Grandpa He coaxed in a low voice: Baby, be good!

Chapter 108 Mysterious Portrait

After Lu Haotian left, Xiaomai wanted to pack the suitcase she brought back from the rental house.

"Uncle, could you please help me take the suitcase to my room? I want to pack up my treasures."

"Okay, I'll go get it from the trunk of the car." After saying that, He Lingting went out.

Xiaomai decided to go upstairs and wait in the room. She waited and waited, but it had been almost twenty minutes, and the uncle hadn't brought it up yet. She thought that maybe something had happened to him, so she decided to go out and take a look! As Xiaomai walked out, she ran into the uncle who had just finished a phone call.

"Hey, where's the box?" Xiaomai saw that He Lingting had empty hands and there was no sign of the box.

"Put it in the room." He Lingting said disapprovingly.

"Uncle, you lied without thinking. I just came out of the room. There's nothing there. Humph!"

"Come on, I'll take you to see it. It's in the room." He Lingting said as he pulled Xiaomai into his room.

Xiaomai looked over and saw that the box was indeed there, but this was not my room! She was about to say something when He Lingting turned around, closed the door, stretched out his hands, hugged Xiaomai from behind and said:

"Baby, you are finally completely mine! When you think it's ready, I will give you a grand wedding and announce to the world that you are my wife."

"Okay, I also want to announce to the world that you are my husband." Xiaomai turned around and put her arms around He Lingting's neck and said sweetly.

The two of them looked at each other affectionately, becoming the only ones in each other's eyes. He Lingting slowly lowered his head and kissed the red lips he had longed for. Xiaomai went from dodging at the beginning to sinking into her later. The two of them entangled and chased each other, unwilling to separate, until Xiaomai had difficulty breathing, He Lingting reluctantly let her go.

He Lingting held Xiaomai's slender waist with both hands, rested his forehead against Xiaomai's forehead, and said affectionately: "Baby, I don't want to stay alone in an empty room all the time, come and live in the same room with me, okay?"

"I..." Xiaomai's face flushed with shame, but she was speechless in objection. After all, they had gotten married today, so it really didn't make sense.

"If it doesn't work, I can sleep in your room."

"No, I'll come to your room. Your room is bigger, but you have to keep my room. If you make me angry in the future, I will let you stay alone in the empty room."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

The two of them stayed together for a while, then Xiaomai started to pack up, and He Lingting helped.

Xiaomai opened the box, which was full of various picture albums, including jewelry design manuscripts that Xiaomai drew casually when she was bored, homework assigned by the design teacher, scenery and things that Xiaomai thought were beautiful, and several individually rolled up picture scrolls.

While flipping through the picture album, Xiaomai told He Lingting about her feelings at the time and what she encountered. He Lingting listened very carefully. He wanted to participate in the little girl's past through these stories.

He Liting picked up the scroll and wanted to unfold it to take a look, but Xiaomai snatched it away and said, "It's better not to look at this!"

"It's wrong to hide secrets from your husband." He Lingting squinted at Xiaomai, making her look like she was having an affair.

"Don't look at me like that, just look at me!"

When the scroll unfolded, He Lingting was also stunned. Xiaomai turned her face away embarrassedly, not daring to look into the uncle's eyes.

It turned out to be a nude photo of He Lingting. To be exact, it was a portrait of He Lingting at Xiaomai's house without any clothes on, with his upper body naked and his lower body wrapped in a bath towel. Not to mention, the little girl's painting skills were incredible. The lines and textures were painted vividly, and the eyes were painted like a real person. Even the water drops dripping from his wet head were very realistic. There was also a row of small words below: Looking back suddenly, that person was at the end of the street where the lights were dim.

He Liting was admiring his own nude photos, while Xiaomai was feeling depressed, wondering why he was so naughty as to upload them. It was so embarrassing.

"So Madam has this hobby. I will be your model tonight."

"No, no, this one is enough." Xiaomai said guiltily.

"You have a good memory! When did you draw it? Who did you show it to?" He Lingting asked casually. Xiaomai, however, was in a state of confusion.

"I... I drew it when I missed you after you left. No one has ever seen it. I thought we would never have any contact in the future, so I wanted to leave a memory for myself." Xiaomai said hesitantly.

After hearing this, He Lingting hugged Xiaomai with heartache. It turned out that the girl also fell in love with him at first sight. The girl must have felt very painful, feeling discouraged and unable to get the love she wanted!

"It's good that others haven't seen it. You don't have to watch it in the future. You can watch it anytime you want."

"You filthy rascal, who wants to look at you?" Xiao Mai rolled her eyes at He Lingting, a narcissist.

Then Xiaomai sorted out the remaining things and put them away, and the afternoon passed like this.