Perfect Pampered Marriage: Good Morning, Hubby - Chapter 591

‘The cicada’s ringing is the bell that is gradually counting down outside the window. The score on the test paper is the climbing tree and vine. Did the butterfly I painted on your palm fly away? ’

‘White clouds are the kites that are flying in the blue sky, youth is us running on the playground, don’t worry about getting hurt, and bravely march towards our dreams. ’

Unexpected occasion…

When Han Jinchu listened to this song, he suddenly got inspiration and improved the first draft.

“Xia Yichen, thank you! You are simply my ‘angel’!”

“…”

After Han Jinchu finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said something **** stupid, and quickly said: “No…no, don’t get me wrong…I just…I just want to say that because of you, I feel lucky…I mean , In my life, you seem to be a very very important friend, brother, teacher…”

The more she talked, the more confused she became, and the explanation was terribly embarrassing in the end.

“…”

He understands that besides treating him as a’boyfriend’, he can be anyone who can replace her in her heart, right?

“The picture you drew, let me see.”

“Don’t…” Han Jinchu hurriedly hid the painting.

“You painted me, can’t I see it?”

Han Jinchu blushed, “Well…that…you will see…”

When?

During the game?

“I’m very curious about what I look like in your writing.”

Han Jinchu lowered his head awkwardly and looked at the toes of his shoes.

She looked lovely, and he didn’t force her to see the painting anymore, anyway, he was not invisible, though, what exactly she painted him.

But he was always patient with her.

A few days later, the 7th National Drawing Cup Newcomer Competition officially started.

This competition is invested by Di Chuancheng Group. The purpose is to tap potential newcomers. The winners will get the professional training qualifications of world-class instructors.

This painting competition is a little different from other competitions. Contestants can take their pictures and introduce their works on stage. Everyone has ten minutes to canvass for themselves.

Han Jinchu was inexplicably nervous when he saw so many people participating in the game when he entered the stadium.

So many people? And there are too many excellent players, can she really win the prize?

She never dreamed that Mo Yichen and Mo Ningmen would also come to the scene.

“Hi! Jin Chu!”

It was Molemon’s voice.

“Lemon!” Han Jinchu’s eyes lit up and he saw two people in the crowd at a glance.

Because they are so eye-catching, they can always cause screams wherever they go. Even though they are protected by bodyguards, there are still many people rushing towards them, trying to get closer to them.

Their position is in the VIP seat of the first row. Lemon is one of the invited guests, not only because she is a young lady in the emperor’s heritage, but also because she has won several painting competitions despite her young age.

In fact, Han Jinchu glanced at Mo Yichen at a glance, but every time she saw him, she was a little unnatural.

Mo Mengmen smiled and said: “I’ll go to the guest seat first, Jin Chu, you have to come on! Brother, bye…” She blinked at Mo Yichen, apparently deliberately leaving time for the two of them.

Mo Yichen took Han Jinchu into an unmanned room. Only then did he feel a little quieter. The bodyguards guarded the outside to prevent others from entering.

When Han Jinchu heard the noise outside, he felt that the air in the room had become thinner, and even his breathing became a little stagnant.

Especially, she is now in the same room with Mo Yichen alone.

“Xia Yichen…I, I’m going to participate in the competition.” She said vaguely.

She was anxious to leave as soon as we met?

“Your game number is the 17th. It will take at least 16 people before it will be your turn.” Mo Yichen said.

“…” Does he know this?

Han Jinchu blushed and glanced at the falling maple leaves outside the window, “Yeah.”

“Why do you tremble like this? Very nervous?” Mo Yichen saw Han Jinchu’s hands shaking slightly with his fists.

“I’m afraid that you will betray your expectations of me.” She said.

Mo Yichen grabbed her wrist and she froze for a second. He seemed to realize something, but didn’t let go of her because of it. Instead, he took a paintbrush out of her other hand and spread it out. In her palm, drew a few strokes in her palm…

What is it?

She only felt that his hands were warm, which made her more nervous.

The brush stroked her palm a few times, and her palm was itchy, and there was a strange feeling in her heart.

He returned the paintbrush to her and released her hand by the way.

She stretched out her palms and put them in front of her for a serious look, and found that he had drawn in her palms… uh… what is this? She couldn’t see it after watching it for a long time.

So she asked him embarrassedly, “What is this?”

“…” Mo Yichen didn’t expect such a simple few simple paintings, he painted so that people can’t recognize it, and the corners of his mouth twitch.

As soon as he was about to speak, she immediately made a sudden realization, and said, “Ah, I can see it is a caterpillar?”

“…”

“Isn’t it?”

Mo Yichen said awkwardly: “It’s after the caterpillars grow up.”

What is the caterpillar when it grows up?

“Big caterpillar?”

“……butterfly!”

Isn’t he a real butterfly painted?

Han Jinchu was even more embarrassed. “That, I don’t mean anything else! Xia Yichen, you painted very well, but my eyes are not so good. If you look closely, it really looks like the caterpillars grow up…”

Does she still feel like a caterpillar?

Mo Yichen cleared his throat, “I just want to tell you that as long as it is a butterfly, even if it looks like a caterpillar at first, it will take off one day.”

Han Jinchu was stunned for a moment, and had to say that although his paintings were not very good, his words of encouragement were really beautiful.

“Hmm!” She nodded her head.

She will try her best to spread her wings!

“It’s okay, let’s go out.” Mo Yichen said.

“Yeah.” Han Jinchu nodded.

“Is the picture taken?”

“Ok!”

“You can’t say anything other than ‘um’?”

“what?”

“…” Forget it.

Mo Yichen opened the door and walked out. Because of the bodyguards’ credit, the corridor outside had been emptied.

Han Jinchu also followed.

In fact, she wanted to say thank you to him, but he refused to let her say thank you to her, so she didn’t know what to say anymore.

Alas, Han Jinchu, you are so stupid, why are you always so stupid when facing him…

Mo Yichen and Han Jinchu came out one after another. At the end of the corridor, Lian Xue, who also came to participate in the painting competition, ran into them…

It’s Han Jinchu again! !

She also participates in the competition! ?

After Han Jinchu bid farewell to Mo Yichen, he went to the bathroom.

Lian Xue immediately followed–