Chapter 1289 What Is Si Mobai Doing?

Feng Tianlan was lying on her side, looking at the rice paper on the table, the brushes he used for drawing, and the portrait of Naihe Bridge hanging on the wall. The thoughts in her heart, thicker and thicker.

She seems to have never painted Mobai before, she misses him, so let's draw him.

With this thought in mind, Feng Tianlan immediately sat up straight, first rubbed the ink, then spread out the rice paper, picked up the brush, dipped in the ink, looked at a piece of blank rice paper, thought about the whiteness of the ink, and dropped the tip of her nose...

What is he doing at this time?

At this time, he had already prepared dinner, brought up the fried dishes, filled her with food, brought her some vegetables, and then watched her eat with eyes full of love. His cold handsome face was full of Soft and happy.

An hour later, Feng Tianlan made his final strokes. Looking at him in the painting, he was sitting at the table with chopsticks in his hands and a piece of sweet and sour spareribs in his hand. A pair of chopsticks, holding a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup, but no one.

His eyes were the same as hers at this time, full of longing, longing to the point of sadness.

"Mo Bai, do you miss me as much as I miss you?" Feng Tianlan looked down at the portrait, but couldn't help but her eyes turned red, tears couldn't stop falling, dripping into the portrait, dizzy The ink blot opened, as if a sad flower had suddenly bloomed.

She actually wanted to draw a perfect picture. There was her opposite him, but there was no one. Now that they are separated, she misses him very much, and he misses her too, right?

...The Supreme Continent*

The resplendent and resplendent palace stands tall and majestically, which makes people awe-inspiring and dare not show any disrespect.

There are red plums blooming outside a hall, as if you are in a sea of ​​red plum blossoms. The palace is decorated exquisitely and luxuriously. On the bed under the veil in the hall, there is a handsome man who looks like a god, even though he is tightly closed The eyes also have an inviolable nobility.

In front of the bed, sat a graceful girl, and beside her stood a tall and straight man.

"Brother Huang, it's been more than a month, can he still wake up?" The girl looked at the man lying on the bed greedily.

"If you are still alive, you will wake up one day."

The girl let out an oh, still looking at him greedily, no matter when he woke up, he would always wait.

The man glanced down at the girl, and he could see what she was thinking, and he yelled, "Don't think about that, he suddenly appeared in the Supreme Continent, without any information, let alone his identity, just because he was in a coma, I don't let you get close to touch, you should die for that thought."

He had never seen such a strange man, even if he was seriously injured, even if he was in a coma, he wouldn't let women approach him, only men approached.

"No." The girl took the man's hand, raised her head, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said coquettishly, "Brother Huang, it's rare for me to like a man. Help me once, and when he wakes up, don't say you saved him. Say I saved it, maybe he will agree with him."

"Don't mess around, how many times has Brother Huang told you that a girl has to love herself, how can she fall back on her?" The man scolded even louder.

The girl pouted unwillingly, but she didn't dare to say anything more. Brother Huang dotes on her, but once it touches the bottom line of principle, she will never give in, and she can only let go of her thoughts.

Si Mobai's world was in darkness. When he heard the sound of crying, he felt a burning pain in his heart. Is it Lan'er who is crying?