Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1367: Xue Mo, are you true or false to me?

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There are countless yellowed pictures flashing, but they are scattered like a meteor at the touch, and there is no trace left.

There was a pain in Shen Jiuli Binglan's eyes.

He slowly touched a word on Yusuo and described it again and again ...

Xue Mo ...

At this moment, he understood that ten years ago he was definitely not using her as an apprentice, otherwise she would not be allowed to put such a lock here, and she also set up an enchantment guard ...

Ning Xuemo, are you still Xueyi Mo? Do you really like me when you approach me this time? Or is there anything else you want to get here?

He returned from amnesia, and her excitement when she saw him did not seem to be fake, and her behavior as if she liked him was not fake.

But ... when she was close to him in the previous life, she was so languid, and when she was by his side, she was very happy, and she seemed to like him to the extreme. But she turned around and gave him a sword, took his hard work and rescued another man ...

Ning Xuemo, are you true to me this time?

God feels like he's crazy!

Sense tells him to turn back to shore, but his emotions can't be let go, so just follow her and don't know what to do ...

Now that you're here, follow it first!

He always does what he wants, and he does whatever he wants.

There is very little chance of grieving yourself.

So he didn't want to force it this time, just follow it ...

Take a look first and then analyze your thoughts slowly, analyze her ...

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After Ning Xuemo returned to the small building, his heart had returned to a calm state.

She looked out the window, everything germinated after a drizzle of rain, flowers bloomed in the vicinity, green grass was lining, green mountains were distant in the distance, and white clouds were floating.

She sits down and paints quietly. It is the scenery that is drawn at this time.

The sky was getting a little darker, and Ning Xuemo turned on the lights and boiled oil, drawing an Impressionist scene along the way ...

The willow head on the moon, after about dusk.

Shen Jiuli is sitting on the tree, watching the light in the small building not far away, watching the red woman painting under the light ...

Looking at her serene and beautiful face, watching her paintings take shape ...

He didn't know where to turn a jade gourd, and drank his head.

Ning Xuemo suddenly looked up and glanced here.

Shen Jiuli is stiff, does she see him coming? Impossible, he is already invisible.

Ning Xuemo just glanced here and continued to paint.

With her brush, a leafy tree is slowly forming ...

I originally looked here for drawing trees ...

Shen Jiuli cannot tell whether he is glad or lost.

But it is strange that this tree as a model is bright and vibrant as spring, with green leaves as green, but her pens are full of branches with hanging yellow leaves in the breeze. Xiao Se, the appearance of falling at any time.

Shen Jiuli is a painting master himself. In this world, no one knows the painter better than him. What the ordinary painter paints reflects the mentality of the painter.

Her mindset is so low now?

He glanced at the painting and felt a desolate silence.

The big tree seemed to be trying to cheer itself up, insisting on not letting the leaves fall, but it couldn't resist the autumn wind ...

Ning Xuemo didn't know why. Looking at the big tree under the brush, he felt a little dizzy. Is this a freehand style?