In the afternoon, Li Yang and his friends went fishing, and Shen Na went to teach taekwondo.

Li Qingqing was sitting on the swing in the garden, with a drawing board on her body, and holding a paintbrush in her hand to place it on the drawing board, as if she was thinking about it.

The sun shines warmly on the body, it is very comfortable.

The phone rang suddenly, and Li Qingqing answered without seeing who was calling.

"Qingqing, what are you doing?" Lu Li's voice was dumb, as if he hadn't spoken or drank water for a long time.

"I didn't do anything, I was in a daze! I want to draw something, but I can't write." Li Qingqing told the truth.

"I asked Wei to come and pick you up, there is one thing I want...

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