After playing for a while, Xibao was hungry. Liang Yunsheng did not hand him over to the servant, but instead carried Xibao himself and went straight to prepare some food for him and then fed it to him.
After he got the food, he changed Xibao to diapers again
Then, he held Xibao again and went to take a shower carefully.
Finally, even the little guy couldn’t bear it anymore. The job of accompanying his mother was really too tiring. He was simply unstoppable.
After yawning, the little guy choked his head forward, looking really sleepy.
Liang Yunsheng seemed to have found something to do again, that is, to coax Xibao to sleep
But the little guy was really tired and he no longer needed to coax him, and he could fall asleep directly.
Xibao fell asleep, and she finally couldn’t find anything to do.
Suddenly I remembered that before she left, she had prepared a painting board, but she had not started painting oil painting yet.
Before practicing, I only drew a sketch of Haocheng.
Liang Yunsheng placed the easel, adjusted the paint for the oil painting, stood in front of the drawing board, hesitating, what to draw?
But his hand couldn’t help but drop a stroke.
Liang Yunsheng put paint on the canvas one by one, but his movements were not professional, but he just came at will.
Draw whatever you want
But the more she continued to draw, the heavier her expression became. Even if she smiled, there was a faint sadness on her face.
Yin Qianchen hugged his arms and watched Liang Yunsheng’s back as he stood in the studio that Haocheng helped her clean up, drawing.
Even if you don’t look at Liang Yunsheng’s face, Yin Qianchen could feel that it was definitely not a good thing to just leave Liang Yunsheng alone in the house.
Liang Yunsheng stood in front of the drawing board, so he blocked the content she drew.
Her body moved slightly, giving up the picture