Chapter 1123 into the picture

Who made him superior, with longer legs than Song Yao?

There is also an avenue of maple leaves in Quebec. The brilliant colors make this city more romantic.

Song Yao was tired from the trouble, so he held hands with Huo Yunque and walked quietly.

There was an artist sitting on the spot playing with a mobile phone in front of her. In front of her, there was a sign in both Chinese and English.

Song Yaoya guessed that she should be an overseas student with an Asian face.

"Brother, shall we draw a picture?"

Huo Yunque has nothing to do, "I can also paint." He said.

Is this showing off?

Song Yao rolled his eyes, "Knowing that your brother is omnipotent, everything will be fine, right? But this is in Canada! And, I want to paint with my brother!"

She couldn't help but said, pulling Huo Yunque over, and asked the girl playing with the phone, "Hello, do you have time to draw one for us?"

The girl's voice is very nice, and she asks in the hometown dialect she is most familiar with.

Ren Shanshan was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to look at her mobile phone.

When her gaze fell on Song Yaoya's face, she stayed for a while, only feeling that something flashed quickly in her mind, but she disappeared before she could catch it.

Why... she thinks the girl in front of her is a bit familiar?

Where have you seen it?

"Can you?" Song Yaoyao didn't know why Ren Shanshan looked at her in a daze, and asked again in English.

"Huh? Of course you can!"

Ren Shanshan suddenly came back to her senses, and nodded quickly without time to think about it.

"Please sit down."

She quietly looked at the man next to Song Yaoyao, and was stunned when she saw his clear and compelling look.

Xindao Nuwa is too unfair, right? Some people are as perfect as Nuwa himself carving, everything is perfect to unreal. Some people are just throwing mud ideas.

Unfortunately, she is the latter.

The two in front of him are the former.

"Brother, let's sit here!"

Song Yaoya pulled Huo Yunque to sit down, and leaned his head on his arm with a grin, "Is this all right?"

"Yes, of course!"

Ren Shanshan was envious and didn't dare to look at Huo Yunque more.

Men are very handsome, but very powerful. All his tenderness was given to the girl next to him, his eyes were so heavy that people did not dare to look directly.

And their clothes are very well made. Ren Shanshan doesn't know what brand it is, but it can be seen that they are expensive.

How could there be such a perfect person in the world? Ren Shanshan's hands were shaking with excitement, she didn't even dare to make a plastic surgery, right?

In particular, she studies art and has a higher pursuit of beauty.

Besides, they are so sweet!

In fact, Ren Shanshan is not short of money. After all, the family can send her to study abroad, or to study the art department that burns money. Naturally, the family has the capital.

It happened to be fine during the holiday, so she simply came with the drawing board on her back, not to make money, as to practice basic skills.

She draws very quickly, but perhaps it is because the model is particularly touching for her, Ren Shanshan draws very carefully.

The men and women sitting together are enthusiastic maple leaves behind. The wind is gentle and the light is warm.

"The drawing is done, are you satisfied with it? Are there other things that need to be modified?"

When putting away the pen, Ren Shanshan let out a sigh.

In her own heart, she even wanted to detain this painting for private possession.

Maybe it's because of the model, maybe because of her mood just now, or maybe because of the beauty here.

It constitutes her most satisfying work in recent years.

Unfortunately, it is a customer order.

Song Yaoyao can't wait to abandon Huo Yunque and run over. Ren Shanshan paints oil paintings with harmonious color schemes, especially the characters and skin texture. The maple leaf behind him is even more like a fire in the oil painting.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!!"

Song Yaoya couldn't wait to share it with Huo Yunque, "Brother, you--" Huh? Huo Yunque is not behind her?

"brother--"

Huo Yunque pinched his eyebrows funny, the girl forgot him again.

Should he be angry?

But seeing Song Yaoya beckoning, he still walked over helplessly.

"How about? Is it well painted?! It's so beautiful! Brother, let's take it back and hang it in our bedroom."

There is actually a painting in the bedroom, but Song Yaoya would not appreciate these, but the ones that can be hung in Huo Yunque's room are definitely of great value.

But now, she asked for it to be replaced.

Huo Yunque looked at the cheerful girl with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Okay, it's all up to you."

Ren Shanshan's face is calm, and her heart is already called a groundhog.

Ow ow good tease good pet ah!

Oh, what kind of fairy love is this! I can! This pair locks me up!

Song Yaoya went to Huo Yunque's trouser pocket and took out the wallet to pay. The various cards in it flashed past, and Ren Shanshan wanted to scream even more.

Did she read it right? Black card? She thought that these two people were definitely rich, but she never thought that they were so rich.

This is completely an idol drama scene, right?

What's more, what a stimulating and intimate interaction is that the girlfriend goes to the boyfriend's trouser pocket to grab the wallet!

"Huo Si!"

The surface of the oil painting has solidified, but the inside hasn't dried yet. It will take a long time to completely dry it.

Song Yaoya carefully handed the painting to him, "Get me back to the hotel, and remember not to damage it!"

Huo Si grinned, "Miss Song, don't worry."

Song Yaoya is satisfied today.

She took Huo Yunque and waved goodbye to Ren Shanshan, "Thank you for your painting, goodbye~"

Then he slowly pulled Huo Yunque back.

As soon as they left, Ren Shanshan's cell phone rang on the back foot.

It is a message from a domestic friend.

Pick up a 100-meter sprint: Ahhhhh! Someone seems to have seen my family go to Canada! !

Pick up a 100-meter sprint: Sister, aren’t you there? Do you know this?

Picking up a 100-meter sprint: Oh, I’m sour, even if I can’t see the girl, it’s great to breathe the air of the same city with the girl?

Something flashed in Ren Shanshan's mind, and she quickly caught it this time.

She stared at the head of her good sister for a few seconds, wondering, is it so coincidental?

In WeChat, the sisters are still sending new messages, Ren Shanshan replied silently...

Shanshan: I seem... I really met them

Picking up a 100-meter sprint:?

Pick up a 100-meter sprint: I'll just talk about it, don't lie to me and tell you, I won't believe it! [Dislike·jpg]

Shanshan:? ? ?

No one believes the truth now?

Shanshan: No, I really met. There is a man next to her, who is very handsome, like her boyfriend

Pick up a 100-meter sprint: I rely on real or fake? Sister, don't you bluff me!

Shanshan: Really, just now, when I said I felt familiar, it turned out that I saw your profile picture. Is she the star you like?

(End of this chapter)