The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 14

Back in the room, Chu Wan took out the brush and easel, staring blankly at the blank sketch in front of her, and what emerged from the bottom of her heart was Huo Yanzheng's tall and handsome figure.

She came to Jiangcheng from Bincheng to meet Huo Yanzheng, she was satisfied.

As for Zhao Xitong, she has already become an insignificant supporting role in her life, there is no need for her to fall in love with each other and give everything to her.

The reborn Chu Wan knew that meeting Zhao Xitong was unavoidable. After dying once, she had the courage to face everything calmly. Can be calm and breezy.

At the moment of writing, Chu Wan completely discarded all the thoughts that came to her mind, and only focused on outlining the characters in her pen.

Time passed by her fingertips, and at noon, Chu Wan stopped writing and ordered a lunch on her mobile phone.

During this period, Huo Yanzheng did not come back.

Chu Wan ate lunch alone. Even if no one was with her, Chu Wan didn't feel lonely. Her heart was solid and peaceful.

After lunch, Chu Wan continued to draw.

But at the beginning, Chu Wan will put all her mind and energy into it, and don't care about other things.

At dusk, when Huo Yanzheng opened the door and entered, what he saw was Chu Wan sitting beside the clean and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, concentrating on drawing.

The light is warm yellow, the afterglow is dotted, the sky is infected by the splashing sunset glow, and what lingers around Chu Wan's body is layer upon layer of blinding and blurred halos.

Chu Wan's back is straight, her small face is slightly tense, the corners of her delicate eyes and eyebrows are full of seriousness, and her white and snowy wrists are beautiful and slender. With a slight twist, the characters in her pen come alive on the paper little by little.

When Huo Yanzheng approached step by step and cast a shadow in front of Chu Wan, Chu Wan didn't realize it.

She raised her head and saw Huo Yanzheng.

Thinking of the painting in her hand, Chu Wan's heart tightened, and she quickly turned the easel in a direction so that Huo Yanzheng could not see it.

"Huo Yanzheng, why is there no sound when you walk? If you hadn't walked over, I wouldn't have noticed you came back." Chu Wan said to Huo Yanzheng while putting away the easel.

"You're too focused."

It wasn't surprising that she was so engrossed in drawing that she didn't notice him back for a while.

Huo Yanzheng watched her put away the easel, his dark eyes darkened, his light-colored thin lips moved, seemingly inadvertently, and a little tentative, he said: "Wanwan, you are painting what?"

"I didn't draw anything." Chu Wan pulled her lips into a smile, and replied a little unnaturally, "I just draw casually, just to pass the time when I'm idle and bored."

She is painting Huo Yanzheng, there is nothing that cannot be said.

It's just that I still have to keep it mysterious, and it's not yet time to tell him.

She's going to surprise him.

She thought that he would be very happy when the surprise was revealed.

Maybe, maybe he will be very moved.

In order to create this surprise, she needs to draw carefully.

"Then I'm quite curious, why don't you show me?" Huo Yanzheng's voice was calm and slightly hoarse, making it impossible to hear the slightest emotion. He looked at Chu Wan with lowered eyebrows and his eyes were piercing.

Chu Wan did not expect Huo Yanzheng to put forward this proposal so bluntly and casually.

She was slightly stunned, scratched her head uncomfortably, and suddenly felt a bit shaken in her heart, but in the end, after struggling, she still refused: "I haven't finished the painting yet, there is nothing to see. When I finish the painting, I will draw it as soon as possible." Show it to you."

Chu Wan's painting skills are proficient, no matter what she draws, she can draw at her fingertips. Moreover, when she draws Huo Yanzheng's portrait, she is full of self-confidence with more than ten years of painting experience.

She was determined to draw Huo Yanzheng well.

It's just that when she picked up the paintbrush, she didn't know where to put it down.

Obviously, his handsome face has long been imprinted in her heart, engraved into her bone marrow, and has been traced countless times in her mind, but when she picked up the brush, she hesitated, fearing that she could not draw him well.

The self-confidence she was proud of disappeared at that moment.

The more you care, the more cautious you are.

She wanted to draw Huo Yanzheng more perfectly, preferably, just like him himself, so perfect without a single blemish.

Chu Wan only traced the general outline of Huo Yanzheng on the sketch, and his deep and three-dimensional facial features have not been painted, so on the sketch, she can only vaguely see that she is painting a man.

Only through careful identification can one recognize that the painting she painted is Huo Yanzheng.

Huo Yanzheng only briefly scanned the drawing, and he didn't realize that the person Chu Wan painted was him. In his inherent cognition, the man Chu Wan would be so serious and focused on painting could only be Luo Zhibin, not him.

A long time ago, Huo Yanzheng had expected that Chu Wan would be able to paint for him by himself.

It's a pity that after waiting for so many years, he didn't know how many times he was disappointed, but he couldn't get what he wanted.

Chu Wan drew many paintings, but Luo Zhibin was always drawn on the sketches, and there was no trace of him.

Therefore, when he saw the man in Chu Wan's drawing, Huo Yanzheng didn't think about himself at all, but subconsciously thought that what Chu Wan drew was Luo Zhibin.

At this moment, Chu Wan is hiding it from him, which seems to confirm what he thinks even more.

If the painting is not Luo Zhibin, then she has nothing to show him.

"Then let's talk about it after you finish drawing."

Huo Yanzheng didn't want to pierce that layer of window paper, he just pretended that he didn't know about it. In fact, thinking about it, it would be quite boring if he really told the whole story.

Huo Yanzheng no longer focused on Chu Wan, he picked up the laptop on the table and sat down on the sofa.

Huo Yanzheng didn't show his face, his emotions were deep and hidden so deeply that it was hard to guess, Chu Wan's eyes followed him closely, but she didn't notice anything strange about him.

Seeing that Huo Yanzheng was getting ready for work, she asked him: "Yanzheng, I'm going to order dinner, what do you want to eat? I'll order it for you."

It's getting late, Chu Wan plans to order dinner, and bring his along.

"I'm not picky, just like you." Huo Yanzheng put the computer on his lap and said without raising his head.

Huo Yanzheng stared deeply at the computer screen, concentrating on it, and swipe the mouse lightly with his fingers, browsing Huo's files like ten lines at a glance.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Huo Yanzheng is concentrating on his work.

But in fact, Huo Yanzheng did set his eyes on the computer screen, but his mind was wandering, which made him unable to read a single word.

Chu Wan's behavior was too wrong.

This made him panic for no reason.

(End of this chapter)