Originally, only a family of four had to sit together and take a camera and take a picture, but Lan Lan felt that what she drew it by herself was more meaningful.

Besides, I am idle anyway, so it’s better to find something to do. If I’m idle for too long, I might get moldy.

Every time I draw, Lan Lan is very serious, and time passes quietly for an hour or two.

This time, she no longer painted the big-headed doll with rabbit teeth that she drew a few years ago, but according to the true appearance of each of the four of them.

When she was painting Mu Nanrui, she was the most serious. She outlined his perfect outline with the way he remembered in her mind. However, the painting was carefully and thoughtful, which made her the most dissatisfied. She always felt that something was missing, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

She thought about it, because she was too enthused and forgot about the time. It was not until Mu Nanrui's voice sounded in her ears that she woke up.

Mu Nanrui took a piece of clothing and draped it on her body, and gently scolded: "Xiaopang, I didn't say that you should not be tired, why did you come to draw again?"

"Mu Er, why are you back so soon?" Lan Lan turned around and faced his eyes, and immediately understood what was wrong with him in the painting.

It was the look of eyes, the affectionate look of his eyes when he looked at her.

"Mu Er, stand in front of you." Lan Lan immediately picked up the brush and painted it in the painting for a while.

After putting down the pen, she smiled with satisfaction. Mu Nanrui, who looks like this, is her Mu Er.

"So you're just staring at this." Mu Nanrui approached and kissed her, and then he seriously appreciated her work that had been busy all afternoon.

"I always felt that I had lost something when I painted before, but now I'm fine." Lan Lan snuggled up to his chest, "Do you think my drawing looks good?"

"Of course, how could my wife not draw well?" In Mu Nanrui's eyes, even if she draws a few random strokes, it is the most beautiful painting in the world.

Lan Lan suddenly reached out and hooked Mu Nanrui's neck, stood on tiptoe and went up to kiss him. His lips always had a warm temperature, and as soon as she touched it, she could make her throbbing.

Mu Nanrui immediately put his arms around her waist, turned passive into initiative, and kissed her fiercely.

When he let her go, both of them were panting. Lan Lan snuggled in front of his chest, looked up at him, and said very seriously: "Mu Er, I love you."

"Xiaopang, I know." If she hadn't loved him, how could she have done such a stupid thing? He already understood without her saying it.

Lan Lan stroked his chest and said slowly: "I didn't know how much I loved you before. It was not until the time when you pretended to die that I realized how important you are in my mind. I knew that you were gone, my heart was like a hole that broke and was empty all of a sudden. If there was no Lele, I think I would definitely follow you."

"You idiot!" Mu Nanrui lowered his head and blocked her mouth overwhelmingly, preventing her from saying anything bad.

They have been separated for five years, and thankfully they have each other again and can know how to cherish each other more.

In the past, he always believed that loving someone does not necessarily mean saying it, but telling the other person with practical actions.
Chapter completed!