Chapter 118 (2/2)

She wanted to get up and leave, but after looking at the design drawings, she found something wrong.

These three drawings are not in the same style as the two she finalized earlier.

Last time, it was home leisure. This time, it's rich and noble.

There's no way to piece it together into a series.

Luo Chenxi looks up at Mu Yichen and guesses the reason.

It must be because Mu Yichen, who read the magazine today, is not the same as she was when she cooked noodles last time. She also gives her different inspiration.

However, it's hard for mu Da Shao to sit there and let her draw for such a long time. She dare not ask him to cook noodles again

What shall I do?

Luo Chenxi bit the pen cover, twisted her eyebrows and thought for a while, and gradually felt that her eyelids were a little heavy.

She drank a little wine today. Although the effect is not as obvious as that of fangzixi, it has some influence.

What's more, it's so quiet, warm and safe here

Mu Yichen has been forbearing not to look at Luo Chenxi, but the sound of paper and pen friction disappeared for a long time, there is no movement.

He looked back in doubt.

Found that Luo Chenxi has been tilted on the sofa, asleep.

White face with a faint blush, small mouth slightly open breathing, a few strands of hair disorderly paste on the forehead.

Mu also Chen put light footstep, walk to her side.

Incomparably disgusted tone: ”stupid dead, do not know to sleep like this tomorrow will fall asleep?”? I can't even lift my neck. ”

With that, she wiped her slender fingers on her face, then glided along the graceful curve of her chin, and finally pressed on her pink lips.

It's still a little swollen up there.

That's the trace that he thought the little woman was cheating and biting out.