"Brother, don't hide, I've seen it all." He Yufei smirked and walked to the door, "You little monk who has the guts to snatch me, don't you have the guts to see me?"

"Let me take it easy..." He Yuhuan adjusted for a long time before poking his head out of Pei Mingxuan's arms, "Aren't you at Auntie's house?"

"There are too many homework during the summer vacation, and my aunt's house is not big enough, so I moved back." He Yufei took a painting on the sofa, and showed it to the two of them as if offering a treasure, "How about the final homework?"

In the painting, Tantaiyue is fighting with the enemy on the battlefield, wearing battle armor and wielding a long spear, with a solemn and confident expression, like a wild goshawk on the desert.

"Very good." Pei Mingxuan gave a thumbs up.

"Didn't the school confiscate this time?" He Yufei's painting He Yuhuan has grown up since she was a child. This is her standard level. It stands to reason that she should win an award and be hung on the exhibition wall by the school.

"Don't mention it, I've been deducted a dozen or so pairs this year. I finally snatched it from my instructor." He Yufei put the painting back to its original place, and felt guilty when she saw He Yuhuan looking for suitable slippers in the shoe cabinet. He moved the paint on the floor to the corner, "Brother, you don't need to change your slippers, the house is a bit messy..."

He Yuhuan is the tallest in the family, and the shoe size is also the largest, and he really can't find any slippers that Pei Mingxuan can wear: "Okay..."

Pei Mingxuan walked into the small living room, and the vision blocked by his tall body instantly widened. Only then did He Yuhuan clearly see the scene in the room—on the white tiled floor, which was always cleaned and tidy, there were scattered waste paintings, bottles and bottles. Cans of paint and paintbrushes were placed on the ground in random clusters, and coffee tables and sofas were not spared. Various painting materials were scattered here and there, with a few bags of snacks mixed in between.

"Hey! Yu! Fei!" He Yuhuan picked up the ball of paper at his feet and threw it at He Yufei.No wonder I moved back, how can I still live in my aunt's house with this tossing method.

"As an artist, I need a messy environment to get inspiration!" He Yufei dodged neatly, and rushed into He Yuhuan's room. After a while, he poked his head out and gave Pei Mingxuan the "killer weapon", "Brother Mingxuan , protect me! I invite you to see my brother's photo, the one without pants!"

He Yuhuan had already brought the broom, and pointed at He Yufei with the broom handle: "Believe it or not, I'll send all your paintings to school."

He Yufei made a grimace: "I'm not afraid of you. Brother Mingxuan, you want to make the decision for me. My brother bullies me. As my brother-in-law... er, brother-in-law, you must protect my sister-in-law!"

He Yufei's surrender is a photo album, and Pei Mingxuan is flipping through it with relish. As she said, there are indeed many photos of He Yuhuan without pants in it - baby photos.

Pei Mingxuan: "Is there any more?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" He Yufei flipped out another book and offered it with both hands, "Brother, protect me!"

"Deal." Pei Mingxuan took the photo album, clamped it into the creaking nest, and grabbed the frantic He Yuhuan into his arms to restrain him, "My sister is still young and ignorant, forget it."

"I'm still young!" He Yufei flashed into her room, "Just do what adults do, kids don't know anything!"

Pei Mingxuan took the broom from He Yuhuan's hand, led him into the room behind him, closed the door, and sat on the wooden chair near the desk with him in his arms.

The desk had already been requisitioned by He Yufei, and there were a few semi-finished drawings on it. Pei Mingxuan moved them aside, put them in a photo album, put his arms around He Yuhuan, and flipped through them with relish.

"Don't look..." He Yuhuan's hands were firmly clamped, and he moved his shoulders. There is a lot of dark history about him.

Pei Mingxuan's smile became wider and wider. After flipping through the first photo album before the age of five, he opened the second one. He Yufei's figure appeared in this one. In several photos, the little He Yuhuan hugged his grandma Doll, with a lovely and gentle smile, looks like a good brother at first glance.

Turning another page, Pei Mingxuan's hand stopped. This is a photo taken in the waiting area of ​​a movie theater. He Yuhuan, who is about eight or nine years old, is held in his arms by his father, and his mother who is holding He Yufei is on the other side. Between the four of them was a movie poster, and in the picture was Pei Mingxuan in formal attire who had just begun to pull his hair out.He Yuhuan poked his head and rubbed his entire face against the poster, his mouth slightly pouted towards Pei Mingxuan's, while his hand covered He Yufei's face who was doing the same, like guarding the most precious territory .

"You want to kiss me at such a young age?" Pei Mingxuan smiled and kissed He Yuhuan's face.

He Yuhuan pulled out his hands with difficulty, and closed the album in embarrassment: "I didn't understand it at the time. I saw love and love and kissing and kissing in TV dramas, so I just learned it, and I didn't know the meaning of it."

"Understood now?" Little He Yuhuan disappeared from sight one by one, Pei Mingxuan turned his attention to He Yuhuan in his arms, kissed all the way along the side of the face, picked up the person, and gently placed him on the small single bed .

The sound of paper being pressed came from behind, and He Yuhuan quickly turned to his side and rescued the things on the bed—another stack of paintings.The top picture shows two handsome men standing opposite each other, their eyes staring at each other affectionately. Judging from their attire and hairstyle, they are exactly the drama version of Tantai Yue and Li Wei. There is a row of soft pens at the bottom of the picture Artistic words, which read "Recalling the Hunting of Spring".

He Yuhuan knew that He Yufei serialized comics on the Internet, but he had only seen original works on Weibo, and he didn't expect that there were other comics. Anyway, original manuscripts are very precious things.

"I'll tidy up the paintings first." He Yuhuan laid out the wrinkled paintings one by one on the desk, and took down the books on the shelf to compact them. However, as he saw the subsequent pages of the manga, his expression gradually changed.

On the sixth page, Tantaiyue catches up with Li Zan's horse in the hunting ground, and they turn on the horse and ride together. In the last scene, Tantaiyue kisses Li Zan's earlobe.

On the seventh page, Tantaiyue put his arms around Li Zan in front of him and said: "Your Majesty's riding skills are unfamiliar, and Rong Weichen will guide you a little bit." Then, he lifted the hem of Li Zan's robe.

He Yuhuan subconsciously felt that the content at the back was not suitable for display, so he didn't turn the pages, and directly brought the thickest English-Chinese dictionary, but Pei Mingxuan took a quick step and turned to the next page.

Hey!rain!Fei!

At this moment, He Yuhuan just wanted to dig out his sister's head and wash the yellow waste inside.

But there is one thing to say, the composition, human body, and color use can't find any flaws, and the picture is perfect, which gave him a sense of substitution.

"Speaking of..." Pei Mingxuan took the English-Chinese dictionary, pressed the drawing paper, and pressed his lips to He Yuhuan's ear, "There will be a lot of horse riding in the future. You haven't practiced for half a year, are you unfamiliar?"

"Not yet... not yet." He Yuhuan was blocked by a desk in front of him, his back was pressed against Pei Mingxuan's chest, and his sides were blocked by strong arms, so there was no way to go.

Pei Mingxuan gave him the only way, picked him up, and put him back on the bed: "Then I have to check it out."

So He Yuhuan was controlled by the horse and rode for more than two hours...

During the two days of vacation, He Yuhuan was not idle for a moment. He cleaned up the house well, served He Yufei who could only cook instant noodles, and Pei Mingxuan who couldn't even turn on the gas stove. My sister took an ideological education class.

In this regard, He Yufei gave an impeccable rebuttal: "A painter cannot relax for a moment. My goal is to become the most famous cartoonist in China. I must practice hard, especially for the human body. practice!"

"My sister is right." Pei Mingxuan, who was bought by He Yufei's new painting, stuffed a piece of sweet and sour tofu into He Yuhuan's mouth, "Art is inseparable from practice. You see, we are the same. Are you practicing?"

Practice riding...

He Yuhuan found that he couldn't find any refutation, so he could only advise that it must not be made into an illegal publication, and let it go.

"Brother, I still have one month of summer vacation, I'm so boring, can I visit your crew?" After dinner, He Yufei squeezed into the kitchen, blocking her brother and husband in front of the small sink.

"Of course you can, but you can't cause trouble for the crew." He Yuhuan wiped his hands and turned around. The kitchen is very small and the narrow aisle can only be walked by one person. Like a hen holding back an eagle, dragging these two chicks waiting to be fed behind them.

Fei Xiaoji at the back was not honest, pushing Pei Mingxuan's back, squeezing He Yuhuan's space even smaller, so he could only stick to Pei Mingxuan.

"He Yufei!" He Yuhuan walked around Pei Mingxuan with his hands, trying to grab the person behind him, but Pei Mingxuan grabbed his hands and wrapped them around his waist, and he could only launch a verbal offensive, "You! You are not allowed to go!"

"Your boss has already promised me, what you say doesn't count!" He Yufei made a grimace, and ran away, shouting as she ran, "Don't worry! I will never reveal any news about the crew!"

The sky after the typhoon passed was exceptionally clear. After two days of rest, all crew members were full of energy and the filming went smoothly.

During the lunch break, He Yufei arrived as scheduled.She was very honest in front of strangers, one brother and one sister, and she called sweetly and obediently, and was soon led to He Yuhuan who was playing with Pei Mingxuan.

She booed the staff next to him who was about to call for someone, then tiptoed to behind He Yuhuan, said "wow", and skillfully hung herself on He Yuhuan's back: "I'm here to see you!"

"Yo, girlfriend." The director showed a smile that I understood, "Today's progress is fast, and we will postpone the start of work by one hour in the afternoon."

"No, it's my sister." He Yuhuan took off the dog skin plaster behind him and explained.

"That's right, that's my sister." The staff next to her responded, fully understanding that she was a sister who was not related by blood, and said with a smile, "Mr. He, you two are quite alike, you are husband and wife."

He Yuhuan couldn't argue: "It's really my sister."

Many people in the crew have misunderstood it, but He Yufei also loves to do things for her brother, so she took him into his arms and put her head on his shoulder: "It's really a sister, a sister with a very, very good relationship."

Under the leadership of He Yuhuan and Pei Mingxuan, He Yufei visited the set of the crew and asked about a long process, which did not delay everyone's filming. When the original scheduled start time, he politely said goodbye to the staff.

After she left, He Yuhuan realized that this little girl was probably here to collect material, and I hope she will not open up any indescribable ideas on the set.

The filming in the afternoon also went very smoothly, finishing work an hour earlier than the scheduled time.

The staff was packing up the equipment, when the producer suddenly shouted angrily: "Who secretly took the video of the afternoon visit!"

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