The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

"Teacher Wen?"

Noticing that Wen Yunxuan's gaze lingered on her for a long time, Jiang Huanhuan asked with some confusion.

But unlike his previous impatience, there was a bit of scrutiny in his eyes when he looked at her.

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't describe this feeling.

Jiang Huanhuan has always known that Wen Yunxuan and Jiang Qi are a bit aloof.

Perhaps this is how art is? There's a certain aloofness about it, and only in a small circle of shared interests, where he meets people with similar tastes, does he become close.

Fortunately, Wen Yunxuan didn't stay with her for too long.

After Jiang Huanhuan asked, Wen Yunxuan smiled at her.

"Huanhuan is getting prettier and prettier."

Jiang Huanhuan nodded generously: "I think I look good today too. I got up at six in the morning and put on makeup!"

More than two hours!

If it doesn't look good, what's the point of spending time in front of the mirror? What's the point of the makeup artist working so hard for so long?

When I heard that Jiang Huanhuan was going to participate in an art exhibition, I took the trouble to do some homework and research.

The makeup artist said that art exhibitions are art, and makeup is also a kind of art?

It’s all about the pursuit of beautiful things!

Jiang Huanhuan never denies her own beauty, nor does she deny the fruits of other people's labor.

Naturally, no one was disgusted by Jiang Huanhuan's generous admission, and they even found it particularly interesting.

Jiang Huanhuan followed the crowd and entered the art exhibition.

As the protagonist of today, many people came up to talk to Jiang Qi along the way.

Fortunately, the housekeeper and Teacher Song livened up the atmosphere, and Jiang Qi said a few words from time to time, so the atmosphere was harmonious.

Jiang Huanhuan followed quietly behind, listening to the system's popular science lectures. She was very curious about everything around her, and her eyes would often linger on the things she was curious about.

For example, a sculpture made of marble.

Or maybe it's a cloud made of soft cotton.

very nice.

Jiang Huanhuan tried hard to restrain her urge to go forward and touch it, and kept these new things in her mind.

The theme of this exhibition is called Jiang Qi.

The paintings displayed are a reflection of his inner life from childhood to adulthood.

Jiang Qi is talented.

No matter which painting it is, it can arouse people's emotions very well, whether it is happiness, sadness, fear or confusion.

Puppies can feel emotions most intuitively.

She couldn't analyze the ingenuity of the painting, nor could she study the balance of color combinations.

She just projected a series of portraits to feel Xiaoqi's mental state at that time.

Jiang Huanhuan lingered in front of each portrait for a long time, gradually separating from the main group.

【Pity. 】

It was at this moment that the system's voice sounded.

[Jiang Qi has some talent.]

Jiang Huanhuan couldn't quite understand the meaning of the system.

Why is it a pity to have talent?

The system paused, then chose a slightly more euphemistic statement: [If he can successfully grow up, he will definitely be a remarkable painter.]

But according to the plot, Jiang Qi cannot grow up smoothly.

He is just a supporting role.

Jiang Huanhuan was a little stunned: [But wasn't Xiaoqi's illness the reason for his death? As long as Huanhuan keeps watching over him, it'll be fine.]

Companion puppy! Mental support dog!

Because of Jiang Qi, Jiang Huanhuan also did this kind of learning and understanding.

If other dogs can do it, Huanhuan thinks she can do it too.

The system looked at Jiang Huanhuan, who was full of fighting spirit, and did not reply to her.

But when Jiang Huanhuan turned her head to look at the work carefully, she sighed inwardly.

——Silly dog, you won’t live long either.

Jiang Huanhuan was not in a hurry when she found herself separated from the main group. She had a cell phone with her, so she could contact them by phone if necessary.

The puppy started his own adventure.

The art gallery rented by Jiang Qi is owned by the Jiang family and is specialized in art exhibitions.

Therefore, the design of the art gallery is also quite beautiful.

The environment, lighting, shadows, and furnishings are all carefully designed.

Therefore, many art exhibitions are held here, and apart from the high price, there are no other disadvantages.

Even Wen Yunxuan himself likes it very much.

At this moment, he once again experienced the charm of light and shadow.

The sunlight rushed into the hall from the archway, almost eager to envelop and swallow Jiang Huanhuan.

Light always seems to favor beauties. In the sunlight, even Jiang Huanhuan's hair is shining, and her skin is exceptionally translucent and fair.

A pair of amber eyes shone brightly.

Very beautiful and clear.

It's not like the eyes humans have.

My eyes hurt.

When you stay in a dim space for a long time, your eyes will not be able to adapt to the sudden exposure to light.

The pain and stimulation made Wen Yunxuan close his eyes, but he was fighting against his instinct at the moment.

His gaze was greedy, almost offensive, trying to record every tiny detail before him.

Until Jiang Huanhuan discovered him.

Jiang Huanhuan approached him.

Away from the sunlight, those eyes became even more beautiful.

And it's even more special than before.

——At this moment, only his figure was reflected in Jiang Huanhuan's eyes.

"Are you OK?"

When Wen Yunxuan's arm was grabbed by Jiang Huanhuan, he realized that he was actually shaking.

He grasped Jiang Huanhuan's slender wrist with his backhand, and his heart was suddenly filled with a subtle sense of satisfaction.

"You look like you're going to faint."

Jiang Huanhuan's arm felt a little painful, she shook it but couldn't get rid of it.

The puppy didn't care much about it, she just thought that Wen Yunxuan was uncomfortable and used her as a support point.

"Would you like to sit down somewhere? You haven't looked well since this morning."

It was a long time before she heard Wen Yunxuan's response.

"…Did you find out?"

Jiang Huanhuan blinked: "Didn't you notice it yourself?"

Wen Yunxuan didn't say anything, but just obediently followed Jiang Huanhuan to the seat and sat down.

There was candy stuffed in his mouth and a glass of water in his hand.

Jiang Huanhuan was standing in front of him, looking down at her cell phone.

He still held her slender wrist.

He pressed his fingers against her skin, feeling the steady, strong pulse beating beneath it.

Beautiful, incredible, and full of life.

Several words popped into Wen Yunxuan's mind.

The inspiration that had almost dried up emerged again.

Countless new ideas emerged from my mind.

I have a new idea after being confused for almost a year.

Wen Yunxuan should have grabbed the inspiration and gone back to paint.

But he didn't move. Instead, he put on an even weaker posture, trying to gain more attention from Jiang Huanhuan.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had much inspiration for painting lately, so I was a little anxious and didn't sleep well last night."

Jiang Huanhuan's gaze fell on his face, and she looked a little sleepless.

"Do you have insomnia like Xiaoqi?"

"Yeah, the same as Xiaoqi, maybe even more serious than Xiaoqi."

Jiang Huanhuan thought for a moment and said, "How about I give you a doll? Xiaoqi said he couldn't sleep yesterday, but he fell asleep right away while holding the doll."

Wen Yunxuan doesn't like dolls.

But if it was a doll given by Jiang Huanhuan, I might like it and might have more inspiration.

"You can choose it next time when you come to my house."

Wen Yunxuan smiled and was about to agree when another clear male voice, gentle yet strong, interrupted their conversation.

"婳婳."