"Apply it along, idiot, you are applying it back and forth so much, are you applying it all to the outside..."

After dinner, we rested for a while.

Seeing that it was still early, Shen Miaomiao set an alarm and then took out the pink and gold nail polish she bought on the way today.

She stretched out her feet and insisted on asking Gu Sheng to help her paint her nail polish.

"It's not summer now," Gu Sheng thought this was outrageous: "It's late autumn and almost winter, and you're not wearing sandals. Who are you showing it to?"

"Let me see it myself," Shen Miaomiao replied matter-of-factly, and then shook her feet: "I'll show it to you by the way."

good!

Paint!

How disrespectful!

If you say that, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse!

Gu Sheng had no reason to refuse.

But his hands are indeed a bit clumsy.

The key is that I have never done such delicate work.

"Oh, I'll teach you!"

Seeing that Gu Sheng was not self-taught, Shen Miaomiao simply sat up and took Gu Sheng's hand.

Dip a small brush into blingbling nail polish and brush it on his little fingernails.

"Isn't it...appropriate?"

Gu Sheng looked at his nails, which were becoming more and more gay, with black lines on his head.

"What's inappropriate about that..."

Saying that, Shen Miaomiao put away the small brush and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction:

"Look! How beautiful!"

"emmmmm..."

Gu Sheng looked at his mother's effeminate little fingers, without comment, lowered his head and pulled Shen Miaomiao's white and tender feet:

"It's still more suitable for you."

The heating lamp is dim.

The humidifier evaporates gentle mist, and as Debussy's "Moonlight" flows quietly from Harman Kardon, it dances gracefully in the warm and sweet air.

Shen Miaomiao relaxed and leaned on the comfortable and soft velvet cushion, feeling the warmth of Gu Sheng's palm between her toes.

His serious eyes seemed to be carving and drawing a work of art, focused and profound.

Susu——

Shen Miaomiao leaned her head on the back of the sofa, biting her red lips gently, with a gentle smile on her lips.

He grabbed the Polaroid on the art cabinet next to the sofa.

There was a click.

A warm moment is frozen.

Gu Sheng also raised his head and looked at Shen Miaomiao with a smile: "Secretly filming me again?"

"Because you were so handsome just now."

Shen Miaomiao stuck out her tongue and said playfully.

For a moment, Gu Sheng's eyes couldn't help but be in a daze.

Under the soft light, the perfect arc of the girl's delicate face is vividly outlined, like a delicate rose blooming in midsummer, or like a Qing Tan blooming quietly under the moonlight, exuding a sweet fragrance.

The blush on the little face is the finishing touch of the delicate pistil.

In an instant!

It came through the air with a coquettish tone, like a sharp arrow, piercing through his chest, revealing behind him, bringing out a string of pink bubbles like a dream.

"Then why are you looking at me?"

Gu Sheng's eyes were a little dull and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Miaomiao's face turned redder and she raised her feet.

The insteps, which are already as white as jade, look even more delicate and delicate against the backdrop of pink nail polish, as if they can be broken by a blow, like morning dew hitting a delicate flower, or like mist moistening a jade pistil.

She gently tapped her foot on Gu Sheng's chin and closed his mouth. Shen Miaomiao tilted her head delicately, her big eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars, shining brightly.

"Look at you... you're beautiful."

Gu Sheng calmed down slightly and replied imitating Shen Miaomiao's tone just now.

After that, he held up Shen Miaomiao's feet, blew two breaths, and then looked at it carefully, as if appreciating the work of art made by his hands.

Shen Miaomiao admired it with him and smiled: "It looks good."

"That's right," Gu Sheng nodded in agreement: "It doesn't matter who painted it."

"Climb along the pole..."

Shen Miaomiao lightly kicked Gu Sheng and laughed.

Just talking!

Buzz——

Buzz——

The scheduled alarm also rang.

Shen Miaomiao took a deep breath!

Collect money at that time!

"Hurry up, Huayu Dianhua Yudian!"

Shen Miaomiao urged Gu Sheng to adjust the large projection screen:

"It's time, it's time! It's time for you to fall off the altar!"

Gu Sheng almost fell down.

God damn it, I should fall off the altar.

"Can't you just hope for something better from me?"

Gu Sheng rolled his eyes, took the remote control to lower the projector, and then started to connect the display.

"Can't wait for a moment!"

Shen Miaomiao sat on the sofa with her arms akimbo, pretending to be serious, and joked:

"I just like to watch scenes where geniuses fall!"

"Then you are really dark..." Gu Sheng grinned and was speechless.

Shen Miaomiao cupped her hands: "Thank you for the compliment!"

She is really getting poorer and poorer!

Gu Sheng rolled his eyes and almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

Adjust the screen to the data background, there is one minute left.

Taking advantage of the gap, Gu Sheng couldn't help but ask Shen Miaomiao:

"By the way, actually I've always wanted to ask, why do you care so much about this kind of sales volume?"

Gu Sheng still remembers that it was two years ago.

I happened to get off work one day and was about to go home when I bumped into little Nezha who was doing some practice in the conference room.

If I remember correctly, it was the "Long for Survival" project.

Nowadays, they have produced more than a dozen games of various sizes.

Little Nezha still enjoyed it, which was really puzzling to him.

"Well……"

As soon as this statement came out!

Shen Miaomiao couldn't help but break into a cold sweat!

My mind is racing!

What to do? What to do? What to do?

What should I say?

To know!
To be continued...