Chapter 1072 : Extremely insane! Qi Mi hurts feelings 1
He used his light skills and jumped into the small attic in just a few seconds. This made him stunned!
The ink fragrance is as fragrant as this, and it is condensed here.
There seems to be nothing in front of me, and there is really nothing!
However, it's just one thing, but it seems to have everything!
There are a woman's paintings hanging everywhere, as if there are countless paintings... Su'er's paintings! [
Her every frown, smile, every move she made was painted, lifelike...
The more he looked at his chest, the tighter he felt. Every painting and every pen were not simple!
Every stroke shows the artist's affection.
There is no signature in the painting, nor has it been framed.
But there is no need to doubt who did it.
Even fools can see that they have a lot of love behind their backs, and they are accompanied by anger and telling each other. How deep is Chuxue's love in her heart?!
It is close to the world, and you don’t see the pain of longing for you, and you will see the pain of longing for you.
After giving it to a painting, this place is so beautiful and lingering, and it feels infatuated.
What makes me most distressed is how he did it when he recalled Chuxue smiling so calmly in front of them?
How much effort does he have to spend if he hides so well?
No wonder no wonder...
No wonder Dr. Cui said that he was always in a depressed mood and did not dissipate.
How strong he needs to be to laugh in front of them.
Why is this so? Why is the answer behind this?...
Murong Jing also saw it, no wonder he said those words.
Yes, it's too late... Can such a true relationship be collected just by saying it? He doesn't believe it! If he can still earn it, he will no longer believe that there is real relationship in this world!
It seems that Chuxue loves deeper than him, but hides deeper...
Three people? Three brothers, will they like a woman at the same time?
"God, you are really good at joking!" He gritted his teeth, and a suffocation suddenly rose in his chest, and he fell to his knees on the stone slab in a daze. What should I do in the future? Murong Jing wants to let go? No! Or, he wants to fulfill his wish.
It's the first snow?[
What about him? Should he let go too?!
The dark eyes were stained with deep pain. How would Murong Jing feel when he saw this painting?