Dumb painter giants grudge

"Xiao Rang didn't come back all night?" Wen Que found out that Wen Rang hadn't come back all night when he was eating breakfast, "Where did he go?"

"Brother, it's better not to ask too many questions." Wen Yi took a deep breath.

Wen's father and mother didn't intend to start this topic either.

"He went to find He Shishen?" Wen Que felt a little hopeless, "Dad, you said it."

Father Wen nodded, "He's not young anymore, so don't ask too much about where he's going."

"..., Xiao Rang will suffer." Wen was more worried than the others.

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"Eat this, hey, this." He Shishen frequently asked to add food to the bowl.

Wen Rang only felt tired and flustered, but his appetite was really bad.

"Isn't my husband's cooking delicious?" He Shishen frowned as he saw the other party's lack of appetite.

It's not that it's not delicious, but it's just that after overloading the body, it is inevitable that you will lose your appetite. He Shishen's craftsmanship is quite good, which is beyond Wen Rang's expectations.

[Can you change your name, don't be a husband... I don't want to eat, I'm full, it's not bad. 】

Wen Rang could only tell the other party the truth by typing, otherwise, with the other party's pissing nature, he didn't know what he could come up with.

"Okay, okay, don't eat, don't eat." He Shishen took out a tissue and was about to wipe his mouth, Wen Rang grabbed the tissue and wiped it himself.

Wen Rang hasn't quite gotten used to this rapidly advancing relationship.

"I won't go to the company today, I'll accompany you home." He Shishen put on his apron and began to wash the dishes.

Wen Rang stood aside and was about to say that he was going home.

But he didn't want to let the other party follow him, and he just wanted to go back without attracting attention. After all, the traces on Wen Rang's body were really unsightly.

"Hey, why don't you let me go? I should go and greet our parents." He Shishen found a high-necked shirt and put it on for Wen Rang.

However, the concealment is not very high, and it looks too sick to wear a high-necked shirt all day, and Wen Rang can't tell the pain standing in front of the mirror.

"It's okay, it looks good in this, let them see it, ah." He Shishen even pulled down the other party's collar a little.

Wen Rang Nu patted the opponent's hand away, and pulled up the collar again.

After He Shishen made a phone call to Lei Yuan, Wen Rang had already walked out of the courtyard, and He Shishen hurriedly followed.

"Hey, why did you leave by yourself, why didn't you wait for me." He Shishen went to hold the other party's hand.

Wen Rang didn't want the other party to follow him back at all, but the other party really couldn't tear off the dog skin plaster.

"Why, I kissed and hugged, hugged and cuddled, and did it all night, and it's not okay to hold him?" He Shishen tightly held the other party's hand.

Wen Rang was angry and thumped the opponent's shoulder and arm, as if to say: Shut up.

"Why are you so fierce? Is it because I was dreaming that you were so clingy last night?" He Shishen intertwined his fingers along the gap between his fingers.

————————All right.

---------do not talk.

"Sitting on it last night, you weren't very..." He Shishen was still uttering wild words without knowing what to do, and Wen Rang immediately covered his mouth.

Wen Rang didn't want to recall what sat on it.

As for why he sat on it, it was purely due to the fact that he escaped to no avail but was %2B.

When he arrived outside Wen's house, Lei Yuan had been waiting for a long time.

"Boss, everything is ready." Lei Yuan opened the trunk of the car, and all kinds of gifts were piled up in the trunk.

"Is it too little?" He Shishen shook the two holding hands, and looked sideways at Wen Rang.

———————— The Chinese New Year is still far away.

———————— Is this a gift or money?

Wen Rang was speechless at the flamboyant behavior of the boss and his subordinates, trying to break free from each other's hands.

Seeing the two of them arguing about holding hands... Lei Yuan felt furious. Ever since his boss fell in love, he has changed from a high-level affairs to a maid serving tea and water, working hard day and night.

In the end, He Shishen let go of his hand angrily after Wen Rang punched him a little angrily.

He Shishen took two bags of things casually, walked in side by side with Wen Rang, and Lei Yuan followed closely behind with more than 20 bags of things.

"Second brother? You're back, and, hey, Mr. He." Wen Yi was sitting in the living room watching TV with her legs crossed, when the three of them came in suddenly, panicked and straightened up.

Wen Rang nodded, but didn't know what to explain.

Lei Yuan consciously put the things aside, and He Shishen went to Wenrang to lean against him.

"Well, dad and elder brother are at the company, and mom is out, you..." Wen Yi felt that this scene was a bit of a thing, proposing marriage?

"Excuse me, I just came to greet my uncle and aunt. It seems a bit unfortunate." He Shishen was naturally polite, as if he had forgotten the mess with Wen Yi.

Wen Yi asked them to sit down, then looked at the mark on Wen Rang's neck, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the scratch on He Shishen's jaw...

Wenyi OS: So... intense.

"..." Wen Rang felt like he was not going back to his own home, but a guest.

Wen Yi looked at three men in a room, two of them were unfamiliar, and one couldn't speak, so she couldn't sit still, "It's getting late, have you had lunch yet, I'll let my aunt do it."

"We only came here after eating. If Miss Wen has something to do, you can go and do it first." He Shishen sat upright, with an aura as if this was his home.

Wen Yi was eager to leave immediately, "Well, it's getting late, I'm about to go to the company, you guys play, I'll go first."

Wen Yi inexplicably gave Wen Rang an encouraging look, and then went out.

"Hey, why are you staring at me?" He Shishen stared at Wen Rang with interest.

Wen Rang pushed the other party away, got up and went out.

"Lei Yuan, you go back first, I'll call you when I have something to do." After He Shishen dismissed his maid, he immediately caught up with Wen Rang.

Lei Yuan was even more eager to leave immediately.

Wen Rang was worried that He Shishen would mess up something in his house, so he walked straight to the small garden in his territory.

"Hey, this studio is really the place where our love sprouted." He Shishen consciously bypassed those paints.

——————— What a cliché.

——————— Good soil.

Wen Rang sometimes thinks that he is deaf when he hears the other party speak.

"It's still as messy as ever." He Shishen picked up the two rolls of drawing paper and put them aside, then began to pile up paint cans, "Go and paint, I'll clean it up for you."

In fact, Wen Rang didn't intend to stay here for a long time, but he didn't know what else to do, and since he returned home, he should be in the studio at ordinary times.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, just paint.

He Shishen didn't bother him either, and occasionally said a few words, focusing on tidying up the studio, and the two of them were busy with their own tasks.

The pen tip scratched across the paper and made a swishing sound, which made me dream for a long time, wanting to draw a sketch of a character.

"Hey, we will live together by then. Do you want to make the studio upstairs or downstairs? How about I build you one in the garden? But it's a bit far away."

"How did you lower your head to help me wipe my trouser legs? Didn't you fall in love with me at first sight?"

"Lei Yuan is very strict, don't worry, our matter..."

"If I remember correctly, did you tidy up the studio when that Zhang came last time?"

————————— It’s so noisy.

Wen Rang casually took a roll of washi tape and threw it at He Shishen.

"Hey, hey, how can you hit your husband on the first day of your wedding." After He Shishen finished packing a box of paint, he picked up the roll of tape and walked behind Wen Rang.

Wen Rang's brush strokes are very light, and he writes quickly, and the approximate human figure has been drawn on the drawing paper.

He Shishen's mouth that was about to yell suddenly stopped, and his heart burned.

"You are here, draw me?!"