Xu Junming's actions seemed to be quite professional. He first put up the drawing board very quickly and observed that although the light in the house was daytime, he still turned on the headlights of the room to draw a more beautiful portrait with the help of the light.
This is the first time someone has a portrait of herself. For some reason, Ling Feifei was a little nervous. Her movements and facial expressions were very stiff, like a new model with no experience, giving people a very unnatural feeling
Mom, just follow what I said, just relax. This is not photography, you don’t have to be so nervous. If you really feel embarrassed, you can not look at me. Xu Junming smiled with a paintbrush
Ling Feifei took a deep breath and tried her best to relax and restore her naturalness. She sat on the edge of the bed with her legs together, with her hands folded together and placed them flat on her thighs. She also did not look at the other person according to what Xu Junming said, but then she thought that others were painting her portraits. If she didn't look at the other person, wouldn't it be polite? The portraits and taking pictures are indeed inconsistent. As long as women liked the other person to take beautiful pictures, the portraits were the same.
Ling Feifei was also afraid that she would be extremely ugly if she didn't follow Xu Junming's instructions. That would be very embarrassing. She thought she was not an artificial woman, and she didn't care much about the secular vision. But this was a natural reaction in a woman's heart, and the portrait was not like a mobile phone, and it had its own so-called beauty function.
As soon as she thought of this, Ling Feifei calmed down and kept her face as natural as possible. She lost the stiffness and coldness she had just now, and she bent her lips upwards, and her red lips seemed to be covered with a beautiful monochrome rainbow.
Seeing this, Xu Junming hurriedly said: Mom, your smile is so beautiful and tempting, just keep it not moving!
What a tempting feeling... A hint of blush appeared on Ling Feifei's face, and she angrily said, "Draw quickly!"
Her heart began to pound again. It was really strange that this had never happened before. She had never seen any occasion before. Even if she had seen many big scenes, how could she become shy and timid in such occasions? Could it be that after she got rid of the status of the No. 1 sister, especially now when she married Xu Zhenkai, she became like this?
Xu Junming looked at Ling Feifei and painted carefully. On the other hand, Ling Feifei looked at Xu Junming intently
To be honest, when Xu Junming, the so-called son, was always uncomfortable when he first met him. Although she couldn't tell what the problem was, she just felt something was wrong. In terms of appearance, Xu Junming was not only a bit evil, but overall, after all, his biological mother was also a beautiful beauty, and Xu Zhenkai's appearance was not ugly when he was young.
Xu Junming has a medium figure, neither tall nor short. If he wears high heels, he will even be taller than him.
Originally, because of everything that happened before, she tried her best to avoid this son, especially when he was brave enough to be careless at home last time, which made Ling Feifei feel embarrassed and angry. Later, when she left, Xu Junming actually knew that she was going to visit an old classmate in Antian City Prison, and reminded herself very carefully to buy something to bring. At this point, Ling Feifei was still a little grateful to him. In addition, he had hollowed out his mind to plan the entire wedding, and even the wedding house was arranged by him.
During this process, Xu Junming asked her more times than his father. In addition to the big situation, he even considered many small details and repeatedly asked her if she was satisfied with her. Xu Junming was very good at observing the words and expressions. He knew that Ling Feifei's thoughts were. Although she was the hostess of the Xu family, she had no real power. At most, she had the title of a wife. However, Xu Junming considered it very well. As long as there was a trace of strangeness on Ling Feifei's face, or if there was something wrong with her eyes, Xu Junming would silently remember it in his heart, send someone to modify it, or even modify it himself to target the hostess himself. Before the wedding, he even asked the servants of the Xu family to treat Ling Feifei as the hostess, and then he would bear the consequences at his own risk.
Ling Feifei saw these things in her eyes and remembered them in her heart. So, now facing Xu Junming, she no longer had the fear she had before, especially when she was chatting just now, Xu Junming was polite and manners, and her words and behaviors were just right. Not only that, his profound knowledge and broad vision attracted Ling Feifei's attention. She even silently regarded him in her heart. Xu Zhenkai was also a knowledgeable man, and he also knew how to paint. Unlike his son Xu Junming, he wrote Chinese paintings. Xu Zhenkai's vision is naturally wider than his son, but after all, he is old and he is getting older. Since he was young, his private life has been very chaotic and very unpredictable.
Xu Junming is different. Although he is romantic on the surface, he still pays great attention to the health and safety of his private life. Perhaps his father's personal experience has made him a negative teaching material. He is very clean and never dates a woman who is not irrelevant.
Thinking of this, Ling Feifei sighed silently and said in secret: How great would it be if Xu Zhenkai could be like his son Junming, and it would be my wish...
This sudden and inexplicable thought even scared herself, and her cheeks became even hotter.
Just after Ling Feifei was thinking about it for a long time, Xu Junming finally put down his brush. He looked at his masterpiece, nodded with great satisfaction, and then smiled at Ling Feifei.
Ling Feifei looked at the smile on the other person's face and actually lowered her head shyly and whispered: Are you finished drawing?
Xu Junming blew on the drawing board carefully and said: I have already drawn it, Mom, come and take a look!
Ling Feifei stood up and looked over. When she saw the portrait on the drawing paper with a nervous mood, she was stunned.
Even she couldn't help but sigh that she appeared vividly on the drawing paper, which was so beautiful!
Ling Feifei stared at her for so long, and even felt a little confused in her heart. Is the person in this painting really her?
If Xu Junming hadn't been there, she would have run to the dressing table and observe her true appearance from the mirror
Xu Junming looked at Ling Feifei's expression and hurriedly said: Mom, are you dissatisfied with something? Alas, I haven't painted it for a long time and have been busy with family affairs. If there is really something bad about painting, please ask Mom to do it.
No! Ling Feifei came to her senses and shook her head repeatedly and said, Junming, you painted really well, I doubt if you painted another woman, how could I look so good? Just like the beauty function on your phone
But Xu Junming smiled and said: Mom, how can I do any beauty? Actually, it’s not that I have a high level of painting, nor does it specifically increase your appearance. Everything is the same as it is. You don’t need to doubt it, because you are beautiful!
Upon hearing this, Ling Feifei lowered her head again and said: Junming, you are so good at talking...
Mom, I'm telling the truth, and I didn't specifically pick good words to coax you
As he said that, Xu Junming put away the drawing board, carefully rolled up the drawing paper, and held it in front of Ling Feifei with both hands.
Junming, you are... Ling Feifei didn't react for a moment, a little confused.
Mom, I give it to you! Xu Junming looked at Ling Feifei and said very seriously
Give it... to me? Ling Feifei said in surprise
Yes, I originally drew a picture for you, but I really want to collect it myself, but...
Xu Junming smiled bitterly and said: Mom, I don’t have any good things to give you when you get married. I prepared some things before, but I felt that I couldn’t take it out. I have everything at home. You will definitely not care about those things. I can only make a portrait for you. However, I am not as profound as my father’s painting skills. I hope that mom will not dislike you. I have also apologized for you. I have done some excessive things to you before, so please don’t hold a grudge against me.
Ling Feifei looked at the rolled up drawing paper in front of her, then looked at Xu Junming's sincere expression, slowly picked up the drawing paper, and at the same time, there was a trace of indescribable sweetness in her heart.
Thank you Jun Ming She rubbed the scroll in her hand and said very gratefully
The two people who were already in a little confrontation completely let go of their war at this moment, one was sincere and the other was sweet. Although they had different seniority, they also belonged to the young heart. The distance between them seemed no longer far away, and even the restraint of the lonely man and widowed woman living in the same room no longer existed.
The two of them had been chatting in this warm wedding room for a whole day, forgetting the passage of time, and even the predicament they were in was thrown away from the sky. From Xu Junming's talk and the silver bell-like laughter that Ling Feifei occasionally made from time to time, it was obvious that they were having a good time at this moment, as if the two were no longer mother and son, but a couple in love.
After dinner, the two chatted for a long time and both got a deep understanding of each other.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, Xu Junming suddenly stood up and said: Mom, it's getting late, you can rest quickly
Ling Feifei was still very excited at this moment. When she heard Xu Junming say this, her face gradually showed a disappointed expression. It was not because they temporarily ended the conversation on the day, but because Xu Junming shouted.
Because she was having a very happy chat, Xu Junming forgot to call Ling Feifei Mom for the time being. Ling Feifei, who was also happy, naturally didn't feel anything, but now she stopped feeling excited. A sudden mom, knocked Ling Feifei back to her original place, making her feel both wronged and uncomfortable.
She opened her mouth and said after a long time: Then...you should rest early, too
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Feifei suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said: Junming, do you... still want to go outside?
Xu Junming was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: It's Ah, I can't stay here all the time, it will make people gossip.
You... Ling Feifei stared at Xu Junming blankly, her expression changed, making the other party confused for a moment
Mom, what's wrong with you? Xu Junming wondered, are you feeling uncomfortable?
Looking at Xu Junming's anxious expression, Ling Feifei's heart became more complicated. Is it happy or angry? I'm afraid she can't even explain it clearly.
Ling Feifei seemed to take a deep breath and said slowly: Then go, I'm going to rest...
This is the first time someone has a portrait of herself. For some reason, Ling Feifei was a little nervous. Her movements and facial expressions were very stiff, like a new model with no experience, giving people a very unnatural feeling
Mom, just follow what I said, just relax. This is not photography, you don’t have to be so nervous. If you really feel embarrassed, you can not look at me. Xu Junming smiled with a paintbrush
Ling Feifei took a deep breath and tried her best to relax and restore her naturalness. She sat on the edge of the bed with her legs together, with her hands folded together and placed them flat on her thighs. She also did not look at the other person according to what Xu Junming said, but then she thought that others were painting her portraits. If she didn't look at the other person, wouldn't it be polite? The portraits and taking pictures are indeed inconsistent. As long as women liked the other person to take beautiful pictures, the portraits were the same.
Ling Feifei was also afraid that she would be extremely ugly if she didn't follow Xu Junming's instructions. That would be very embarrassing. She thought she was not an artificial woman, and she didn't care much about the secular vision. But this was a natural reaction in a woman's heart, and the portrait was not like a mobile phone, and it had its own so-called beauty function.
As soon as she thought of this, Ling Feifei calmed down and kept her face as natural as possible. She lost the stiffness and coldness she had just now, and she bent her lips upwards, and her red lips seemed to be covered with a beautiful monochrome rainbow.
Seeing this, Xu Junming hurriedly said: Mom, your smile is so beautiful and tempting, just keep it not moving!
What a tempting feeling... A hint of blush appeared on Ling Feifei's face, and she angrily said, "Draw quickly!"
Her heart began to pound again. It was really strange that this had never happened before. She had never seen any occasion before. Even if she had seen many big scenes, how could she become shy and timid in such occasions? Could it be that after she got rid of the status of the No. 1 sister, especially now when she married Xu Zhenkai, she became like this?
Xu Junming looked at Ling Feifei and painted carefully. On the other hand, Ling Feifei looked at Xu Junming intently
To be honest, when Xu Junming, the so-called son, was always uncomfortable when he first met him. Although she couldn't tell what the problem was, she just felt something was wrong. In terms of appearance, Xu Junming was not only a bit evil, but overall, after all, his biological mother was also a beautiful beauty, and Xu Zhenkai's appearance was not ugly when he was young.
Xu Junming has a medium figure, neither tall nor short. If he wears high heels, he will even be taller than him.
Originally, because of everything that happened before, she tried her best to avoid this son, especially when he was brave enough to be careless at home last time, which made Ling Feifei feel embarrassed and angry. Later, when she left, Xu Junming actually knew that she was going to visit an old classmate in Antian City Prison, and reminded herself very carefully to buy something to bring. At this point, Ling Feifei was still a little grateful to him. In addition, he had hollowed out his mind to plan the entire wedding, and even the wedding house was arranged by him.
During this process, Xu Junming asked her more times than his father. In addition to the big situation, he even considered many small details and repeatedly asked her if she was satisfied with her. Xu Junming was very good at observing the words and expressions. He knew that Ling Feifei's thoughts were. Although she was the hostess of the Xu family, she had no real power. At most, she had the title of a wife. However, Xu Junming considered it very well. As long as there was a trace of strangeness on Ling Feifei's face, or if there was something wrong with her eyes, Xu Junming would silently remember it in his heart, send someone to modify it, or even modify it himself to target the hostess himself. Before the wedding, he even asked the servants of the Xu family to treat Ling Feifei as the hostess, and then he would bear the consequences at his own risk.
Ling Feifei saw these things in her eyes and remembered them in her heart. So, now facing Xu Junming, she no longer had the fear she had before, especially when she was chatting just now, Xu Junming was polite and manners, and her words and behaviors were just right. Not only that, his profound knowledge and broad vision attracted Ling Feifei's attention. She even silently regarded him in her heart. Xu Zhenkai was also a knowledgeable man, and he also knew how to paint. Unlike his son Xu Junming, he wrote Chinese paintings. Xu Zhenkai's vision is naturally wider than his son, but after all, he is old and he is getting older. Since he was young, his private life has been very chaotic and very unpredictable.
Xu Junming is different. Although he is romantic on the surface, he still pays great attention to the health and safety of his private life. Perhaps his father's personal experience has made him a negative teaching material. He is very clean and never dates a woman who is not irrelevant.
Thinking of this, Ling Feifei sighed silently and said in secret: How great would it be if Xu Zhenkai could be like his son Junming, and it would be my wish...
This sudden and inexplicable thought even scared herself, and her cheeks became even hotter.
Just after Ling Feifei was thinking about it for a long time, Xu Junming finally put down his brush. He looked at his masterpiece, nodded with great satisfaction, and then smiled at Ling Feifei.
Ling Feifei looked at the smile on the other person's face and actually lowered her head shyly and whispered: Are you finished drawing?
Xu Junming blew on the drawing board carefully and said: I have already drawn it, Mom, come and take a look!
Ling Feifei stood up and looked over. When she saw the portrait on the drawing paper with a nervous mood, she was stunned.
Even she couldn't help but sigh that she appeared vividly on the drawing paper, which was so beautiful!
Ling Feifei stared at her for so long, and even felt a little confused in her heart. Is the person in this painting really her?
If Xu Junming hadn't been there, she would have run to the dressing table and observe her true appearance from the mirror
Xu Junming looked at Ling Feifei's expression and hurriedly said: Mom, are you dissatisfied with something? Alas, I haven't painted it for a long time and have been busy with family affairs. If there is really something bad about painting, please ask Mom to do it.
No! Ling Feifei came to her senses and shook her head repeatedly and said, Junming, you painted really well, I doubt if you painted another woman, how could I look so good? Just like the beauty function on your phone
But Xu Junming smiled and said: Mom, how can I do any beauty? Actually, it’s not that I have a high level of painting, nor does it specifically increase your appearance. Everything is the same as it is. You don’t need to doubt it, because you are beautiful!
Upon hearing this, Ling Feifei lowered her head again and said: Junming, you are so good at talking...
Mom, I'm telling the truth, and I didn't specifically pick good words to coax you
As he said that, Xu Junming put away the drawing board, carefully rolled up the drawing paper, and held it in front of Ling Feifei with both hands.
Junming, you are... Ling Feifei didn't react for a moment, a little confused.
Mom, I give it to you! Xu Junming looked at Ling Feifei and said very seriously
Give it... to me? Ling Feifei said in surprise
Yes, I originally drew a picture for you, but I really want to collect it myself, but...
Xu Junming smiled bitterly and said: Mom, I don’t have any good things to give you when you get married. I prepared some things before, but I felt that I couldn’t take it out. I have everything at home. You will definitely not care about those things. I can only make a portrait for you. However, I am not as profound as my father’s painting skills. I hope that mom will not dislike you. I have also apologized for you. I have done some excessive things to you before, so please don’t hold a grudge against me.
Ling Feifei looked at the rolled up drawing paper in front of her, then looked at Xu Junming's sincere expression, slowly picked up the drawing paper, and at the same time, there was a trace of indescribable sweetness in her heart.
Thank you Jun Ming She rubbed the scroll in her hand and said very gratefully
The two people who were already in a little confrontation completely let go of their war at this moment, one was sincere and the other was sweet. Although they had different seniority, they also belonged to the young heart. The distance between them seemed no longer far away, and even the restraint of the lonely man and widowed woman living in the same room no longer existed.
The two of them had been chatting in this warm wedding room for a whole day, forgetting the passage of time, and even the predicament they were in was thrown away from the sky. From Xu Junming's talk and the silver bell-like laughter that Ling Feifei occasionally made from time to time, it was obvious that they were having a good time at this moment, as if the two were no longer mother and son, but a couple in love.
After dinner, the two chatted for a long time and both got a deep understanding of each other.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, Xu Junming suddenly stood up and said: Mom, it's getting late, you can rest quickly
Ling Feifei was still very excited at this moment. When she heard Xu Junming say this, her face gradually showed a disappointed expression. It was not because they temporarily ended the conversation on the day, but because Xu Junming shouted.
Because she was having a very happy chat, Xu Junming forgot to call Ling Feifei Mom for the time being. Ling Feifei, who was also happy, naturally didn't feel anything, but now she stopped feeling excited. A sudden mom, knocked Ling Feifei back to her original place, making her feel both wronged and uncomfortable.
She opened her mouth and said after a long time: Then...you should rest early, too
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Feifei suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said: Junming, do you... still want to go outside?
Xu Junming was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: It's Ah, I can't stay here all the time, it will make people gossip.
You... Ling Feifei stared at Xu Junming blankly, her expression changed, making the other party confused for a moment
Mom, what's wrong with you? Xu Junming wondered, are you feeling uncomfortable?
Looking at Xu Junming's anxious expression, Ling Feifei's heart became more complicated. Is it happy or angry? I'm afraid she can't even explain it clearly.
Ling Feifei seemed to take a deep breath and said slowly: Then go, I'm going to rest...
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