"That's true! But I think Chu Luo means he wants to be with us."
"Oops! Come on, Mom, don't talk about him anymore. Mom! I want to sleep a little longer, and I have to teach the little princess tonight!"
Ye Rong stood up and walked out, while Xiaorao rolled over in depression as she was still in bed.
Chu Luo found out these days that Xiaorao would deliberately avoid him, and he understood! Maybe Xiaorao was a little embarrassed to face him because of the kind of relationship they had. It didn't matter, he would give her some time, and then Xiaorao would figure it out.
Accepting him, he smiled happily when he thought of this.
Then he continued to hold the oil brush carefully and carefully applied the required dye on the canvas. He was copying a painting of Van Gogh's Sunflowers, which was a painting ordered by the customer.
"Chu Luo, go ahead." Li Qi threw an apple to Chu Luo
Chu Luo took the apple and said thank you.
At this time, I heard other colleagues saying, "Qiqi, you are partial, why don't you give us apples."
Li Qichao and the others made faces: "Haha, I just want to give Chu Luo an apple."
Chu Luo smiled at her and continued painting.
"Chu Luo next month! Sister Qiu is going to hold a large-scale art exhibition, and what's more! We, the staff of Qiu Si Studio, can all exhibit our most proud works, and Sister Qiu specially provides us with the opportunity." Li Qi sat next to Chu Lu.
Very close to Luo, talking to him while chewing an apple
Chu Luo stopped painting and looked at her, "Really? It's a pity that I only have one piece of work in my hand now."
At this time, Qiu Ruoxi came to Chu Luo and said kindly: "One picture is fine, this is an opportunity, don't miss it."
Chu Luo smiled happily at her and continued painting seriously.
Liao Xiaorao was staring at the computer in a daze, and someone tapped her shoulder. "Xiaorao? Something's not right with you lately?" Song Dongcheng asked with concern.
"What's wrong? Why didn't I know? Dongcheng, why are you coming to my place if you're not working?" Xiaorao said listlessly.
"Come and have lunch with me. I have something to talk to you about."
Xiaorao looked at the time on the computer. It was already noon, and her body had been dragged out by Song Dongcheng.
Song Dongcheng never ate in the company restaurant, so she followed him to a restaurant close to the company. Song Dongcheng asked her to order, but she had no appetite at all, so she let him order.
"Xiaorao, I know that the house you live in is about to be demolished. I have prepared the house for you. It is relatively close to our company. It only takes ten minutes to walk. It is a duplex building with a large space and all the furniture is ready.
, as long as you can go in and live in it, of course I have a condition, that is, that kid cannot go in and live in it."