Otherwise, Muzhou's hand would not be injured like that.

His lungs will not deteriorate to that extent all of a sudden.

Nan Song sat up from Yu Jinwen's shoulder, the two of them looked at each other and walked to the studio together without saying anything.

This studio was also opened by Gu Fang. Later, when Muzhou moved in, she generously set aside half of it for him.

Both of them are artists, one focuses on clothing styling, the other focuses on sketching. They are busy with their own business. They don’t disturb each other when working. They occasionally consult each other and make a few comments. In their free time, they go for a walk in the mountains to pick flowers, and invite friends to organize an art exhibition.

The days passed quietly and peacefully, with the music of the piano and the harp playing, and it could be called a life like a couple of gods and gods.

In the studio, in addition to the modeling drawings of some classic plays hosted by Gu Fang, there are also landscapes and portraits painted by Muzhou.

The unified heroine in the portrait is Gu Fang.

She is sketched, she is in ink, she is watercolor, she is painted, and even some wood, gold, and jade are all painted with Gu Fang.

Nan Song was dumbfounded and felt a little sad.

"Teacher Mu's behavior is exactly the same as when Comrade Nan painted Ms. Luoyin. Bottles and cans were everywhere in the house. She was simply obsessed."

However, Yu Jinwen heard another meaning in Nan Song's complaining voice. He looked at her and said seriously: "I will draw it for you too."

Nan Song was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "No need. If we have the skills, wouldn't it be nice to take a few more photos with the beauty camera?"

"Oh." Yu Jinwen suddenly felt a little disappointed, "I know you think my painting skills are not as good as Teacher Mu and Uncle Nan."

"..."

A big pot fell from the sky and smashed Nan Song with meat and vegetables.

"Of course not! I think their behavior is too childish..."

She explained for a long time, but when she saw that Yu Jinwen still looked aggrieved, she surrendered and said, "Okay, if you like it, then just paint it."

Only then did Yu Jinwen become happy and walked over to hug Nan Song, "I like the way you look in my paintings, you are lazy and beautiful."

"I also like the way you drew me. It's three points more beautiful than myself."

Nan Song looked at Yu Jinwen and asked him seriously, "Do you know why?"

Yu Jinwen shook his head, not knowing.

Nan Song tapped his handsome nose and laughed at him, "It's called 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder', silly boy."

"..." Yu Jinwen was stunned and touched his nose, "Oh."

It is said that love can make people stupid, but his IQ is often not good enough in front of Nan Song. Growing up, no one except Nan Song would call him a "silly boy".

Nan Song suddenly sniffed and frowned: "The smell in here is really weird."

Has an aggressive, corrosive odor.

Yu Jinwen also sniffed, and the two of them determined what chemical substance it was. When they walked to Muzhou's table, they saw a square box.

The lid was opened and the contents inside were taken away, which should be the things Muzhou asked Song Xi to take away.

What it was, the two of them didn't see it, so they didn't know.

Not caring about privacy, Nan Song flipped through the drawings nearby, and one of the carved utensils caught her attention.

She pulled out the drawing and showed it to Yu Jinwen, "Look, what is this?"

Yu Jinwen took it and his pupils shrank the moment he saw the drawings.
Chapter completed!