Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4373: Full house, her portrait

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the Seventh Miss Scrap: Master Emperor, tap the latest chapter!

Ye Qingluo pulled back his thoughts from the darkness.

When she opened her eyes, there was a sharp tingling sensation in her head.

She raised her hand and pressed her head hard.

After sitting up from the bed.

I saw...

There is a wooden chair next to the bed.

The man sits above, leaning on the back of the chair, resting with his eyes squinted.

On his stern face, he looked like the carefully carved facial features, which looked extremely pleasing when he closed his eyes and did not see the coldness of the past.

The thick eyelashes cast two arc shadows under the squinted eyelids.

The lines on his entire human face have been softened a bit.

Ye Qingluo also noticed, under the man's eyebrows, there was a clear blackness.

Obviously, it's the tiredness after I haven't closed my eyes for a long time.

The man is really too tired.

I was so tired that Qingluo had done it even night, without even noticing it.

Ye Qingluo slowly put down her hand on her head, frowning her eyebrows slightly.

The memory before fainting recurs in my mind.

She fell into Chu Wuxin's pit.

Causing her to fall into a coma again.

Where did Chu Wuxin take her?

How it feels...they are such powerful people so much that they can't help but say that after binding people, they secretly take people to strange places.

Ye Qingluo opened the quilt and got out of bed.

Head dizzy.

The body is still a little weak.

After standing silent for a few breaths, her body gradually adjusted to it, and she felt a little more comfortable.

She shook her hands and looked at herself with her eyes down.

I didn't feel it, there were other discomforts on my body.

Chu Wuxin didn't move anything on her body because she was unconscious.

After stretching the lower limbs.

Ye Qingluo only looked at the surrounding environment.

This is a very spacious bedroom.

The furnishings are of good quality.

The style is very simple.

Just like Chu Wuxin, he exudes coldness.

It is not difficult to see that this place should be Chu Wuxin's private space.

She walked around the house.

I just arrived on the other side of the bed, which is the direction Chu Wuxin is facing right now.

Ye Qingluo suddenly stopped.

Here is a desk with a huge bookshelf behind it.

It is not the desk or the bookshelf that attracts Ye Qinglu.

Rather... hung on the bookshelf, picture by picture.

On the scroll, the picture is of a woman.

Ye Qingluo recognized the woman in the painting with just a glance.

It's her.

On the desk, on the shelf...

All are her portraits.

Laughing and angry.

All kinds of movements and behaviors are very vivid.

Ye Qingluo was stunned by this scene.

These are all drawn by Chu Wuxin?

What did he do with so many portraits of her?

Ye Qingluo couldn't tell what it was like.

Should it be said that Chu Wuxin has a deep affection for her?

But when she thought of Chu Wuxin, she painted so many portraits when she didn't know it.

I feel uncomfortable.

So, should I say that Chu Wuxin is a pervert?

But, in those scrolls, there are all smiles and frowns of her, and there is nothing to transcend.

She walked forward slowly and looked at the scrolls on the bookshelf one by one.

His eyes finally settled on the desk.

The ink on the painting on the desk is not dry yet.

It should have been painted soon.

It is a scene of her unconscious on the bed.

She just reached out and wanted to pick up the portrait.

The hand touched the inkstone on the side.

There was a "pop".

The thing slammed heavily on the ground.

Ink splashes on the ground, rendering mottled marks.

This movement also awakened the sleeping person.