Chapter 287

I really didn't expect that in accepting a lot of money to continue painting, it became me to enlighten and comfort Bai Shou.

In fact, I know that Bai Shou is mainly worried about me. After all, for an art student who wants to become a famous painter, such an opportunity is quite rare. It is not easy for him to let go of his selfish desires and respect my choices and feelings.

But I told Bai Shou that I might have other things to do recently, so I need to postpone painting for a few days.

White head said no problem, he went to say, if the other party does not agree, just have words to shirk this matter, he said he did not know why, promised after some regret.

We two talked a few words and then hung up the phone, I just found that I don't know when Wen chuyang has been sitting next to me, looking at me attentively.

"It's scary to show up without a word." I left my mobile phone aside, then looked at Wen chuyang seriously and said, "you said that I promised to paint. Is that too hasty?"

"Why do you ask?" Wen chuyang took my hand with a smile, put my hand in his broad palm, and then gently touched my hand with his well-defined fingers, which was as gentle as touching a treasure.

"Because, in that case, maybe I'll get close to that man. But your rejection of that man is very strong. As long as you are close to him, you will have a splitting headache. I'm really afraid that you will not be able to stand it then. " I stare at Wen chuyang tightly, looking at his beautiful face and evil eyes. I feel sick at the thought that he might have a headache.

"Now it's all just guessing. Don't we just go to solve the mystery?" Wen chuyang held my hand in his palm and said to me with a smile, "my wife has bravely chosen to move forward. What reason do I have to retreat?"

"But..." I looked at Wen chuyang anxiously. Although I didn't see him when he had a headache last time, I can imagine how painful he was just listening to his painful voice.

So I'm really worried that he can't stand it.

"Well, don't worry about it." Wen chuyang grabbed my hand and put me in his arms. Then I fell into his cold arms. "We'll talk about what we meet at that time. Maybe we can solve the problem smoothly? "

"Well." I fell on his shoulder and murmured.

"You have a good sleep today. I'll go out and collect some chips." Wen chuyang stroked my head in a low voice, coaxing me like a child.

"Good." I nodded, but reluctant to leave his arms, "you have to be more careful."

"Ha ha, what I have to be careful about is that they should be careful about my thousand year old ghost." Wen chuyang said jokingly.

"Who said that! Isn't there a big sister who has been chasing you for more than a thousand years waiting for you to come back? " I left his arms, looked directly at him and said.

"Yo! So my wife is jealous? " Wen chuyang smiles, reaches out his hand and scrapes on my nose, "don't worry, Xianggong. I'm devoted to my wife. I don't like that kind of woman who beggars for nothing."

"So if you have something you can like, you'll run away with people?" I asked reluctantly.

Seeing me like this, Wen chuyang raised his eyebrows and lips slightly, showing a smile of evil spirit. Looking at this smile, I felt a sense of danger. Before I ran, Wen chuyang held his chin and raised his head, and then his lips were covered.

"Well..." I wanted to avoid, but when I came into contact with Wen chuyang's soft and cold lips, I was reluctant to give up.

Until I blushed and breathed unsteadily, Wen chuyang let me go. Then he looked up and said to me in a bewitching voice, "isn't the person I'm looking for just you, lady? So you don't want to run in your life. "

After listening to him, my heart began to beat and my cheek burned again.

With a smile, Wen chuyang reached over to pick me up, gently put me on the bed, covered the quilt, looked down at me, and said with a smile, "have a good dream." Then he gave me a kiss on the forehead, passed through the wall and left my room.

I watched him leave, the corners of my mouth involuntarily hook up, a sense of happiness filled my heart full, so I turned over and happily went to sleep.

I don't know what time my mother saw when she watched Korean dramas. I don't know when she put Mo Ming back. When I got up the next morning, I saw Mo Ming sitting at the end of the bed with Wen chuyang, complaining about the whole process of my mother's persecution.

I wanted to explain a few words, but when I saw Mo Ming's two black eyes, I closed my mouth silently.

I looked out of the window and asked Wen chuyang to come back to the earrings. Wen chuyang put his hand around my head and hugged me. Then my lips touched his.

"It's a good morning kiss." Wen chuyang said to me with a smile, "do you like it?"

I looked at him with a red face. For a moment, I didn't know what to say. I thought there was a cat beside me. I didn't want to avoid doing such a shy thing.

But I have to admit in my heart that I really like Wen chuyang more and more.

"No, I'm sleepy. I've decided to sleep for a day. Don't disturb me Mo Ming said, then in the form of a black cat to the bed, began to sleep.

"Then I'll go back." Wen chuyang stretched out his hand for me to follow the hair on my temples, and looked at me with a smile. He was reluctant to part with me, which made me reluctant to go back.

After washing, my mother knocked on the door and came into my room. She said that I would go shopping with her after breakfast.

Only then did I realize that since I went back to Yanshou village to attend the funeral of my third uncle, I didn't seem to go shopping with my mother. In other words, my life seems to be spent in ghost days every day.

It's a rare day to relax. I'm shuttling around the shopping malls with my mother's arm. I finally get back the feeling of a relaxed and happy life.

Just as I was enjoying my happy time, I suddenly got a call from Wang Yu.

When I saw the caller ID, my heart contracted instinctively.

I thought he would tell me about the success of the reality show registration, but he said anxiously on the phone: "millele, would you please come here! Song's daughter looks very wrong. Although song doesn't believe that, I still want you to come and have a look... "

Song's daughter?

I was stunned for a while, and then I thought of the thirteen or fourteen year old girl I saved in the park that day.

"What happened to her?" I asked strangely.

"One and a half words are not clear, in short, it is very wrong!" Wang Yu's voice was very urgent.

"Good! I'll be right there I wrote down the address Wang Yu gave me, hung up the phone, said sorry to my mother, and took a taxi straight to song's home.