Chapter 995 Recovery

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the person in front of him clearly and his face turned pale with fright.

Bingxia also saw Mo Bei clearly at this moment.

Hey guys, what is this look, an artist?

Mo Bei was wearing all black, including a black shirt on the upper body, but it had been dyed into strange colors by various pigments, making it look particularly weird.

His face looked as if he hadn't washed for several days. It was gray and there were two obvious dark shadows under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for several nights.

"What are you doing..." Bingxia was a little surprised. Why did Mo Bei become so strange? There was a strange smell on his body.

The man panicked and tried to close the door, but Bingxia got there first and grabbed the door handle. "Tell me what you are doing in there?"

"I, I didn't... Let go, let go first and I'll explain to you later..." Mo Bei was almost panicked. He held Bingxia while blocking the gap in the door with his body, as if he didn't want her to see what was inside.

"I'll only give you one last chance. If you don't tell me, we're all doomed." Bingxia frowned and said in a cold voice.

Mo Bei's face froze for a moment, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Okay." He was a little frustrated, and opened the door reluctantly, then hid aside with his head down.

"What are you doing..." As Bingxia walked in, she saw the living room was full of ruined paintings, piled on the floor, there were dozens of them.

"Bingxia, don't laugh at me. I've never painted before. I'm just learning how to paint now."

Mo Bei lowered his head even lower, it was so embarrassing.

Bing Xia was confused. "What are you doing? Why are you being so secretive? How come you have become like this after not seeing you for a few days?"

As she asked, she walked around the living room and then picked up a painting to look at it.

This painting shows a girl practicing Taekwondo. It looks pretty realistic, but the details are lacking.

Mo Bei quickly snatched the painting from her hand and hid it behind him, looking nervous, as if there was some secret in the painting.

"Mo Bei, my patience is limited, just tell me the truth." Bing Xia frowned and stared at him, as if she wanted to see through him.

Mo Bei scratched his head, feeling extremely conflicted, but he knew that Bing Xia always kept her word, and if he didn't speak up, he might get beaten.

"I, I want to propose to you." Mo Bei's voice was very small, as if buried deep in his throat and unable to come out.

Bingxia's face froze, "What did you say?"

Oh my God, she just heard something, he was proposing, he was proposing!

What had she done, why interrupt him, why do such a stupid thing?

But how was he going to propose with these tattered paintings?

"Look at the painting over." Mo Bei seemed to guess what she was thinking, and his expression suddenly became resentful.

Bingxia suppressed her strong curiosity and turned the painting over as he said.

Then I saw three words on the back of the painting: "Marry me."

This word is also hidden in the painting and cannot be seen at first glance.

Bingxia was a little stunned.

This guy's train of thought is... quite strange.

When other people propose, they always have flowers, gifts, and candlelight dinners, it's extremely romantic.

Finally, when it was this person's turn, he made himself look humiliated... Well, the intention was good after all.