Chapter 144: How to kill a giant baby 16

"Have a doctor?" Huai day paused, but quickly lifted his legs and continued to walk forward, his voice became a little cold, "Didn't Dr. Li come over?"
"Dr. Li was called on the first day, but Dr. Li went on vacation the next day, so the gentleman came over with a new doctor. The doctor's last name was strange, and the last name was chicken." The bodyguard did not notice Huai The change of the tone of the day, answering his questions indifferently, and the doctor's surname of the Huai day gossip.
Huai Day listened to him without expression, but his heart was cold.
The Lord is sick, can the doctor at home go on vacation? The doctor Bart invited is probably a psychiatrist who specializes in hypnotic guidance for teenagers-to guide him to a higher obedience to the dominator.
It's a pity that juvenile dominators have changed their personalities.
Huai day raised his lips coldly, his eyes were dim, and the bodyguard next to him looked at him, feeling that this Asian colleague had disappeared for a few days, and became more imposing, completely different from the Asians in his impression. However, the bodyguard didn't think too much. In the days when Huai Ri wasn't there, he was on the shift instead of Huai Ri. Now that Huai Ri is back, he should leave after handing over his work.
Huai Ri took off his windbreaker and put on the uniform black suit of the bodyguards in the castle. After confirming that there was no trace of folds on his clothes, he pushed the door open and walked towards the teenager's studio.
The life of the teenager is very regular. Although these seven days are not in the castle, he can clearly understand the youngster's every move. He can guess that the teenager must now be sitting next to the window and holding a paintbrush on the canvas Sketching his paintings, it is clear that from a certain point of view, Huai Ri's desire to control is perfectly satisfied.
Unconsciously, Huai Day's footsteps were a lot lighter, but they slowly slowed down, because he thought that the regular life of the teenager would soon be broken, and the teenager might wake up every morning and still drink a bottle as before Milk, he is also fully capable of giving the juvenile and now almost the same material life, but he can not give the juvenile the quiet time of playing the piano, painting, or reading, they will have a long time after leaving the castle Time is tired of running away and hiding, he is used to this life, but can a teenager get used to it?
Huai day went slower and slower, and finally stopped at the door of the studio. The teenager who cared about the whole holiday was sitting in it, as he expected, sitting quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a few brushes in his hand, and drawing colorful lines and blocks on the canvas.
He lowered his eyebrows, and the slender eyelashes seemed to be a little transparent in the light. He couldn't hold the clear brown pupils underneath, and those eyes seemed to have a lingering water light, overflowing with long tenderness. Staring at the canvas in front of him.
Because he was too focused, the teenager didn't seem to notice his arrival.
Or maybe he walked in front of the canvas, and the boy would not notice him, because he knew that the boy was very attentive when painting, playing the piano or reading a book. At that time, he was immersed in his own world, and that world was only He is alone.
He was able to approach the boy at these times because he grabbed his wrist before he stepped into his own world, so the boy could only look at his world far away, and was forced to stay with him The world.
Huai day took a deep breath and spit it out slowly. He now somehow didn't want to come forward to disturb the teenager. He thought that it might be because the teenager's eyebrows immersed in the painting were too gentle. He didn't want to make these gentleness become After disturbing the irritability, Pingshu's eyebrows frowned tightly, showing his dislike to him. As long as he thought of that picture, Huai Day couldn't help but want to go backwards, so he chose to stand at the door, stand on the edge of the youth's world, and wait for him to hug him when he came out of that world.
However, the boy was aware of his arrival. He stopped the paintbrush in his hand and looked back at him with a feeling. Then his eyes widened slightly. The beautiful, amber-like eyes had surprise, joy, and joy. Waiting for all kinds of beautiful and debilitating emotions, without a little irritability, impatience and anger.
Huai day looked at his eyes, but felt that the red liquid flowing in the heart and blood vessels had become thick honey, and walked sweetly inside his body, because he did not see the teenager walking from his own world Come out, and pull him into that world, a world where no one has ever stopped.
"Huai?" The boy yelled his name softly. "Are you back?"
"Huh." Huai day said a low voice, and then he walked to his side before the boy got up and walked towards him. His eyes kept looking at the boy, greedily as if he could never see him, and he only separated Yu Guang a little bit to the painting that had just taken away the boy ’s full attention, because the color on that picture was very gorgeous Eye-catching.
But to Huai Day's surprise, the person in the painting was him.
In the painting, he stands among a field of sunflowers, his eyes and eyes are tender and he looks at the people outside the painting affectionately.
Huai Ri looked at him in the painting in disbelief, and seemed unable to believe that he could have such a tender and affectionate look, but the person in the painting had exactly the same face as him, and indeed he was himself.
Did he always look at the boy with such eyes?
Huai Day couldn't help but say: "This picture"
"The painting is Huai." The boy took his word, with some ostentation in his tone, and there was something to look forward to in praise. He raised his hand and gently pulled the corner of his sleeve, "Is it what I painted?"
The teenager's hand was still stained with a lot of paint and stained his clothes, but Huai Ri picked up the corner of his lips and said, "Like."
The teenager got his affirmation, his eyes suddenly lighted up, and Huai Day didn't wait for him to laugh and continued to say, "But you didn't paint well."
"What's wrong?" The boy asked him leaning his head, leaning his head lightly on his chest.
Huai day bent down and was close to the boy. He pointed at the person in the picture and said, "There can be another person beside him."
His teenager was very smart and immediately raised his head: "Can I be your model?"
auzw.com "Of course." Huai day looked back at him, "but I don't know how to paint."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you draw it." The boy immediately shoved all his pens to him, took the small chair behind the canvas, and wanted to model him.
Huai Day really can't draw, awkwardly added the outline of a personal shadow next to the person in the painting, his face is also not good, and he can barely see that it looks like a boy. However, the boy held the painting like a treasure, supplementing the surrounding sunflowers, and felt that it was his most perfect work.
"I don't look good." Huai day laughed.
"I think it looks good. The eyes you paint are very similar to mine." Su Jinzhi looked at Huai Day's painting himself, and his eyes were a little moist. In so many worlds, he had only taken photos with him in the world of Song Mingxuan.
The painting he painted was actually based on that photo.
After No. 1 left, he cried secretly, and felt a bit embarrassed after crying, but couldn't help but miss Huai Qi more. He wondered what Huai Ji was doing now, and whether he missed it like he missed him. Holding him.
So when he woke up this morning, he took a paintbrush and wanted to paint Huai day.
He is really an unqualified lover, and he can't find any way to compensate him except to love Huai day a bit.
Su Jinzhi has never been so eager to recover those lost memories for a moment. He wants to know how they fell in love in the beginning. Even if they are separated later, they want to know the reason, because they do n’t know each time they are together. It should be forgotten, but worth remembering.
"Can I hang this picture?"
Su Jinzhi couldn't help but speak, but he regretted it afterwards, because he hadn't painted a picture of himself with Bart, not to mention the fact that this picture was taken from the writing of two people. Do you suspect his relationship with Huai Day?
"Yes." However, Huai Day touched his head and agreed, "but we have to wait until your birthday and we can leave it and make a gift for your father."
One of Su Jin didn't respond to the meaning of his sentence, and remembered it after a few seconds. On his birthday, Huai Day was going to take him out of the castle. He left such a painting to tell Bart that he and Huai Elope ran away. Su Jinzhi couldn't imagine Bart's face after seeing this painting, but as a good boy, he would never refute the meaning of Huai Day, and immediately nodded in agreement with the proposal.
Su Jinzhi hid the painting carefully, then stood in front of Huai Day and looked up at Huai Day.
Huai Ri bowed his head slightly, facing the boy with eyes that wished for Shuiguang, and his heart moved, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?"
The "Huai" boy was hesitant, as if he was afraid he would not agree, "You can be like that day"
Huai Ri ’s heartstrings were shaken even more, as if someone was holding a long bow on top of Cannon ’s melody. He pinched the boy ’s thin white chin, and his lips pressed lightly against the corners of his lips. If the soft lips of the petals leave, they will blend with his warm breath and take over his words: "Did you kiss you like that day?"
The teenager's cheeks and auricles were crimson, and there was a shy water in his eyes, but his head was pressing urgently.
But Huai Day did not immediately reward him with a kiss, but smiled slightly, and receded slightly: "Do you know why I want to kiss you?"
"Because Huai likes me, I like Huai, too," said the boy, "Hua can kiss me, am I right?"
Huai day looked at him, and he didn't speak for a long time before finally sighing and kissing his lips: "You're right."
I must also want to dominate you because I like you, but this idea was wrong at the beginning, because I couldn't dominate someone who could capture me, and I was destined to be dominated by you.
The author has something to say: Well, I read everyone's comments. It is probably slippery. You should not agree at first, and you will not agree again in the future. After the holiday, concentrate on writing this book, and it will be 68w before I know it. I have never written such a long book, and I shall not write it in the future.
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