————Written in the previous chapter———

Liu Cheng stepped on the moonlight and prepared to return to the Kuway message. After walking a few steps, he turned toward the apartment that Wang Weiru rented.

It is also in Zijing Huating, not far away, and it is just five or six minutes away.

He walked into the building under the moonlight, and did not make a phone call, but took out the key and opened Wang Weiru's small apartment.

This is a two-bedroom apartment with a partition between the living room and the dining room, and a bathroom is sandwiched between the master bedroom and the second bedroom.

Two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom.

There are several pots of green ivy on the partition, and two pots of broad-leaved flowers are placed on both sides of the TV. As soon as you enter the door, there is a pure white shoe cabinet, which is a newly added object.

The moment Liu Cheng opened the shoe cabinet, his brows frowned.

Of course, it wasn't because I saw men's shoes or something, but because the shoe cabinet was two layers above and below, with a layer of painted paper on it.

He opened it and saw that it was full of portraits of Liu Cheng, with sketches and oil paintings.

On the dining table in the restaurant, there is a painting hanging on it, with Liu Cheng on it. A few simple strokes actually express Liu Cheng's maturity and youthful temperament to the fullest.

It's just a little bad, and the eyes are a little unruly.

I am obviously a very gentle person! Liu Cheng thought so.

The whole house has a bright window. It seems that Wang Weiru is also a very clean person. There is an easel on the balcony, full of Liu Cheng's face, and there are all joys, sorrows, sorrows, and happiness.

Liu Cheng scratched his head and glanced at the master bedroom. There was no one inside. Instead, the lights on the second bedroom were on. He slowly walked over and saw Wang Weiru holding a paintbrush and carefully drawing a painting on the easel.

The painting finally changed a different look, but Wang Weiru herself.

In the painting, Wang Wei snuggled sweetly in a man's arms as if he was smiling.

Still Liu Cheng.

Angle issue, Liu Cheng didn't see himself at first.

"Where are you painting?" Liu Cheng tried his best to lower his voice and not scare her.

Wang Weiru shook his hand, and a stroke of the pen in his hand made a clear scratch, and a painting was completely ruined.

Wang Weiru stood up in a daze and said, "Ah, you are here. I don't know and I haven't cleaned up. Look at the mess in this house, you're laughing at it."

Is it messy?

Two or three pairs of easels are indeed a bit messy, but very neat.

"I ruined a painting for you." Liu Cheng looked at the painting with a pity. There was a mirror in front of Wang Weiru, outlining the lines of his face. With this stroke, the whole face was divided into two.

Wang Weiru smiled and shook her head and looked at the painting with some distress. It was the best painting she had painted recently, but she still said indifferently: "I'll just draw it again, practice your skills."

She looked down at herself and said quickly, "Wait, I'll take a shower first, my body is dirty."

"I'll use the computer." Liu Cheng nodded, turned on the computer, and glanced at it casually, always thinking that this painting could be saved.

He picked up Wang Weiru's pen and began to draw a few random strokes on the drawing.

The abrupt line was changed into a veil.

The overall style is ancient and looks quite harmonious.

Wang Wei was very quickly washed away. She walked into the second bedroom with a fragrance and saw Liu Cheng drawing casually on the drawing board.

"You can still draw." Wang Weiru's face was very wonderful. Looking at Liu Cheng's serious appearance, he looked at the abandoned painting, and he had changed his appearance.

Liu Cheng put down the pen in his hand, nodded and said, "I drank some wine and my hands were unstable. I can draw a little bit."

Liu Cheng’s little bit is not that simple. When he was in college, he listened to classes at the Academy of Fine Arts for three years. Later, when Tian Zifang was engaged in art, he also spent a lot of effort.

When Han Zeyu was in military training, he targeted the colorful art students. Liu Cheng suggested that Han Zeyu learn art from him and mix some art cells before going.

Unfortunately, Han Zeyu has always been unwilling to learn craftsmanship.

However, he has not finished painting this painting. This is an ancient style painting with Wang Weiru's phoenix crown and red robe, and he is the top scholar's uniform.

"I've had some wine today, I'll go take a shower first." Liu Cheng sat upright and stopped his pen. He drew a veil in more than half an hour, and the rest did not move.

"Ah? OK." Wang Weiru lowered her head when she heard the word "drinking" and finally knew why Liu Cheng suddenly came here.

"Little fool, what are you thinking?" Liu Cheng rubbed Wang Weiru's face, probably thinking about it again.

Liu Cheng took a bath faster. He walked out of the bathroom in his pajamas. The whole house was cleaned up and the easels were gathered together.

"I've been learning to draw very hard recently." Liu Cheng thought he still had some appreciation for painting. Wang Weiru's current skills are enough to be an original artist in various game companies when he graduated.

Wang Weiru was praised, raised her chin and said with longing: "Well, I want to be a cartoonist! When you don't want me, I won't starve to death."

Liu Cheng nodded. The existence of this relationship between them was entirely determined by Liu Cheng. When Liu Cheng said he would not play any more, Wang Weiru might not even have a place to stay.

It's a good thing to have a sense of crisis.

At least Wang Weiru has given up on the idea of ​​getting a flip and has begun to concentrate on professionalism.

Liu Cheng said truthfully: "Are you a cartoonist? Then I have to send you to Japan. If you draw comics in China, you won't make any money."

You are reading some writing, I am reading some comics, and we finish writing some drawings, but none of them belong to us.

It's really sad.

Wang Weiyi thought about it and shook her head and said, "Is it Japan? I didn't think so far. I have to do my basic skills first and then plan it."

"It's OK." Liu Cheng nodded and picked up the water cup. It was warm water. The water that Wang Weiyi had just poured for him.

He thought for a while and said, "I took a class for one day today. I planned to write at night, but it was so late. I didn't want to stay up late, so I came over and sat down."

"If you have trouble with Yan Haoqiang, I can solve it."

Wang Weiru sat next to Liu Cheng, feeling a little uneasy. Suddenly, he thought of each other's relationship and turned over and stepped on Liu Cheng's body.

She kept Liu Cheng's neck like an octopus and said, "I didn't know it was Yan Haoqiang's team before I went there, but I only realized it when I arrived."

"He is so naive. What does it have to do with me whether he takes a female companion?"

"I'll deal with it myself. I'll be a child. I'll fade in a few days. Can a rich second generation still be a dog licking? He won't be ashamed if he tells it."

Liu Cheng still said seriously: "If you really feel troublesome, call me."

Wang Weiru sat up straight, suddenly felt a sense of heat, and then softened in Liu Cheng's arms. He leaned against Liu Cheng's shoulder, poked Liu Cheng's beautiful side face, and asked with a smile: "Didn't you let me contact you on your own initiative?"

"One code is the same as one code." Liu Cheng pinched Wang Weiru's smooth little face and said with a smile.

He thought about it and took the initiative to cross a dividing line: "If you have something to do, you can still call me."

"Okay." Wang Weiru poked his head and kissed Liu Cheng's cheek, then held Liu Cheng's cheek with great enthusiasm and began to drive straight in.

"My aunt... is leaving." She said with great enthusiasm.

Liu Cheng asked with a smile: "Then I want to give a gift?"

"Hate, you don't know what it means!" Wang Weiru gently patted Liu Cheng's shoulder: "Don't worry, I can take medicine."

Of course Liu Cheng knew what it meant, but he thought about it and said, "Take medicine is not good for the health."

"Dad, can you hold me up?" Wang Weiru suddenly made trouble and murmured in Liu Cheng's ear.

Dad? Liu Cheng suddenly shuddered, full of doubts.

"Jinzhu-Dad-Dad, would you please carry me to the bed?" Wang Weiru said with his legs wrapped around Liu Cheng and his face was flushed.

It was a shame to say, but she still thought of ways to make Liu Cheng remember more about herself.

Wang Weiru yelled and was picked up by Liu Cheng. She said softly: "You know you are in a loss."

"You know that a student from an art school now only needs 8,000 yuan per month. If you give me 20,000 yuan and rent a house, you don't even come three or five times a month. Isn't it a loss?"

"Actually, I offered 20,000 yuan to ask you to bargain. Who knew you agreed directly? It's really, wealth-big-angry-bad."

To be honest, this is the first time Liu Cheng has played this kind of thing in two lives and has no idea about the market.

"So, I can take medicine." Wang Weiru explained that he provided the service himself, Liu Cheng spent money to enjoy it, and he also paid nearly three times the money, so he was involved in the matter.

"Forget it, taking medicine is not good for your health, so it's better to stop the elf." Liu Cheng thought about it carefully and said seriously.

"You are really a good person." Wang Weiru suddenly hugged Liu Cheng tightly, and hugged him tightly, as if he was about to melt in Liu Cheng's arms.

When Liu Cheng came to the master bedroom, he scratched his head and said, "And you don't have to practice yourself in the future. I don't have that kind of habit."

Wang Weiru turned over and entered the quilt, revealing only one smooth long legs, and said with a smile: "It's just a little fun between beds. If you ask me to call me outside, why don't you call me?"

"Look, you're beautiful."

"Come on!" Wang Weiru's eyes were as charming as silk.
Chapter completed!