Tao Mo looked at himself in Gu She's painting, then looked at Gu She's beautiful face in the prime of life and sighed: "Xianzhi, you are really good at everything, your painting is so good."
Gu She motioned Tao Mo to sit down next to him, put his slender white hands around Tao Mo's waist, and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. His eyes were as gentle as water: "I'll teach you."
Tao Mo raised his head and met Gu She's tender eyes. He felt that those extremely well-born eyes had long since lost their usual coldness, leaving only full of tenderness and care. Looking at the soft-spoken person in front of me, I couldn't help but think of the scene when we first met at Ming Cui Ju.
He walked down slowly, with an aloof, indifferent and arrogant temperament. The first time he saw him, he felt familiar, as if he had met him in a previous life and had taken him into his heart ever since. From the time they met, got to know each other, and finally got married, he never thought that he would be so lucky. He only felt that he would be content with having him by his side in this life.
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