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Cheng Ming and Li Hong looked back at each other.

There are rumors in the market that Lu Yan is a person who cuts off love and never loves, no matter what kind of man or woman he is, he won't take an extra look at him.

But today a person appeared in his residence. Even though they couldn't see who that person was, both of them had the same thought in their hearts. The person in Lu Yan's house might have an unusual identity.

The door is closed, and no one can see what's going on inside. When the doctor comes, the person is not in good health, or is there another problem.

No one knew, Cheng Ming looked at Cheng Feng's room again, at that time it was very strange, Cheng Ming actually came up with a thought, could it be that Cheng Feng was in Lu Yan's room, so it would be easy to explain , Why is it so coincidental that a doctor will come.

And with Cheng Feng's good looks, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, he won't be indifferent.

No matter how cold and cold Lu Yan is, he is still a normal person after all, and maybe he will change when he sees Cheng Feng.

No, no.

Cheng Ming immediately suppressed this terrible idea, what was he thinking, how could Cheng Feng have any intersection with Lu Yan, it is impossible for him to have any intersection with Lu Yan.

and many more.

Cheng Ming suddenly remembered something.

"Cheng Ming, do you think the person lying on the bed there is Cheng Feng?"

At this moment, Li Hong also asked the same question.

Apparently Li Hong had already remembered what happened not long ago, that day when they went to a restaurant owned by a friend for dinner, Cheng Ming suddenly recalled the scene that happened on the stairs.

Lu Yan was at the bottom of the stairs and caught Cheng Feng who fell down.

Not only to catch, but also to pick up the person and leave quickly.

Could it be that Lu Yan fell in love with Cheng Feng that time, and now even more, they both live in the same room.

Cheng Ming couldn't believe it, and kept shaking his head.

"Impossible, are you crazy?" Cheng Ming said to Li Hong.

This is also what he said to himself.

Is he crazy?

Even if Cheng Feng and Lu Yan had been in contact at that time, but Lu Yan's power, if he really had thoughts about Cheng Feng, shouldn't he go to their family directly, as far as Lu Yan's means, their Cheng family can't resist at all.

Or, the reason why Lu Yan didn't act publicly was because he liked Cheng Feng, so he kept it a secret from others.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Cheng Ming immediately used his phone to call Cheng Feng.

There was no answer for a while, and when Cheng Ming's heart was beating non-stop, Cheng Feng answered the phone.

At that time, the doctor was examining Cheng Feng's body, and the room was quite quiet without any sound.

But Cheng Ming heard that it was unusually quiet there, there was no movement at all, as far as he saw just now, there were several people in the room, it shouldn't be so quiet.

So I must be thinking wrong, the person in Lu Yan's room is definitely someone else, how could it be Cheng Feng.

He's crazy to think that way.

"...I said I'm fine."

Cheng Feng's tone sounded impatient, and he could also hear the tone of sleepiness.

"Sorry bro, I dialed the wrong number."

Cheng Ming didn't ask if Cheng Feng was alone, as if he was afraid that the answer he would get if he spoke would be terrifying.

"If it's nothing, then don't call, and I will also turn off the phone on silent." Because he really didn't want to receive calls from Cheng Ming and the others.

The doctor brought some glucose, and Cheng Feng drank two, it tasted sweet, but it tasted good.

Put a few more to drink later, if Cheng Feng is not feeling well, you can drink some of this to replenish energy.

Cheng Feng didn't open the cough suppressant. Cheng Feng often drank it. In fact, it was better to drink plain water. Those thirst quenchers seemed to drink too much, and the effect would be reduced. Sometimes it seemed that the more they drank, the more they coughed.

There was nothing serious about Cheng Feng's health. He was born with a weak constitution, so he couldn't just take any medicine the day after tomorrow.

After the doctor examined Cheng Feng, he went to Lu Yan and told about Cheng Feng's condition. Cheng Feng leaned against the head of the bed, and his complexion improved a lot. It's frightening.

The doctor and the staff left. They had just left when someone came over. It was Lu Yan's assistant. Lu Yan called the assistant in advance and told the assistant to go outside and buy some special supplies.

The assistant carried a small bag containing some simple painting tools.

The assistant came to the room. On the way there, it was completely impossible to guess what was going on with the boss. Why did he suddenly want these things? It looked like he was going to paint.

But as far as he knew about Lu Yan, the assistant had never discovered that Lu Yan had such a habit.

And when they came to the room, it should be said that Lu Yan went to open the door, the assistant turned his eyes and saw the boy leaning on the bed, that face was so recognizable, no one would say that after seeing Cheng Feng's face Forget about him.The boy looked quite weak, as if he had just experienced something, and the assistant stopped certain thoughts immediately.

The assistant handed in the tools in his hand, but he didn't go inside.

The door closed again quickly, the assistant stood outside the door, blinked suddenly, looked down at his hand, the feeling of holding the tool was still there, so it was not a mistake.

Pretty boy is really in the boss room, so the boss is...

The assistant narrowed his eyes slightly, and pressed the corners of his mouth.

He didn't need to ask the boss specifically, and he wouldn't tell anyone about it.

That boy is indeed quite stunning in terms of appearance. Just his appearance alone, his peach eyes are silent and alluring, his facial features are the pinnacle of the light-faced system, and his whole person is clean and light, more handsome than a lily in full bloom on the branch beauty.

It just seems that the body is not very good, a little sick.

But the face is fine.

It was just a face.

The assistant turned away.

When he arrived at the hotel, Lu Sheng called and asked his assistant about the situation of his second uncle, Lu Yan.

The assistant just said that the boss will be resting in the room, and Lu Sheng said he knew after hearing it, so he will go to the second uncle's place later.

I bought some painting tools, but it can be said that there are actually too many.

For Cheng Feng, writing is actually just a pencil and a blank sheet of paper.

"Don't take a break?"

Seeing Cheng Feng lifted the quilt and was about to get up, Lu Yan walked over and pressed Cheng Feng's shoulder.

"I've been asleep for more than an hour, and I won't be able to sleep any more at night."

And the throat has also improved a lot, which is actually quite strange. I don't know if it's because of the change of room or because of Lu Yan. Cheng Feng's body seems to be recovering faster than usual with this man by his side.

Cheng Feng got out of bed and walked to the desk. The chair was also used by Lu Yan. After Cheng Feng sat on it, he seemed to have a feeling that his body was completely wrapped by the other party's breath.

And Cheng Feng doesn't hate this feeling, it can be said that he quite likes it.

Cheng Feng picked up the pen, bought a pencil sharpener, and sharpened the pen. Cheng Feng took a piece of white paper, and he looked up at Lu Yan's face.

"The painting is not very good. If the painting is ugly, don't be angry for a while."

"No, you can draw whatever you want."

As long as it is drawn by a child, even if he is painted as an alien, Lu Yan will only like it here.

Lu Yan sat on the sofa chair against the wall, not too close to Cheng Feng, so as not to affect the little painter.

Cheng Feng lowered his head and picked up a pen to start drawing. Occasionally he raised his head to look at Lu Yan. His slender and beautiful fingers were holding the signature pen. Lu Yan's eyes gradually fell from Cheng Feng's face to his fingers. Lu Yan lowered his eyes slightly, he Why do you feel that this scene is very familiar.

Immediately I remembered where I had seen it.

On his nephew Lu Sheng's mobile phone, he was talking with several other people that day, but Lu Sheng was watching the mobile anchor. Pretty charming.

At that time, Lu Yan felt that the little anchor's fingers seemed to be similar to boys.

Now I am surprised to see that children can also draw.

Is it a coincidence?

It just so happens that both of them can draw.

Such a coincidence...

Lu Yan thought again about the relationship between him and the child. In the past month, they have met so many times by chance.

Perhaps it is a coincidence that both of them can draw and have such beautiful fingers.

Lu Yan thought it might be so.

It's just that when he looked at Cheng Feng's hand more carefully, his eyes flickered instantly.

It's not a coincidence, two people are probably one.

"Do you like live streaming?"

Lu Yan asked suddenly.

Cheng Fenghua was so focused that he didn't hear what Lu Yan said clearly, but he still heard it.

He raised his head, his eyes were bright, his expression was focused on painting, and at that moment his beautiful face bumped hard in the bottom of Lu Yan's heart.

"Do you like live broadcasts? Children like you seem to like live broadcasts."

"I have a nephew, who should be about the same age as you, and he likes it better."

"Live broadcast?" Cheng Fengtao's eyes widened slightly, as if he was surprised that such words as live broadcast would come out of Lu Yan's mouth.

"Well, I like it too."

Cheng Feng laughed.

"Occasionally, I will start a live broadcast and draw in the live broadcast room."

Cheng Feng didn't think it was something to hide. The classmates around him and Cheng Feng also knew that he would do a live broadcast occasionally.

But he didn't say which platform and which account, so as not to give him some gifts when he went to his live broadcast room, he did not live broadcast painting for money, but just wanted to share it with others.

The child is also doing a live broadcast, so Lu Yan can be sure of his guess.

"You should have more fans."

Although Lu Yan doesn't watch the live broadcast, he still has a little understanding of young people's preferences. Besides, with the face of a child, sitting there is enough to attract fans.

"It's not much, it's only [-] to [-], and it's still losing fans recently."

When Cheng Feng talked about the live broadcast, he seemed willing to share it with others.

"Let's not talk, there is still a little finishing touch, wait another 10 minutes."

Cheng Feng smiled at Lu Yan, and immediately lowered his head after laughing, and almost instantly entered the state of concentrating on painting.

Lu Yan watched silently, his eyes getting deeper and deeper. He knew that he really fell in love with this child.

After living for so many decades, this is the first time I feel excited. I don’t know what type of person a child likes. If he is different from himself, he is willing to make some changes.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Lu Yan's mouth, Cheng Feng raised his head and saw Lu Yan smiling.

His previous paintings didn't seem to be Lu Yan smiling. Cheng Feng quickly made some changes, just added a little line, and the person on the drawing paper immediately smiled.

Apart from being black and white, it can be said that this sketch is the most satisfying one Cheng Feng has drawn so far.

"It's painted."

Cheng Feng put down the pen, he stood up, picked up the painting, Lu Yan walked over there with long legs, stood beside Cheng Feng, and looked down at Cheng Feng's painting.

The moment Lu Yan saw it, he couldn't control the shock on his face. Is this him?

It doesn't look like it was drawn just now, it is more suitable as if it was printed by a printer.

No, more real and alive than the printer's look.

"Is it alright?"

Cheng Feng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Yan beside him. Lu Yan reached out and grabbed Cheng Feng's hand. He wanted to get the drawing paper, but subconsciously grabbed the child's hand.

Feeling that the child's body seemed to tremble, Lu Yan took his hand away calmly.

"Very well drawn."

"I want this painting."

Lu Yan directly took the painting over. He had already thought about it, and when he got home, he would frame it and put it in the bedroom.

"If you don't mind, just take it away."

"If one day I find that it's not good-looking, it's fine to throw it in the trash can. I just don't know."

Unlike other people, the boy doesn't have much restraint in front of Lu Yan, and he won't be obedient or jealous of Lu Yan just because of Lu Yan's identity.

Even Lu Sheng always seemed uncomfortable and unnatural in front of Lu Yan.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes, and met the boy's clear and bright peach blossom eyes. It was still Yin Yun's gentle spring water waves, but it was a little different here. The bright smile came from the heart.

A word came out of Lu Yan's throat, but in the boy's innocent eyes, Lu Yan suppressed that word.

He actually wanted the boy's self-portrait more than his own.

I can see it in the mirror every day, but it is difficult to see the boy's.

Lu Yan looked away and continued to look at the sketch he had just drawn. He didn't even need to investigate who the person in the live broadcast was, as he believed that the two people must be the same.

Then it was unexpected, his nephew seemed to have a good vision, and he would have some thoughts about the little anchor with his hands.

But my nephew has no chance, because he likes it too.

As for what he likes, although he is an elder, Lu Yan will not give it up.

He also never got used to people.

"You draw very well. I don't think anyone will think that you draw poorly."

This is not Lu Yan deliberately praising Cheng Feng, but the boy's painting, which is really good.

If the boy was willing, Lu Yan had another thought at the time, that is, he wanted to hold an art exhibition for the boy.