Chapter 237

As long as Yu Yuehan says it's false, no matter what Nian Xiaomu says, it's useless!

What is an expert in clothes and art?

The so-called painter's little habits must have been made up by her.

It must be fake!

Elegant Daisy reached for Yu Yuehan's arm and looked at him with hope.

She absolutely did not believe that, in the identity of Nian Xiaomu, she could understand what she could not understand!

Yu Yuehan has been standing behind Nian Xiaomu, staring at her small hairy head, and then hearing her words, his eyes slightly changed.

Especially when she mentioned the master's painting, he looked confident and determined, and his black eyes became profound.

Hot eyes, as if to see her through

For a long time, just light lips, "painting is I let people send."

In a simple sentence, elegant Dai's face turned white!

It can't be a fake painting that Yu Yuehan personally sent

Nian Xiaomu is right. A paramedic from an unknown source actually compares her with him. He is still in front of Yu Yuehan.

Wenadee's face was blue and blue, and she did not dare to answer.

Trying to pretend that he didn't understand anything, Chen Zixin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly squeezed into the front, looked at the oil painting for a few times and suddenly opened his mouth.

"I haven't studied this stuff very much. I'm sure I can't see it. Manager Wen would be wrong That said, you are still in charge of the year. You can see it at a glance. This painting is a real one. "

The sudden praise makes the atmosphere in the room strange.

Elegant Dai's face couldn't even smile.

Finally understand what it means to lift a stone and hit your own feet!

Can only be embarrassed with a smile, watching Yu more and more cold, I hope he can find his own step.

But Yu Yu's eyes, which are colder and colder, stay on Nian Xiaomu. He doesn't even look at her directly

She stood there like a clown.

Wait for four people to sit on the table, the atmosphere has changed because of a painting.

Elegant Dai just lost her face, and now she is embarrassed to speak.

In Chen Zixin's eyes, only Nian Xiaomu asked her from beginning to end, "Nian supervisor, there are many delicious snacks in this store, how many can I recommend to you?"

Before waiting for Xiaomu to answer, he said to himself.

"How about steamed dumplings with shrimp?"

"Do you like the secret phoenix claw?"

"How about steamed scallops?"

“……”

That kind of courteous look, as if in his eyes, only young Mu is a woman, elegant Dai does not exist!

Gentle Dai is not willing to bite her teeth, pluck up her courage and look at Yu Yuehan, who is sitting opposite her.

"Han Shao, I'm not very familiar with this shop. Can you introduce some snacks to me?"

“……”

Yu Yuehan sits in his own position, facing elegant Dai, while his eyes are always on the opposite side, staring at Nian Xiaomu, who will not let go of the menu.

It's not the same as the gold of any big family. She is her, real and pure.

Like is like, never cover up.

But she is like a riddle. She doesn't know where she comes from and what she has experienced.

What's more, there are always amazing tricks on her, which seem strange

Even wenyadai couldn't see the real oil painting. She could see it at a glance.

Master Oliviero's little habit of painting, although she said it was light, but as far as he knew, there were no more than ten people, and where did she learn it?