from being blown open by the wind.

"So reluctant! I won't give it to Sister Xingruo! Give it back to me!"

"Hurry up and show me what you're hiding, sister!"

Lin Lu seemed to be able to hear what she was thinking. He was still concentrating on painting, but he said softly:

"No, the inspiration must be coherent. Sister Xingruo, let's eat it first. I'll eat it after I finish the painting."

"What, you want to give me flowers?"

"Then why didn't you sleep well?"

After Lin Lu started writing, his entire mental temperament underwent a huge change, and he became extraordinarily focused and serious. It was precisely this concentration that gave him a certain charm unique to mature men.

"Sister Xingruo, just don't jump on me."

"Well, you gently..."

"Pee!"

"6!"

I don’t know how long it took, maybe an hour? Lin Lu spoke: "Sister Xingruo, come back and take a rest."

"Sister Xingruo could use more adjectives."

"Then let's do it."

Li Xingruo went to the basket of his bicycle to get the dry bread and water he bought together in the morning. He also sat cross-legged on the picnic cloth, tearing open the packaging of the bread and watching him paint.

"What are you thinking about?"

What kind of reason is this!

"...Then who else would it be?"

"Eat in such a hurry, I might choke you to death."

"Momo and Yanyan are very cute, okay."

"Sister Ice Cream, don't let my stupid sisters get you infected!"

"Then I will gently..."

Lin Lu spread a picnic cloth on the lawn, then opened his oil painting box, took out the drawing board, and arranged it on the canvas.

When he said this, Li Xingruo felt that it was easier to accept leaning on him than him carrying her up the mountain.

"...Because there are mosquitoes!"

"Then I ran away!"

Although his thoughts were like waves, his expression still tried his best to pretend to be calm.

Nurture ~ Nurture ~!

"Hmph, my sister said that no one will send flowers in the future. Since it is your intention, then I will reluctantly accept it!"

Li Xingruo also experienced the hard work of being a model. Her good sister really tried her best. He couldn't even move, but she remained motionless, and her buttocks were sore from sitting there.

"Not yet. Sister Xingruo, please come back soon."

"For so long, I thought you were lost."

"Hmph, you are so beautiful!"

Lin Lu said that he was about to snatch it back, but she hid the flower behind her back just like he did just now, with a bright smile on her face.

"snort."

Even though he was mentally prepared, when this beautiful bunch of peonies in full bloom appeared in front of his eyes, Li Xingruo's heart still beat wildly, and he thought about a lot at this moment.

"...I don't think about anything!"

Lin Lu looked at her with his hands behind his back and smiled, and asked, "Has Sister Xingruo ever collected flowers?"

"...can I move?"

Excellent painters have strong image memory capabilities, not to mention Lin Lu. After the basic outlines, colors, etc. are completed, there is no need for Li Xingruo to continue sitting. Of course, it is better to sit still, but he also feels distressed.

Sister.

"Sister, feed you."

Only then did Li Xingruo notice his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was hiding.

Li Xingruo snorted and ignored him. Then he ate the bread and quietly admired his painting.

She closed her eyes comfortably, and her soft breathing and heartbeat gradually became steady and long.

The thousands of acres of peony fields are beautiful, Lin Lu’s paintings are beautiful, and her sleeping face is even more beautiful.

The rain in April stopped in the brightness brought by the wind in May——

My brother, my wall, and my sister are probably sleepy when they fall in love with you...
Chapter completed!