Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 137: : Mystery of Gods

　　 Technique is something that can only be understood in many cases, not in words.

　　 Anyone can pick out a problem, even a layman can tell it at a glance, but when there is no problem, the rest is up to the individual.

　　 Everyone's understanding is different, the things in the bones are different, and the things drawn are also different.

　　Imitating can only get its shape, but it can't imitate the charm.

　　 It took a lot of effort for Qin Guanglin to take Sun Wen away from him. It was not that he didn't want to teach, but that he couldn't teach.

　　 He is imitating Chen Rui's style, trying to figure out Chen Rui's brushwork from the details, and then figure out the style that suits him.

　　 is like practicing calligraphy. In the beginning, I imitated the copybooks of famous authors for two years. Although the analogy between Chen Rui and famous artists is a bit inappropriate, as far as comics are concerned, he is undoubtedly very professional.

　　 The kumquat lemon in his hand was slowly drunk, making a squeaky air, Qin Guanglin casually threw the empty cup into the trash can, wiped his hands with a paper towel and continued to work.

　　"Why are you still here?" He drew twice and stopped to look at Jiang Lingling.

　　"Look at the gangster's demeanor." Jiang Lingling shook the unfinished bubble tea in her hand, "Wait until I finish drinking it."

　　 Qin Guanglin shook his head without saying a word.

　　 can't learn it just by looking at it, he has said this several times, and he doesn't bother to say it again.

　　 "Boy, your phone seems to shake."

　　 After a while, Jiang Lingling pointed to the phone on the table to remind him.

　　 "Oh, thank you." Qin Guanglin scribbled on the drawing board a few more times before picking up the phone and turning it on to check the message.

　　 "I will go to your house tonight for a meal."

　　 He did not hesitate to press the keyboard to reply, "Okay, what do you want to eat? I will make it for you."

　　 "Just light."

　　 "Received."

　　 Why didn't he know he was at work? Qin Guanglin put down his phone to think about the recipe for the evening, and then started drawing.

　　 drew twice and stopped again, tilted his head for a moment.

　　 Why lie down at home for a day yesterday.

　　 I have to come over for dinner tonight.

　　It seems...having a stomachache when it was 520 last month?

　　Counting the time, it is likely that the thing is coming again, no wonder I looked listless yesterday.

　　 solved the case.

　　Qin Holmes Guanglin refreshed, no more running at night!

　　 Even if he let him run by himself, he could find a place to get up and fight against the landlord before going back.

　　 Thanks to the Creator... No, I don’t know if she still hurts or not, Qin Guanglin picked up the phone to send her a message again.

　　 "Does the stomach hurt?"

　　 "How do you know?" Why not be surprised.

　　 "Of course I know you well." Qin Guanglin smiled triumphantly.

　　 I checked this stuff on the computer for several days last month. I wonder if I don’t know. It will cause backache, fatigue, sleepiness, and excitement.

　　 Hmm, I didn't notice the irritability, I just noticed that I was a little tired.

　　 "Very careful, there will be mysterious surprises when you come back."

　　 Why the news sent him stunned, a mysterious surprise? what is that?

　　 "What mysterious surprise?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help asking.

　　 "I said it was a mysterious surprise and I asked, can I still be called a mysterious if I tell you?" Why not add a rolling eye expression at the back, expressing contempt.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 "Are you looking forward to it?"

　　 "Look forward."

　　 "Then come back early after get off work."

　　 "Good."

　　 Qin Guanglin took the cell phone and read the phrase "come back early from get off work" several times, and couldn't help but smile.

　　 seems to be living together.

　　 has a subtle sense of happiness.

　　 Putting the phone aside and continuing to work, his work efficiency has improved a lot in an instant, swish and drew the rest of the day, packed up his things early and waited until the end of get off work.

　　At five o'clock, Qin Guanglin immediately stood up and greeted Sun Wen, "Get off work, let’s go."

　　 "You go first, I will stay a while." Sun Wen was still busy with his paintbrush, "Work overtime."

　　 "Work overtime?"

　　 Qin Guanglin feels baffled, when does this company need to work overtime?

　　 went over and took a look. Sun Wen was not painting the color, but ticking the line draft on the paper. He didn't ask any more, "Then I will go first."

　　 "Well, let's go." Sun Wen nodded.

　　 There is nothing to do when I go back alone. I am idle when I am idle. It is better to stay here for a while.

　　 Qin Guanglin took the bus for half an hour. After getting off the bus, he walked back home a bit quickly. As soon as he opened the door, he saw why he was talking to Qin Ma at the table.

　　 Qin’s mother held a magnifying glass in one hand and a solid wood paperweight in the other. She was explaining what to do, why she kept nodding to the side, hearing Qin Guanglin’s voice coming in, they turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

　　 "Go cook." Qin's mother raised her head towards the kitchen and continued to look at her baby paperweight.

　　 "The vegetables are ready in the kitchen." Why not say it, and continue to mutter to Qin Ma.

　　"……"

　　 Qin Guanglin glanced at the two of them, and his back was inexplicably cold.

　　What's the matter with such a natural appearance?

　　 He put down his bag half-happy and half-worried, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands and start picking and making vegetables. Why did he end the chat with Qin Ma when all the vegetables were washed and ready to be cut, and he slowly swayed over and leaned on the door frame to watch him laugh.

　　 "What are you laughing at?" Qin Guanglin couldn't help asking.

　　 "The way you cook is so charming." Why not have your eyes crooked~IndoMTL.com~ I shook my body slightly and watched him continue to laugh, "I'm a nympho."

　　"...Mom."

　　 Qin Guanglin looked behind her and called out.

　　 Why was she taken aback, turned her head subconsciously, and saw nothing. Qin Ma had just returned to the bedroom and had not come out.

　　 "It's skinned, right?" She turned her head back and stared at Qin Guanglin fiercely.

　　 "I thought you were not afraid." Qin Guanglin snickered, "It's okay, the door will ring when she comes out, you continue to be idiot."

　　"What flowers do you spend? I'm a supervisor. I will supervise you to work hard."

　　 "That..."

　　 Qin Guanglin thought about it after cutting the vegetables, "Will it be me cooking the vegetables in the future?"

　　I just looked at the two of them, it seems they are about to change into this rhythm, which is not good.

　　 "You want to fry every day, but no one wants to eat every day." Why not wrinkle your nose.

　　 Qin Guanglin breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good..."

　　 "At most six and a half days a week, twenty-eight days a month is enough."

　　"...Is this different from doing it every day?"

　　 "Don't you want to do it?" Why can't he smile when he sees his bitter face, this fool takes it seriously.

　　 "I want to eat your dishes even more."

　　 "Then wait for you to cut it, I'll fry."

　　 "No, as long as you don't discuss it so that I can do it every day." Qin Guanglin mumbled when they saw them together, and didn't know why.

　　 "By the way, what about mysterious surprises?" He suddenly remembered this, "Let me see how mysterious it is."

　　 "Surprise?" Why not smile very strangely, "You have to go to my side to show it to you."

　　 "Go to your side?" Qin Guanglin was even more looking forward to it, his hand movement accelerated a lot, "Hurry up after eating, let me see what the surprise is."