novelraw Chapter 297
Chapter 297
Soon, Su xiatong finished the painting and saw that Ji Zechen had not finished processing the documents. She curled up on the sofa and dozed off.
Originally sleep is not heavy, a little bit of movement will wake her up.
Su xiatong opens her eyes and sees Ji Zechen looking at her painting.
That expression is really hard to say.
"You drew this for a long time?" Ji Zechen raised the match person in the hand, discontentedly open a way.
Thanks to his hard work in modeling, he drew such a little.
"I've worked very hard to draw, OK, you're not willing to. Besides, I haven't learned to draw. How can I draw so well? "
"I don't blame you. What's your temper?" Ji Zechen looks at the little girl who is not willing to face in front of him, but coaxes him.
"You just mean that I'm not good at painting."
"I like whatever you draw." Ji Zechen carefully rolled up the painting and put it in the drawer.
"It's my honor that master Ji can still see this painting." Su Xia Tong said in a strange tone.
"What did you just call me?"
"Master Ji, what else is it? big boss? Or president Ji? "
"Call me Zechen."
"No employee calls the boss that way."
"If I say yes, I will. Let's hear it. "
"I refuse."
"Do you still want to draw?"
"... Zechen."
"Well, that's what we'll always call it." Ji Zechen's face is full of glory.
I used to hear her call helianbeimo. It was mo mo.
Now that it's in my hands, I certainly can't miss such a good opportunity.
In the future, we should do all the things he wanted to do before.
Ji Zechen goes back to work. Su xiatong sits on the sofa and eats fruit.
Finally, unable to bear loneliness, she stood up and walked towards the bookshelf.
It's all unknown words.
Suddenly, her eyes rested on a picture book.
I thought it was a printed version, but I found it was hand-painted.
The picture book shows a beautiful girl in a white skirt. Just a figure can make people sure that it must be a beautiful girl.
Turn to the next page, the girl's head more than one thing, it is made of roses through the headdress.
The painters are so good that they can see the water on the flowers clearly.
Su xiatong is going to continue to turn down, but the book is taken away by one hand.
"What are you looking at?" Ji Zechen opens the book in Su xiatong's hand.
"Bring it here. I haven't finished yet." Su xiatong wants to bring back more books.
Ji Zechen deliberately raised the book so that she could not reach it.
"Keep this secret for a while, and you'll know in a few days." Ji Zechen said mysteriously, as if he had concealed some big secret.
"It's mysterious. I don't want it." Su Xia's pupil toots and goes back to the sofa to sit down.
Ji Zechen followed in the past and sat beside Su xiatong.
Su Xia Tong moved uneasily to one side. But who knows Ji Zechen is deliberately, he cheekily toward Su xiatong side and rely on.
"Young master, what do you want to do?" Su xiatong was shocked by his childish behavior.
"Tong Tong, cook for me at noon."
"If you want to eat, you can let the chef do it, but I don't like it."
"I like whatever you do."
"That's what you said. Don't go back on it."
"I'll help you." Ji Zechen is not afraid of her poisoning, but of her pouring the whole bag of salt into it.