No matter how much you eat in the main meal or you can hold it, there is still a stomach that can be used to hold desserts.

This is the innate superpower of girls.

“This French baked pudding is delicious.”

Liang Shao's eyes narrowed when he ate, and she was always happy when she had something to eat.

Such a personality will also infect people around you.

Shan Yiqian is the infected one.

"If you are always with you, you will definitely be fat."

"ah?"

"So, I'm going to act alone."

"Why?"

Gwed the pudding in his mouth, Liang Shao frowned and asked pitifully, "Dear, are you going to abandon me?"

"Um."

Shan Yiqian smiled and reached out to touch Liang Shao's little face, "I want to abandon you."

Liang Shao curled his lips and grabbed her hand, "Is it true or false?

Where are you going to abandon me alone?”

Shan Yiqian said: "I will return to China tomorrow, and I want to go around."

When Liang Shao heard this, he immediately wanted to say that he would accompany her, but then he thought that she must have her own space.

She curled her lips and said, "I understand, I understand."

You go.

I will return to China together tomorrow, and I will also go back to City C."

"good."

I bought a bag of corn kernels from a middle-aged man, and Shan Yiqian squatted in the square to feed the pigeons.

Not far away, a baby girl who was about two or three years old and was a little shaking while walking broke free from her mother's arms and walked over.

The baby has dark blue eyes, as clear and beautiful as the sea water.

Big eyes stared at Shan Yixi feeding pigeons without blinking, and she suddenly clapped her hands and laughed.

If her child was still there, she would probably be so old now.

The president is very beautiful, very well-behaved, fragrant and soft, making people want to share it with you.

Thinking of this, she felt a fire burning in her chest, which made her heart tear up.

After exhaling, she forbidden herself from thinking about it and asked the baby gently, "Do you want it?"

The baby blinked and nodded.

Shan Yiqian gave her some corn kernels.

The baby's mother smiled at Shan Yiqian.

After feeding a bag of corn kernels, Shan Yiqian stood up and said goodbye to the baby and the baby's mother.

She listened to the street singer singing in a corner of the square for a while, and saw someone painting in another corner.

"How much does one cost?"

The boy who was drawing looked at him as he was not old and pointed at his throat, meaning he could not speak, and then gestured again.

Shan Yiqian nodded, sat down on the small stool, and smiled and said, "Draw a picture for me?"

The boy smiled and nodded and began to paint.

He drew it very seriously and quickly, and it took about 20 minutes to finish it.

The boy looked at her with anticipation.

Shan Yiqian looked carefully for a while and said, "I like it very much. You drew me very well [txt novel      www.txtxs.info], thank you."

Take out the money from your pocket and give it to the boy, Shan Yiqian wants to leave.

But the boy suddenly grabbed her arm and wrote on the paper: I want to go to the bathroom, can you help me see the things?

Shan Yixi nodded, "Okay."

The boy smiled gratefully and returned the money to Shan Yiqian.

"this?"

The boy smiled and turned around and ran to the side of the square.

Shan Yiqian exhaled and sat down in the boy's drawing position.

Looking at the brush and the drawing board, she couldn't help but reach out to pick up the brush.

How long has it been since I drew?

She couldn't remember it clearly.

I still remember that when she was crazy, she could lock herself in the studio all day without going out, drawing from dawn to dark, and then painting from dawn to dawn.

It’s just that talent is something that not everyone has.

She painted for more than ten years and loved for more than ten years, but in the end she had to give up.

Fortunately, she was engaged in the profession of curator, which was related to painting, and finally made up for some of the shortcomings in her heart.

While thinking, she outlined it on the drawing board.

Before I knew it, I finished drawing one.

She was also shocked when she looked at the paintings formed on the drawing board.

He stood up suddenly and turned around and found that the boy was standing beside him.

He stared at the painting on the drawing board with joy in his eyes.

Then, he wrote on paper: So you can draw too?

Shan Yiqian felt a little embarrassed, "I know a little bit.

I've learned it before."

The boy wrote again: You painted very well.

Shan Yiqian felt even more embarrassed, "I haven't painted it for a long time, but I don't draw it well."

The man shook his head and wrote: No, it's very good.

Shan Yiqian smiled and said goodbye to the boy and walked in another direction.

The boy took Shan Yiqian's painting off the drawing board and took it in his hand to see it.

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder.

That was a handsome young man.

"Hello, I like this painting in your hand very much. Can you buy it from you?"

Leaving from the square, passing by a milk tea shop, Shan Yiqian bought a cup of milk tea.

I was drinking while walking, and my cell phone rang.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Shan Yiqian! Where are you?"

Liang Shao's voice sounded very anxious at the other end of the phone.

Is this happening?

Shan Yiqian quickly said, "I'm here on Palm Street, what's wrong?

Why are you so anxious?"

"You can take a taxi to Wutong Street right now," Liang Shao paused, and his voice revealed excitement: "We may have the chance to see Z Yan!"

After Liang Shao finished speaking, Shan Yiqian was stunned.

“Single Akane?

Single Akane?

Reply!"

"oh oh."

After coming to his senses, Shan Yiqian's fingers holding the phone were shaking, and her voice was restrained and rational: "I'm listening.

Are you serious?”

"Yeah, I just got the news.
To be continued...