etc……

Han Yinglan suddenly remembered that Dai Xinhua was the only one in the family now. If Luo Chen had passed by now, wouldn’t there be any problems with the lonely man and the widowed woman living together in the same room?

Couldn’t Luo Chen take the opportunity to do anything bad?

Some pictures suddenly flashed through Han Yinglan's mind, and her originally calm thoughts became chaotic.

but..

Thinking of his daughter being kidnapped by Luo Chen repeatedly, nothing happened even after spending the night there.

It can be seen that Luo Chen's character is pretty good, otherwise Dai Xinhua would have been completely eaten up.

This time should be no exception.

Thinking of this, Han Yinglan gradually relaxed his heart.

...

Sasa…

In the evening, on the sofa in the living room,

A girl of sixteen or seventeen years old was holding a drawing board, and her pen tip was gently moving to describe something on the drawing paper. After a while, the image of a pretty boy immediately appeared on the paper.

This is not enough, the girl bit her pen and thought about it.

What to draw?

Start with kissing...

The girl immediately blushed and drew her image.

"It's really strange to draw a notebook for yourself..."

After only halfway through the drawing, Dai Xinhua, whose face was red and steaming, could no longer draw it, murmured to herself.

Dai Xinhua put down his pen helplessly, pulled the paper with both hands and prepared to tear it apart, so as not to be discovered, but after looking at it again, he was a little reluctant to let it go.

The girl sighed and put half of the painting aside.

Rather than tearing it off, it’s better to put it aside.

Dingdong...

The doorbell rang...

"Hmm? Didn't mom say she would work overtime? Why did she come back so soon?"

Dai Xinhua was puzzled and put away the paintings scattered on the sofa. After pulling the pillows beside him, he covered the works underneath, and then got up and went to open the door.

Click...

"Luo Chen?"

Dai Xinhua opened the door and said happily at the familiar voice and shadow in front of him.

"Isn't welcome?" Luo Chen stepped into the door and said with a smile.

"How could that happen?" Dai Xinhua hurriedly let go and welcome Luo Chen in. After taking him to the living room and sat down, he greeted enthusiastically. "Luo Chen, sit in the living room first, I'll go make tea."

"Don't have to be so troublesome... forget it." Luo Chen originally wanted to stop it, but when he saw Dai Xinhua turned around and prepared, he didn't say much, so as not to go against Dai Xinhua's kindness.

After looking at the girl's busy back, Luo Chen looked around and soon noticed the painting pressed under the pillow.

Luo Chen, who was curious about the stage Dai Xinhua drew Fate to, so he turned on the pillow and picked up the small stack of drawing paper.

After turning two pages, Luo Chen saw the half-finished work sandwiched by Dai Xinhua in the middle of the drawing paper, and then stood there in a daze.

Why do the people in this painting feel more familiar with each other as they read it?

Could this be yourself?

Luo Chen also recognized the other girl who had only completed part of it, most likely Dai Xinhua.

So, this girl is drawing her own book, is the man’s partner or me?

Notice the kissing of men and women in the painting, Luo Chen didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment...

Is this considered the self-dedication of the painter in the book for art?

Luo Chen smiled, but he didn't expect that this girl would still have this enlightenment...

While Luo Chen was just admiring her, Dai Xinhua had already soaked in water. She turned around and was about to ask Luo Chen about her preference for tea.

But after seeing a small stack of drawing paper in Luo Chen's hand, Dai Xinhua paused, and his words stopped when he reached his mouth. He suddenly remembered that the notebook he had just drawn seemed to be stuck in these paintings.

Could it be that Luo Chen saw it?

Dai Xinhua's heart tightened and rushed forward quickly to grab the paper in Luo Chen's hand, and hugged it in his arms with several paintings scattered on the sofa.

Facing Luo Chen's surprised gaze, Dai Xinhua tightened the drawing paper on her chest, blushed, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

The moment he grabbed the paper at Luo Chen, Dai Xinhua noticed the top one, which was the kissing painting.

Dai Xinhua cursed herself a few words, and then became worried again. What would Luo Chen think after seeing this?

Couldn't she think she is such a shameless and shameless person?

"Xinhua, is it really good to draw my notebook like this? In addition, who is the woman who has been halfway through drawing? She doesn't look like Yan He."

Seeing the girl in front of him seemingly ashamed to the point of dizziness at any time, Luo Chen was not excited at the same time, but pretended not to recognize her and asked.

Dai Xinhua looked at Luo Chen carefully for a while, and saw that he seemed to have really not recognized him, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He was only halfway through the drawing, and it was indeed possible that Luo Chen could not recognize him.

Thinking of this, Dai Xinhua became much more at ease. It was not the first time that Luo Chen saw the book, as long as she was not recognized.

My mood fluctuated for a while, Dai Xinhua looked at Luo Chen apologetically and stuck out her tongue cutely. "Sorry, Luo Chen~ I promised you that I won't draw these anymore, but I can't help it these two days."

"As for the girl you kissed," Dai Xinhua's face turned red and she said randomly: "Well... that's what I just thought about."

"That's it, forget it, pay attention next time..."

Luo Chen reminded him as if he was suddenly enlightened, but he laughed in his heart. I have to say that this girl's shy look is so cute.

Dai Xinhua, who didn't know what Luo Chen was thinking, responded and nodded with a well-behaved look, thinking that Luo Chen really didn't notice it.

"By the way, Luo Chen~ Is there anything wrong with you coming to find me?"

Dai Xinhua quietly hid the painting paper in his arms behind him, and his eyes turned lightly, changing the topic.

Luo Chen did not expose it, but cooperated to tell him everything that Luo Tianyi had pestered him in the morning.

Of course, there is no need to mention some unnecessary details.

"Concert?" Dai Xinhua's eyes lit up, as if they were a little moved.

But after thinking about it, Dai Xinhua hesitated again.

"Is there really no problem with our words?"

In the girl’s impression, the concert is so grand that only some big stars have the ability to do. What if no one comes then?

"Of course there is no problem. You have to know that your popularity is higher than that of ordinary celebrities."

Luo Chen gave some confidence at the right time: "The last time I met with Tianyi's fans, more than 10,000 people came. Maybe there might be 20,000 to 30,000 people this time."

(PS: Thank you for Best Imperial City, I am so lonely with you. I am a single guy who rewards 500 starting points coins. Thank you for your book friend Ming Yuexinhuan for rewarding 100 starting points coins, sprinkling flowers!)
Chapter completed!