Chapter 812

The last trace of patience of Beiming Shaoxi was exhausted: "I don't need you to teach me how to do it. I can do it myself!"

"Shaoxi, you are cruel to me..."

"You have a good rest. The doctor will see you. If you need anything, you can call a servant at any time." Beiming Shaoxi held his anger in his heart and ignored her tears.

Once regarded as a treasure, how long does it take to disgust him?

He is not a man who always gives up, nor is he seeing a flower radish who loves one

What went wrong, he and her feelings suddenly disappeared.

But the deep feelings of the past are remembered in his heart. He can't bear to touch it. It's sweet to think of it. He can't breathe when he recalls her wronged place!

"Shaoxi --"

Xin Keqi suddenly hugged him tightly from behind, tears fell madly: "don't go, stay with me, OK?"

In the bottom of his heart, Beiming Shaoxi felt more disgusted and took off her hand fiercely: "don't walk around again until the injury is healed. It's better for you to rest in your room these days. "

Xin Keqi looked at his back, and sat down on the ground.

He told the servant to look at her at the door and not to let her walk around!

You're going to send a servant to watch her?

Xin Keqi grabs the vase angrily and smashes all the things he can reach on the ground!

The servant just opened the door and a piece of porcelain smashed over and smashed.

The little seal of Beiming, who had not gone far away, heard the sound of breaking, and his brain was even more bursting and painful.

Is it because he has a problem, is his brain sick, or is their love sick and has come to an end?

……

"Leo, have you finished painting?" A gentle voice came.

Like a soft light, sprinkled on the darkest corner of the northern seal.

He frowned, pressed his headache to crack the temple, found that he unknowingly went to the studio.

The door was slightly open, not tightly closed.

Ji'an's voice made him stand at the door like a studio.

Also fell into the water, Ji An is not arrogant and impetuous, with a soft smile.

The painting style is totally different from ji'an'an!

Half dry hair spread over her shoulders, she changed into a long sleeve pumpkin pajamas, like a warm Princess sitting by the window.

With one foot wrapped in gauze on a small chair, Leo sat on the bench with a pen, and carefully drew something on the white gauze.

She also has a vertical canvas on her hand, and Ji An is painting an airplane

Xiao Leo likes airplanes and cruise ships, and Ji An'an draws them for him.

She carefully designs every small detail. When there is a chance in the future, she will find a factory to make it and give it to Xiao Leo as a unique gift.

On his way of growing up, Ji An participated too little, so I really want to have the opportunity to give him more gifts, care and love.

Leo drew awkwardly, slightly heavier, and looked at Ji An anxiously.

"No pain It doesn't hurt at all. " Jian an knew what he was worried about and blinked playfully.

Leo looked at her smile, pursed the corners of his mouth and chuckled shyly. ~(@^_ ^@) ~

Beiming yechen was tidying up his painting tools and came from the next door with a paint bucket: "you have a little cold, you should rest more in bed."

"That's a waste of time. Leo will be bored when I fall asleep."

After a few strokes, Leo looked up at Ji'an for fear that she would not be seen. His eyes were satisfied and cautious.

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