Chapter 372

Black Mou a MI, seal with Mo tone also cold a few minutes: "how, you care about him very much?"

Suddenly aware that someone's male chauvinism has been committed again, he turns around, and Rino goes to his side, looks up, hugs him, and rubs him lovingly:

"of course not! If it's because of me, I don't want you to do this! I don't want you hurt for me! If it has nothing to do with me, I'll turn a blind eye to it. It doesn't matter! "

After all, even when they saw this one, they were quite familiar. This feeling is different from the tragedy of watching the news!

Affectionately rubbed her hair, sealed her waist with desert, and pushed her forward with the car: "I have a sense of propriety! There will be no trouble! Now, I'm not alone! "

He had her, he had people and things he was afraid of losing!

Sight of a blend, two people can't help pecking kiss.

"Don't buy too much. There are servants at home. They will buy it regularly!"

"Well, good! Then go and buy some more meat. My mother likes steamed meatballs. By the way, did you see today's news? I didn't expect that there were so many things left for the Jiang family Looking at Jiang Lu like this, I'm really happy and miserable! It seems that I'm very lucky to recognize her so early without being harmed by her! Husband, meeting you is the happiest thing in my life

While walking, Li Nuo talked about the Jiang family's affairs with emotion. Listening, Feng Yimo just gave a faint smile.

After carrying big and small bags, they drove home first, then took some supplements from home, and then went to Ziyuan together.

At the dinner table, after cooking several dishes, Jane's mother specially steamed a vegetarian bun and brought it up:

"Yimo, it's a common meal. I don't know if it suits your taste. Don't mention it! Xiao Li, I steamed some steamed buns for her when she wanted to eat them! Next time you want something to eat, call me in advance and say, "Mom will make it for you!"

"Thank you, mom! Good

"Your father, the doctor advised him to lie down more and not to sit down more. He would not come down for fear of nerve dislocation! You eat first. I'll send him some steamed buns. He's been eating these recently, which is convenient for him to eat lying down! "

After taking the other steamed buns, Jane's mother divided some dishes separately, and then went to one side with some dishes and a crab. Rino put them directly into the bowl sealed with desert:

"husband, you don't have to be so formal here, just be your own home! I want to eat crabs, just two legs, huh

Li Nuo was coquettish, and Feng Yimo took it up with a smile: "I really thought it was for me! Don't be greedy

"Hee hee ~"

when Jane's mother walked out, she saw Feng Yimo peeling the legs of the crab, and carrying the crab roe to Rino. After a meal, Jane's mother's eyes were a little sour, and she went back for a turn to say a few words to Jane's father before she came out again.

After a meal, Li Nuo kept holding dishes for her mother. They also talked about xiajianglu. The atmosphere was warm and warm. On the other hand, Feng Yimo just looked at her, and they could feel the strong breath of happiness.

After dinner, Jane's mother finds an excuse to pull Li Nuo aside:

"Xiao Li, if you are married, you can't be proud of yourself! It's not easy to meet a good man! After work, I come here to have a soup and then go away. I'll make up for it and give birth to a baby as soon as possible... "

Out of the time, Rino's ears almost no cocoon, the car, Rino also some dejected.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with your mother? "

Shaking his head, Rino said bitterly, "Mom, you spoil me so much! Sure enough, the more mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more pleasing she looks! Husband, I'm about to fall out of favor

Ha ha laughs, stops the car, Feng Yimo turns around and touches the back of her head: "it doesn't matter, I spoil you!"

Back home, Feng Yimo went to take a bath. Rino was sitting on the sofa, chin propped up, and her mind was still turning: it was clear that she was squeezed every night, and her mother even asked her to please him? And drain him, by the way?

"A man is a cat. When he's full, he'll steal, not to mention when he's not full? Especially good men! I have to watch it myself! There are restless flowers and plants everywhere outside, and young and beautiful women are still emerging one after another. You must know something about them. "

When Yin Lanxi thought of his painting, she didn't know what it was?

Painting?

With a flash of inspiration, Rino sat up straight: how could she forget that she also studied design! Although it can't compare with professional painters, it also has some art skills!

Who can't draw portraits?

When Feng Yimo walked out, he saw Li Nuo's nest on the sofa, with a hard board on his leg, and he was constantly writing and drawing:

"what are you busy doing if you don't sleep at night?"

Seal with Mo a probe, see on white paper, outline a human figure portrait outline.

"Husband, you can't always let others take the lead. I'm going to draw a portrait for you, too. I can sketch! When I'm finished, you'll see! "Buckle up the picture book, Rino will also shrink the book into his office drawer, just to take a bath.

For a long time, Feng Yimo didn't come back to himself. Behind him, a layer of sweat bristled: who did he recruit recently? Another bust photo? How can we have a sense of seeing "remains"?

The news of the Jiang family has been fermenting again and again. For several days in a row, it's all the headlines, and it's still hot.

In the office of excellence, after looking at the trend, he estimated that he would declare bankruptcy before this month. Feng Yimo just closed his website, and the secretary brought in another picture:

"president, here's another package for you Same as last time! "

This time, looking at it, the Secretary began to wonder: when did the president become interested in buying paintings? Or who guessed the wrong preference and gave gifts all the way?

It's a little too frequent, isn't it!

For a moment, Feng Yimo had the same feeling: "put it down!"

Waving to the Secretary to go out, Feng Yimo took the painting apart. Sure enough, as in the past, it was still his portrait. This time, it was a light blue background. He was half naked, with bronze skin, as if in the sun, flashing beads of sweat -

I have to say that her painting was good.

But his eyes fell on the painting, but Feng Yimo didn't feel happy. On the contrary, his mind was inexplicably heavy: what is she going to do?

After painting the oil painting, she won't also start to give him a sketch!

Feng Yimo suddenly realized that leno went back to paint every night for a long time, and now she barely saw a four different look. She said that when she finished the painting, she had to fill in the colors. It was estimated that she would have to wait until the age of the monkey. How could her paintings have been painted the next day? Is the mounting so exquisite?

At such a high speed, she still takes risks to copy other people's works? A vase, a table, a chair is a picture?

Is there anything fishy about her paintings?