my little sir

In the past few days, Mr. Xiao has been creating in the studio of the warehouse when he has time, and the sketch has already drawn a rough prototype.Mr. Xiao is very serious about painting. He revised it over and over again, and then blended and colored it.

Wen Qiling became more and more upset. Although Mr. Xiao was either in the store or at home these few days and had no "private meeting" with Ye Junwen, seeing Mr. Xiao painting for Ye Junwen so seriously, his heart filled with unhappiness.

Wen Qiling stood behind Fang Yimin with her arms folded, knowingly asked, "Why did you suddenly start drawing again? Did you give it away?"

"Can't I just draw and play by myself?"

Mr. Xiao became more and more dishonest. He clearly painted it for Ye Junwen, but he still refused to admit it.

Wen Qiling walked over, leaned over and hugged Mr. Xiao, ignoring the other party's struggle, and whispered in his ear, "I want a picture too."

Fang Yimin held the paintbrush in his hand, afraid of throwing the paint on the canvas, he could only shrug his shoulders to make people let go.In the end, he sighed helplessly, and said very perfunctorily, "I have time to draw for you."

"Really, then it's settled." Wen Qiling's eyes curved into a smile, and then he slowly let go of his hand.

Fang Yimin snorted coldly in his heart: I will draw you a big mango with lemon coconut!

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The painting given to Ye Junwen took a long time, and it took more than a month to complete.

This month, Mr. Wen didn't act like a demon, he just looked for opportunities to share the bed with Mr. Xiao every now and then.Mr. Xiao chose to bear the burden of humiliation for the sake of family harmony and world peace.

After all, in Wen Qiling's opinion, he put too much effort into this painting. If he didn't make amends and compensate Mr. Wen elsewhere, Ye Junwen might be the next one to be beaten.

It's already summer, and Mr. Xiao is wearing a lake blue long-sleeved shirt and a pair of black casual trousers. His whole body is whiter, and his waist is slim and his legs are long.

Good-looking is good-looking, but as long as Wen Qiling thinks that he is going to see Ye Junwen in a while, he will feel uncomfortable no matter what.Finally, he walked over and helped someone button up the unbuttoned neckline, then nodded with satisfaction.

"That's how it looks."

Mr. Xiao is waiting for the delivery today, and after delivery, he will no longer be threatened by Wen Qiling.So he gritted his teeth and didn't argue with Wen Qiling.

Ye Junwen learned that Fang Yimin's work was finished, so he didn't sleep well all night, so he came to the dessert shop early in the morning to watch.

When Fang Yimin got out of the car, he greeted him almost immediately, his face full of uncontrollable excitement. "Imin, you've worked hard."

Ye Junwen was already familiar with Fang Yimin, and Wen Qiling felt a little displeased when he heard the other party's kind address.The man unconsciously waved his hand towards him and said hello.

"Mr. Ye, you don't have to come so early, do you?" Fang Yimin smiled helplessly. Seeing his eyes searching for the paintings, he opened the trunk with a smile and took out the wrapped works.

"Oh, it's really hard work, I'll take it and I'll take it." Ye Junwen took the work carefully, avoiding everyone on the way.As if holding a fragile treasure in your hands, for fear of being knocked and damaged.

The work is only one meter long and wide, and it is brought together with an easel, not to mention there is no mounting.For the convenience of Fang Yimin, he directly wrapped it with large-scale drawing paper and brought it over.

Ye Junwen opened it gently and carefully, while complaining: "You are too casual, what if you hurt the painting? This is a work of art, not an art photo."

Ye Junwen fell silent instantly after lifting off the top drawing paper.He carefully admired the painting in front of him, and kept sighing in his mouth.

Wen Qiling was very familiar with this painting. He often went to see Mr. Xiao's paintings, and by the way, he said a few words, and said that the painting he gave to himself must be more stunning than this one.

Fang Yimin confronted him at the time: "Do you know painting? How do you compare which painting is more amazing?"

Wen Qiling was so angry that he wanted to splash paint, and when the little teacher blocked the painting in panic, he threatened the other party to come over to coax him.

Mr. Xiao used to eat soft and hard things, but now with his temper, he doesn't eat hard and soft things. He directly kicked himself out, and even locked the bedroom door at night.

Seeing the happy smile on Ye Junwen's face, Wen Qiling's heart was even more blocked.

Ye Junwen discussed with Fang Yimin while admiring the painting.

"Miao, your color and composition are wonderful." Ye Junwen's eyes are full of starlight, "On the left is the noisy and luxurious city, on the right is a vibrant forest and the silhouettes of a few animals, but it is covered with a layer of dust. Hidden in the dark behind the city, if you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it at all. The picture you drew is not a little bit calling for everyone to protect nature.”

Fang Yimin touched his chin, smiled and shook his head: "Don't over-analyze, it's not that deep."

"Wait, you must be hiding more than this one thing." Ye Junwen stepped back a few steps, stared at the whole painting carefully, then took a closer look, and said with a surprised face, "I can see it, behind it is Not having a face."

After hearing Ye Junwen's reminder, Wen Qiling realized that there was indeed a face hidden in the painting, which blended between the city and the forest, as if split into two worlds.

Wen Qiling had a bad premonition in his heart, and vaguely felt that Mr. Xiao seemed to be metaphorizing something.

"It's amazing, this painting is so beautiful." Ye Junwen's exclamation caused the surrounding shop assistants to stretch their heads to look together, "Look, this is clearly the eyes, right? Although it is a bit abstract, the light is just sprinkled Tears. And this, the black hole in this mountain range is the other eye, this little stream of light, is it also tears?"

The outsiders watched the excitement, and the shop assistants at the side didn't know painting at all, but after hearing Ye Junwen's words, they instantly felt that the painting was taller.

Ye Junwen narrowed his eyes as he spoke, and asked excitedly: "Who is the person hiding behind this? Why is he crying? Is he sad for the world, or for himself?"

Fang Yimin looked calm, and replied with a smile: "You think too much, how can it be so complicated, your imagination is richer than the author himself."

Ye Junwen couldn't get an answer, and sighed slightly disappointed.Then he hugged Fang Yimin with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's good to leave some room for suspense and imagination."

Ye Junwen's mouth was full of compliments, and the shop assistants at the side also praised the boss for his versatility.

Fang Yimin smiled embarrassedly. Although he somewhat disliked Ye Junwen's exaggerated praise, he kept smiling all the time.

Mr. Xiao was surrounded by everyone, and Wen Qiling stood on the outermost floor, isolated as an outsider.His eyes followed Fang Yimin, Mr. Xiao's face shone with a different brilliance, and his whole person was extremely dazzling.

Although the dazzling little gentleman in the center of position C has a calm expression, his eyes are full of confidence and pride.That was the capital and talent that once attracted him and made Mr. Xiao proud.

He felt that he should help Mr. Xiao regain his previous memory so that he could always smile like this.He must still like painting, his talent should not be buried.

Fang Yimin always felt a gaze fixed on him, turned his head to meet Wen Qiling's eyes, and quickly shook Ye Junwen's arm away, for fear that the other party would suddenly rush over and punch Ye Junwen.

But Wen Qiling just smiled at him slightly. Although the smile was a bit forced, he didn't intend to do anything anyway.

Ye Junwen carefully wrapped up the painting, and carried it all the way into his car.Ye Junwen just got the painting, so he is so excited that he has no time to thank Fang Yimin.

He laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and said happily that when he finished mounting the work, it would be exhibited in his gallery.When the time comes, invite the two of them to watch the art exhibition together, then thank Fang Yimin well, and treat them to a big meal.

Ye Junwen was waving his hands in the car, and before leaving, he suddenly stretched out his head and said, "Yi Min, you are really talented in drawing."

In fact, Ye Junwen only said half of what he said, and it doesn't matter whether he said the second half or not.Whether it was intentional or not, he glanced at Wen Qiling after speaking, then smiled and drove away.

Fang Yimin didn't take it seriously, and Wen Qiling on the side frowned slightly, bowed his head in thought and remained silent.

Today is a day off. Originally, Fang Yimin thought that Wen Qiling would work in his lounge. He saw that the other party had brought his computer in the morning, but Wen Qiling went out of his usual way and said that he had gone back first.

The rest day was quite busy, and when he finished his busy work in the afternoon, he suddenly realized that Wen Qiling didn't call him at noon, nor did he ask if he wanted to go back for lunch.

Shouldn't you be jealous again?It's okay to be jealous, as long as you don't try to silence it.Mr. Xiao thought heartlessly, let's think about it, he should be busy.

The little gentleman didn't expect that Wen Qiling didn't come to pick him up from get off work at night, and the other party insisted on coming in the morning, but he didn't drive, and now he didn't come to pick him up, so the little gentleman had to take a taxi back.

The sky was slightly dark, and the villa was very quiet. The quiet Fang Yimin suddenly became vigilant, and he suddenly wanted to go back to work overtime.

Uncle Zhao looked at Fang Yimin, who was about to turn around, and shouted: "Mr. Xiao, you are back."

Fang Yimin rolled his eyes at Uncle Zhao in his heart, and reluctantly walked into the house.

Uncle Zhao asked caringly from the side: "Have you had dinner, Mr. Xiao? You just came back, and you haven't eaten yet."

"He went out?"

"Yes, sir, just came back."

"I haven't eaten yet, let's eat together later."

Fang Yimin thought that Wen Qiling had something to do today, so he felt relieved.

During dinner, Fang Yimin realized that he had overestimated Wen Qiling's measurement.Wen Qiling ate without saying a word, with a haze between his brows and eyes, he almost wrote "I'm in a bad mood" on his forehead with an oil-based pen.

Fang Yimin immediately acted preemptively, first accusing Wen Qiling of insisting on going with him in the morning, but he didn't drive, and he didn't know to come to pick him up, and said that he couldn't get a taxi, so he stood on the side of the road for a long time.

Wen Qiling didn't show any guilt on his face, he looked up at Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao understood, nodded and left.

Fang Yimin thought: No way, no way, I won't be jealous again.Haven't had enough of Ye Junwen's jealousy for more than a month? !

[The author has something to say: Ordinary people: You draw really well.

Ye Junwen: Your drawing is amazing, abaabaabaabaaaba... (thousands of words are omitted above)

Wen Qiling: Hey, Officer Chen, are you free to come over with your sniper rifle?

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