"By the way, hair... wait until I get the hair dryer for you..." Putting down the remote control, she turned around and ran into the back room, took out the hair dryer and put it on the coffee table in front of him, "Well... you eat first... I
……I go……"
"Xiao Chen." Luo Jun put down the milk glass in his hand, "Come and sit with me for a while."
"I..." Chu Xiaochen stopped, "I...I still have something else to do."
"Are you avoiding me?"
"I...I didn't mean that..." Chu Xiaochen blushed so much that he could bleed, "I really have something to do, that...the gifts for the evening banquet are not ready yet, I...I want to write a letter to Mr. Qiao
Calligraphy and painting.”
After sorting out the desk, she took out the paper and pens she bought and spread them out on the table.
Luo Jun came over holding a cup, and Chu Xiaochen had already picked up his pen and dipped his ink in his hand, getting ready.
"What do you want to draw?"
"I checked on the Internet. Mr. Qiao's name has the word "ting" in it. I want to use this as the title for a painting." When it came to calligraphy and painting, Chu Xiaochen's voice regained confidence and calmness, "Actually,
I have been worrying about the gift for a long time. Since Miss Qiao invited us to go together, we can't go empty-handed. You are so busy, maybe you haven't prepared a gift?"
Luo Jun liked her use of the word "we" very much, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Fortunately, I have you."
These things were something he didn't need to worry about originally.
In fact, an assistant had already prepared the gift for him, but he was very happy that she had this intention, and naturally he didn't want to disappoint her.
"I'm afraid that if I don't paint well, I'll embarrass you."
Chu Xiaochen took a breath, pondered for a while, and finally picked up the pen and started drawing on the paper.
Soon, a green mountain appeared, followed by a high pavilion on the mountain. There were pines on the cliff and bamboo on the side of the pavilion.
After writing the inscription on one side, Chu Xiaochen took out his seal and pressed it under the inscription.
Luo Jun looked at the seal on the paper, "Morning Star?"
Chu Xiaochen explained with a smile, "This is the name my grandpa gave me. Grandpa said that when I was born, it was just before dawn. He was waiting outside the hospital, and when he raised his face, he saw the North Star, and then gave me the name.
I took this name."
"Then...why are you called Xiaochen?" Luo Jun asked puzzledly.
"This... Father Chu gave it to me." Thinking of the past, Chu Xiaochen was slightly absent-minded, "Forget it, don't talk about this, look at my painting... can you still use it?"
Luo Jun stretched out his hands and took the painting on the table, "Very good, you can paint another one later and I will frame it. Grandpa also likes these. You can use them as gifts when you go to see him."
After hearing this, Chu Xiaochen's face turned red again, "You should rest for a while, I... I will clean up the kitchen, and then help you dry your clothes!"
She put away the plates and cups on the table and slipped out of the hall door as if she was running away.
Looking sideways at her background, Luo Jun just chuckled.
How afraid of him is this girl?!
Putting the painting in his hand carefully back on the table, Luo Jun turned around and looked around. When he saw the photo album on the shelf next to the TV, he took it out and opened it.
In the photo album, most of them are photos of Lele, and there are some photos of Chu Xiaochen and Lele. There are also a few photos at the back, which are family photos. In addition to Grandma Chu and Lele, there is also a middle-aged man and woman.
They were a very ordinary man and woman, with looks that would be unrecognizable in a crowd. They had no resemblance to Chu Xiaochen.
