Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Shen Lu quickly drove away those messy thoughts in his mind, and then prepared to start painting.

She was still painting a combination of still lifes, vases, fruits, and utensils. When she was halfway through the painting, Shen Lu saw that it was just a canvas covered with rough colors, and was stunned for a second or two.

Just now when Shen Lu was thinking wildly, some strange thoughts appeared in his mind, he begged and apologized to Shen Boxing anxiously, but in the end Shen Boxing still did not forgive her.

Before Shen Boxing took away Shen Lu's first painting, she always wanted to paint another one and exchange that one back.

Otherwise, give my uncle a painting?

As soon as this idea came out, Shen Lu couldn't stop the car anymore.She wants to give my uncle a painting that is not a copy.

Thinking of this, Shen Lu hurriedly finished the painting, and when she was about to return to Junting, she remembered that today is Friday, and she had to go back to Shen's house to accompany her mother.

Shen Lu was like a frosted eggplant, got into the car and went back to Shen's house.

On the way, Shen Lu was still thinking about what kind of painting to give to Shen Boxing, a unique painting that was only given to him.

In Shen's mansion, after dinner, Mrs. Shen told her what happened to Chen Yang next.

Because of the nature of his work, Chen Yang's uncle shielded Chen Yang many times, but the people Chen Yang bullied before were all petty bourgeois families, who didn't have much power and were powerless to resist.

This time when Chen Yang mentioned the hard board, Mrs. Shen did not intend to let his uncle go. Uncle Chen Yang was in his position and did not plan for anything. Give it down at the position.

Without Uncle Chen Yang's excuse, Chen Yang and his group are like mice exposed to the sun, with nowhere to hide.

Qiu Lin is also ready to file a lawsuit with the Chen family and several other companies. This time, Chen Yang and others must stay inside for a while to improve their memory.

After Madam Shen finished speaking, she touched Shen Lu's head with a smile, "These things have been arranged for you at home, so you don't have to worry about it in the future."

"Thank you, Mom." Shen Lu made up his mind, with a cute smile on his face.

"In a few weeks, is Lulu going to have a May Day holiday? Do you want to go out to play?" Mrs. Shen talked about other things, "Your father is going to take us out for vacation, where does Lulu want to go?"

Have a holiday?

Only then did Shen Lu remember that it will be May Day in a while, and there will be a short holiday.

She said hesitantly, "The teacher in the studio helped me sign up for the competition held by the Beicheng Painting Federation in June. I want to hone some skills."

Hearing Shen Lu's words, Mrs. Shen was secretly surprised that she could participate in the competition, and her mood of planning to take her out to play became a little weaker, thinking that she could also play during the summer vacation, and the competition was more important.

But Mrs. Shen still pretended to be regretful and said, "It seems that this vacation can only be with mom and dad."

Shen Lu smiled, "Mom and Dad have been to the two-person world, and I will disturb Mom and Dad when I go."

"You are clever." Mrs. Shen scratched Shen Lu's nose and laughed.

With Shen Lu at home, Mrs. Shen was very happy. Shen Lu wanted to paint an apology gift for Shen Boxing at home, so she called the teacher in the studio and said to practice at home.

The teacher knew that Shen Lu was a hardworking person, so he agreed without saying anything.

Ever since, Shen Lu stayed in the small garden all day on Saturday, with a picture book in front of him.

She has painted a lot of things on it, sometimes it is the pattern of the wallpaper on the wall, some are exquisite porcelain, and she has painted the whole castle, the details are depicted, it looks very beautiful.

But these were not the gifts that Shen Lu wanted to give to Shen Boxing. She thought hard for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what kind of painting she wanted to give him.

At noon, Mrs. Shen received a call from Shen Boxing.

"Ah Xing, what's the matter?"

"Shen Yunshen stays at my house and won't leave. Find two bodyguards and tie him back." Shen Boxing looked expressionlessly at Shen Yunshen lying sprawled at the door of his room after being drunk, his temples throbbing.

"Isn't he filming? Are you back?"

Shen Boxing sneered, "I'm back early."

Hearing Shen Boxing's tone, Mrs. Shen knew that Shen Yunshen was not going home and had been living in Shen Boxing's house. She was furious, "Wait, I'll have someone bring him back."

Shen Boxing's expression became indifferent, leaning against the door frame, he asked vaguely, "Is elder brother at home?"

"Here, do you want to find him?"

Shen Boxing replied vaguely, "I'll send him back."

"Alright, just have a meal at home."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Boxing put the phone in his pocket, glanced at Shen Yunshen from the corner of his eye, turned back to his room, put on a black coat, and dragged Shen Yunshen out.

Shen Lu didn't know that Shen Boxing was coming back, so she lay down on the small table, sighed and frowned for a while.

Without any good ideas, Shen Lu could only draw other things for the time being. She drew whatever she saw, and the brushwork under her hands became more and more familiar, with curves and blank space just right.

After she finished painting a piece of rose, Shen Lu packed up her things and went back to the bedroom.

It still kept the appearance of Shen Lu living in it, she subconsciously opened the drawer for the album, and when she put the album in, she saw a small thing inside.

That is a lighter.

The pattern on it is exquisite and beautiful, and the cold and hard metal lines shine brightly in the flickering sunlight.

Shen Lu looked at the lighter, and suddenly thought that after Shen Boxing ate her cake in one go, he gave her a cake with his own hands, and also gave her the best birthday present in the world.

Shen Lu picked up the lighter, opened the case, and only heard a light click, and the flame burst out and swayed gently.

Shen Lu looked at the cluster of flames, but in his heart Shen Boxing put the lighter in front of her, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his clear and stern face was imprinted under the firelight. At that moment, the uncle was more dazzling than the fire. It was deeply imprinted in my heart.

At this moment, the fire seemed to ignite Shen Lu's whole body, and it burned more and more vigorously, igniting the endless wasteland with a fiery temperature.

At this moment, Shen Lu knew what he wanted to draw.

She gripped the lighter tightly, closed the lid and took out the album, and simply drew a draft first.

Huahua has never come out of impatience, Shen Lu is well aware of this.

Deep in excitement, Shen Lu didn't hear the door being knocked, and naturally he didn't hear the door being opened either.

She is completely immersed in her own world, and with the black pen in her hand, she paints a scene that makes people feel desolate and suddenly hopeful.

Shen Boxing didn't go in, pushed the door open and stood outside, looking indifferently at Shen Lu who was sitting in the room under the sun, leaning over the table who didn't know what he was doing.

To be honest, Shen Boxing still has a wave of anger in his heart now, and he wished to grab Shen Lu and beat him up, so that she would know who to turn to when she encounters difficulties in the future.

Now I saw that Shen Lu was bathed in the sun, wearing a milky white long-sleeved skirt with a lotus leaf neckline draped over her shoulders, and the warm light fell on her body, covering her There was a layer of soft light, the fabric of her clothes was quite thin, from Shen Boxing's perspective, one could vaguely see the curve of Shen Lu's body, through the hazy fabric, it was enough to see the exquisiteness.

The expression in Shan Feng's eyes that fell on Shen Lu's body was extremely deep.

For a long while, Shen Boxing didn't speak, and walked away.

Not long after Shen Boxing left, Shen Lu finally put down his pen temporarily, looking at the faintly visible painting in front of him, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on her face.

When she paints it with colors, I don't know if my uncle will like it.

Shen Lu carefully put it in the drawer, and then heard a servant come to call her and invite her to dinner.

Shen Lu responded, and walked briskly towards the restaurant downstairs.

"You can be robbed of resources even when you are filming, you are really good at it!"

Before he reached the restaurant, Shen Lu heard Mrs. Shen's annoyed voice.

Shen Lu's footsteps became a little hesitant, he slowed down slowly, and glanced towards the restaurant.

But I heard a dissatisfied, clear male voice, "The grandson is not as good as me. He asked a rich woman to fight with me. What can I do?"

It's Shen Yunshen.

Shen Lu's shoulders relaxed for a moment, and he didn't want to disturb Mrs. Shen to teach Shen Yunshen a lesson. He wanted to sit in the living room for a while, and then went to have dinner after they finished talking.

Turning her head, she hit a wall

Shen Lu snorted, and touched his sore nose.

"Who is it?" Shen Lu murmured dissatisfied in an unconscious soft voice, and raised his head, the dissatisfaction suddenly choked in his throat, his red lips parted slightly, and he didn't react for a while.

"I haven't seen you for a day, and my uncle won't shout anymore?" Shen Boxing, who appeared behind her in a strange way, said indifferently.

Shen Lu was embarrassed, and took a step back. After standing still, he called out a little uneasy, "Uncle."

Shen Boxing lowered his eyes and saw that the tip of her upturned nose was slightly red, as if she had suffered some great grievance.

He hummed unhurriedly and walked towards the living room.

Obviously, he also didn't want to participate in the process of Mrs. Shen teaching Shen Yunshen.

Shen Lu saw him walking towards the living room, and hurriedly followed.

The two sat down, and the butler brought two cups of black tea.

Shen Boxing didn't take the initiative to speak, but only sipped the black tea lightly. Shen Lu raised the teacup and took a sip. When he lowered his head, Shen Boxing cautiously peeked at Shen Boxing with his bright apricot eyes.

Unexpectedly, Shen Boxing immediately noticed her little action, and her four eyes met, and Shen Lu's face turned red with that quiet gaze. She quickly looked away, and pretended to be calm, she drank black tea.

After a while, Shen Lu said, "Uncle...why are you back today?"

"I can't come back yet?"

"No, no, no!" Shen Lu shook his head like a rattle, feeling that whatever he said now might cause Shen Boxing's displeasure, he drooped his shoulders a little discouraged.

Annoyed, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Shen Boxing glanced at her depressed face, and finally felt that it was immoral for him to bully a little girl.

He said casually, "I have something to do with elder brother."

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现在

Shen Boxing: It's not good to bully little girls.

after

Shen Boxing: I am an adult, I can "bully"

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