Chapter 114

Ren Jiaojiao was very worried, but wechat soon sent a message about ye Yunsheng.

Ye Yunsheng: I like all your paintings.

Ren Jiaojiao's face suddenly red, holding the mobile phone happy want to circle.

All the sweetness seems to flow from the mobile phone, surrounded by Ren Jiaojiao.

It's a good feeling to be loved.

However, Ren Jiaojiao would not know that the person who typed such sweet words on the other end of the phone put down her mobile phone and hugged the woman beside her. Let the woman kiss him on the cheek, patted the other side's waist, motioned the woman to push away and pushed a billiard ball.

The sound of a billiard ball hitting. Ye Yunsheng's friend shook his whisky and asked, "who did you just send wechat to, the art student you fished recently?"

"Well." Ye Yunsheng said excitedly, "I'm quite sure of her. It's meaningless."

The friend laughed angrily: "you are always like this. I'm very interested in fishing at the beginning. Once a woman takes the bait, you will lose interest. "

Ye Yunsheng pulled the neckline, light way: "no way, these women, either too stupid, or smart, really no challenge." Ye Yunsheng said, picking his eyebrows and saying, "but this one is different from those women. This one is so innocent and terrible. I've never seen such an innocent woman before. Just a word of praise for her painting, and she's completely involved. "

"Poof, it's too easy, isn't it more boring for you?"

"Not really." Ye Yunsheng cruelly raised his red lips, and his beautiful Phoenix eyes showed cruelty: "I'm willing to break the innocence in her eyes. It must be very interesting."

Ren Jiaojiao decided not to think that in her self righteous love, she only danced alone, and the other side always stood in the stands, staring at her with a malicious smile.

After receiving the news from ye Yunsheng, Ren Jiaojiao went to choose the pigments. She wanted to use the best colors to paint a painting that he would never forget.

In the cafe outside the University, Gu Mianmian waited for almost half an hour, and then he saw the mirage of Mu zhanchen stop outside. Gu Mianmian got into the back seat of the car, and the driver gave her a slight nod.

Gu Mianmian went back to a micro blog, and the whole person was in high spirits: "let's go, let's go and meet my teacher quickly!"

Mu zhanchen saw her so energetic appearance, forced to press the twitch of eyebrow corner.

Is this the man who was just besieged by Du Wangyang's girlfriend? Not at all!

Gu Mianmian's spirit is good, as if nothing had happened at all. Mu zhanchen glanced at the school and said, "since you've all come here, it's better to meet your new boyfriend."

Gu Mianmian's body suddenly froze, and then Gu Mianmian changed his face and looked at mu zhanchen seriously: "uncle, what did you say at dinner that day. I went back to reflect for a long time. I think I promised other people's pursuit when you were injured. It's not a thing. So I've broken up with him before you get better. I will take care of you with all my heart. "

Mu zhanchen looks at Gu Mianmian's shining eyes in silence.

Editor. If it wasn't for Du Wangyang, I would have believed it.

Mu zhanchen forbeared to expose her idea. Reached out and stroked her hair: "don't fall in love, just take care of me, isn't it wronged you?"

"No injustice, no injustice." Gu Mianmian tried to be sincere and said, "it's all what I should do. Uncle, you are so kind to me. I've decided to make you a dessert every day. "

Mu zhanchen smoked from the corner of his mouth.

You have to try desserts for me every day.

Little girl is not big. I have a deep heart.

But looking at Gu Mianmian's yearning eyes, mu zhanchen's heart is soft, and clearly knows that this is a pit. But still give her a smile: "good, hard you."

Gu Mianmian was so happy that the driver drove them to the hotel. Gu Mianmian was too excited to worship his idol.

And jefta has been chatting, has been to the side can not interrupt mu zhanchen coughed out of the voice, intending to her eagerness.

"Cotton. Why are you so ignorant. Mr. jefta needs jet lag and a good rest when he comes here. We can't disturb him any more Mu zhanchen reminds me.

Gu Mianmian heard and nodded: "Mr. jeffta. Have a good rest and we'll see you tomorrow afternoon. "

Jaffta smiles, hugs Gu Mianmian, and answers her kindly.

Gu Mianmian stood in front of him. She was a little fan. She looked down at mu zhanchen.

At the age of thirty-five, the age of foreigners is the most attractive time, and jefta is very handsome. I have to ask mu zhanchen to think in some ways.

After taking Gu Mianmian out of the house, mu zhanchen said, "I have to talk about the payment with Mr. jeffta." Then he went back to the room.

Jeffta smiles: "Mr. mu, what else can I do for you?"

Mu zhanchen nodded. Light way: "Mr. jefferta, I hope tomorrow afternoon you can put on the ring, tell my wife. You are married and have two childrenJeffta was a little bit confused, so: "but I'm not married and I don't have children."

"But I need you to. Because she is my wife, I don't want to have nothing to do with teaching in the process of teaching. To be honest, I'm a very suspicious person. " Mu zhanchen said with deep eyes.

Jeffta, who had been in contact with the Mafia, immediately understood what mu zhanchen implied and said: "OK, Mr. mu, I'll do it. But trust your wife, her passion for me is only from desserts. "

Mu zhanchen said indifferently: "of course I know. I just don't want her to involve you in this passion for desserts."

With these words, mu zhanchen turns to go out.

As soon as Gu Mianmian saw him, he said seriously, "uncle. You have to pay teacher jefta more. He's the best dessert maker in the world, if he has a lot of money. I can give part of it! "

Mu zhanchen asked: "do you know who you are talking about money with? Jeffta will only get more money than he gets in his life. "

Gu Mianmian swallowed his saliva and thought about it.

Mu zhanchen is still the mu zhanchen of Shenhao.

Just like this, didn't he spend a lot of money for himself?

After thinking about it, Gu Mianmian said, "thank you, uncle."

Mu zhanchen looked at her: "what's the thank-you gift?"

Gu Mianmian glared: "thank you?"

Mu zhanchen nodded: "well, don't you thank me? Why don't you give me a thank-you? I don't want to give you a sincere verbal thank-you. "

Gu Mianmian smoked from the corner of his mouth.

Can you still ask for a gift so directly.