Mrs. Huo wants to have a second child

Chapter 232 Drawing

When Jiang Lijia walked into the room with the plate, she hadn't noticed that she had started drawing her draft again.

Fang Li put the plate aside. Jiang Lijia was immersed in the drawing and had not yet noticed his presence.

This was the first time Fang Li saw Jiang Lijia work. She usually took out her sketchbook and sketched the line drawings late at night when everyone was asleep.

But today, as if I wanted to calm myself down, I started drawing the draft during the day.

Another reason is that she has indeed taken on a lot of drawings recently. She has even started to take on some fan art of popular film and television CPs as long as the money is enough.

Jiang Lijia used to just want to be a fashion designer, designing clothes and organizing fashion shows.

Of course, that was her thought when she was still the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. At that time, she had no idea that ordinary people had to consider money everywhere in their lives. Although she sometimes considered whether her pocket money was enough because she wanted to collect a set of action figures, she had never worried about her livelihood.

Due to some strange coincidences, the responsibilities that she should have borne were taken on by Han Chuyi for many years. Now, she thinks that since she has returned to the Han family, she should take on the responsibility of taking care of Grandma Han and her younger brother Han Fangyuan.

So in order to have more money, Jiang Lijia took on a lot of drawing drafts.

She usually paints at night, with the light on, on an old red-painted wooden table. At that time, she is calmest and most efficient.

Fang Li didn't know how many manuscripts she had accepted, as she had never mentioned it to him.

Sitting a few steps away from Jiang Lijia, Fang Li waited for a long time, watching Jiang Lijia drawing cartoon character sketches as if she was working on an assembly line, with no intention of stopping at all.

I was worried that her hands would be sore tomorrow, and I was also worried that if she immersed herself in the world of drawing for a while longer, the pancakes would probably need to be reheated before they could be eaten.

Fang Li brought the plate over and placed it gently on her desk without saying a word.

But Jiang Lijia also noticed it. She looked at the plate that suddenly appeared on the table, and then looked up along the hand holding the plate, and saw Fang Li's handsome face.

Jiang Lijia was surprised. "When did you come in? How come I didn't notice you?"

"It's been a while. Are you hungry? Have some pancakes grandma made while they're hot." Fang Li gave her a pair of chopsticks and asked her.

Jiang Lijia smelled the sweet aroma of the corn tortilla in front of her, and her stomach actually responded with the empty city plan. She smiled embarrassedly.

He took the chopsticks from Fang Li, picked up a pancake and ate it slowly. Then he remembered to ask, "What time is it? Has Xiaoyuan returned from class?"

"No, it's not even twelve o'clock yet." Fang Li pushed the tissue beside him in front of Jiang Lijia.

Jiang Lijia casually pulled off a piece of paper to wipe the oil from the corner of her mouth. "It will take a while. I will continue to draw two more."

As she said this, she put down her chopsticks and was about to pick up the paintbrush again.

But Fang Li held her hand and said, "Take a break. I've been here for a while. I see you've already drawn a lot of line drawings. If you continue drawing today, your hands will probably be sore tomorrow."

Hearing Fang Li's concern, her face turned slightly pink. She was still a little uncomfortable with Fang Li being so considerate to her.

But he still shook his head and said, "I still need to draw more. The manuscript is due in a few days. I'm afraid I will break the contract then."

"How many manuscripts have you accepted?" Fang Li frowned and looked at the many manuscripts stored on Jiang Lijia's tablet with a lot of directories, feeling a little surprised.

Jiang Lijia thought about it, pondered for a moment, and only said, "Well... quite a lot."

Fang Li knew that Jiang Lijia occasionally made money by accepting manuscripts, but she had never expected her to accept so many. "Have you accepted so many before?"

Blinking, Jiang Lijia shook her head, "Previous manuscripts were generally clothing design drafts, which needed to be reviewed. Only after the review could the copyright fees be obtained."

"However, it's not easy to get costume design drafts, but there are quite a lot of simple character drafts, so I took some. Although they don't quite match my original designs, after all, I've been learning to paint for so long, and I can paint faster once I master the techniques."

"Are you short of money?" Fang Li thought, otherwise why would Jiang Lijia be so anxious to take on so many manuscripts.

Jiang Lijia put down her paintbrush, rubbing her thumb over the calluses on her hand from holding a brush for so long, and said with her head down, "I just want to have more money. When the time comes, I can renovate the old house here, and then enroll Xiaoyuan in a cram school to improve his grades so he can get into a better high school."

Suddenly, Fang Li reached out and held Jiang Lijia's right hand, pulling her hand in front of him. He held her hand with one hand and gently massaged her with the other. "Why didn't you tell me, huh?"

His voice became softer. Jiang Lijia felt as if the warmth from his words was spreading on her face, causing her face to feel a little hot. She didn't think it was because she was shy, but rather because she was not used to it.

But Fang Li always performed these intimate actions very skillfully, as if he and she had been like an "old married couple" for many years.

Jiang Lijia unconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

"Why are you hiding?" Fang Li tightened his grip on her hand and continued to hold it.

She blushed and looked up at him, "It's a little itchy."

"Like this?" Fang Li looked at her blushing face and suddenly wanted to tease her. He gently hooked his index finger and stroked it across her palm.

Jiang Lijia shuddered and got goosebumps all over her body.

Fang Li smiled at her little movements and said, "Is it itchy more?"

He didn't expose the lie she had just told.

"Xiaoyuan is back!"

Grandma Han's happy voice rang out in the yard.

Jiang Lijia turned her head and quickly pulled her hand out of Fang Li's palm.

The door of the room was not closed, and Grandma Han could see her and Fang Li when she turned around.

She was not used to having such intimate contact with Fang Li in front of others, which made her feel embarrassed.

Jiang Lijia stammered towards Fang Li, "Xiaoyuan is back, let's go out."

After saying that, he was the first to walk out of the room.

Fang Li looked at her hurried back and followed her with big strides.

"Why are you back so early today?" Jiang Lijia reached out to take the schoolbag from Han Fangyuan's hand.

But he dodged it. "The teacher dismissed the get out of class early today, saying he had something to deal with at home."

Jiang Lijia nodded. "Are you hungry? Have some pancakes. Grandma made them. There should be some hot ones in the kitchen."

Han Fangyuan agreed, "Okay, I'll come as soon as I put down my schoolbag."

Turned and walked towards his room.

During the entire process, Han Fangyuan never said hello to Fang Li.

Jiang Lijia looked at Fang Li and raised her eyebrows slightly at him, "What's wrong with you two?"