Chapter 136

He frowned, then suddenly realized.

"No wonder I hurt so much. It was you who pricked me!"

I've been scolding him for being so big.

The truth has come to the surface. Xu Haodong is a refined cactus. He is prickly and prickly! they hurt!

Have you ever made a prick out of the image you printed when you were shameless and turned it into a cactus? That's the kind of thing a psycho would do!

"Don't touch me, I'm poisoned!"

Xu Haodong gave a pause.

"You mean I'm young? Let you see it again

Fang Zheng is laughing and drilling into the quilt, shouting that I mean you have some thorns, not that you are on pins and needles! It's late! Do it again and see how big your boyfriend is!

Press Fang Zheng in the quilt, hold his hand, put his fingers on the pillow, hug him face to face, kiss his mouth, kiss his chin, bite his nose, he bites his face, kiss his forehead, he kisses the tip of his nose.

If you don't bring * *, you are laughing. You kiss me, I want to kiss you. To express my joy with kissing, Fang Zheng reaches out his hand and hugs Xu Haodong, burying his head tightly on his shoulder.

Listening to his heart beating and his breathing, Fang Zheng was very steady.

Even the praise from the outside world, the constant affirmation of all teachers, and the success of individual painting exhibition suddenly pushed him to a new height. But he didn't have the arrogance and arrogance of being swaggered. He was so excited that he didn't know how much he weighed. Always feel that everything comes too soon, a chance he soared to the sky, a bit of foot can not step on the ground panic. Only holding him in such a way, I feel secure, and I don't have that kind of panic.

I belong to you, I love you, I belong here.

Prosperous and charming, he just wanted to keep the original idea, draw, and draw what he saw.

Why can autistic children draw brilliant paintings? Because the heart is not polluted, concentrate. Only by keeping the original heart can we integrate our feelings into the painting.

Don't be lost by fame and fortune.

Xu Haodong is to protect him from the troubles of ordinary life. As long as he pursues fame and wealth and loses himself, he can keep his original mood.

Who said he didn't match Xu Haodong? Xu Haodong knows how to protect himself and how to love himself.

"Say you love me."

Fang Zheng muttered.

Xu Haodong tightens his arms.

"I love you the most. I love you so much. When I love you to the top of my heart, I laugh and show him my arm. You see, I have goose bumps.

"For the sake of being very qualified last night, and for the sake of being able to talk about love, I've painted you naked."

Fang Zheng retreated slightly from Xu Haodong and had an idea in his mind. He wants to paint Xu Haodong in his own painting, and draw his perfect back, which is also the kind of naked.

"Get undressed and stand up."

It's Xu Haodong's turn to feel embarrassed. He takes off all his clothes, and then he pats him on the back, touching his butt, waist and leg.

This time, there are two naked men. Xu Hao's body is bare on the east side, and his back is exposed. He holds out his hand to Fang Zheng, who is naked on the sofa, and his buttocks and long legs are exposed. His face is exposed, and his eyes are lingering.

Xu Haodong thinks it's just like the Greek mythology. Isn't that the God of men and women without clothes in the Greek mythology?

Force me in a low voice, make me stronger, just like Tarzan. The best back muscles are bulging, especially the tough guy. When you look at the thing that can lift a thousand jin, isn't it super handsome?

Fang is too lazy to pay attention to him.

It's raining in autumn. It's cold outside. It's almost late autumn. It's raining in autumn and it's cold.

Fang Zheng is painting their paintings in the studio, while Xu Haodong is peeling walnuts for Fang Zheng to eat.

The agent was excited and incoherent on the phone.

"The last exhibition was very successful, and then the Contemporary Art Association took you in as a member."

Fang Zheng was not so surprised. It's very normal. When they held a forum in the morning, they thought of the result. The one who absorbed the fire was the one who spoke forcefully. It's a hidden rule.

Ning Bo is the director of the Art Association, because he became famous early. It's a little higher than him.

"Several art galleries have called to invite you to the exhibition. At present, I have worked out a plan for your personal exhibition tour. "

This is beyond Fang Zheng. Is this the national tour?

"Morning, valley is invited to participate in contemporary French oil painting exhibition!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and got a little excited.

"The most exciting thing is that the triennial has also been invited."

Fang Zheng showed his incredible surprise. The art exhibition held once every three years is one of the largest in China. It is not limited to China, but is open to the whole world. According to the official meaning of the organizer, it is an international platform for academic research and artistic creativity. It is held once every three years, and each time has a different theme. It's artists from all over the world.The last triennial was attended by artists or teams from more than 20 countries, as well as internationally renowned masters. Including many, photos, sculpture, painting, more kinds of elements to show in front of us.

"The three-year exhibition attracts many people from many countries to visit for half a month, and many people from home and abroad will come. Your popularity will be further expanded. "

"Prepare well, Fang Zheng, your luck is coming!"

Fang Zheng has been promoted step by step. He will be affirmed by more people and get more honors. He can really create brilliance and become a very influential artist in the contemporary era!

Fang Zheng put down the phone and climbed up the ladder.

"What are you doing? Come down and throw you down."

Xu Haodong didn't know what he was talking about on the phone, so he watched Fang Zheng climb onto the ladder he was drawing. His head was almost on the roof. He raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, stretched out his arms and stood in balance.

"I'm not far from success!"

Fang vied with each other and showed a smile.

He will not be a little unknown painter, nor is he a loser who can only bear to be suppressed. Do not need to go abroad gilding to refresh their own strength!

He is the strength. With his ability and talent, he absolutely crushed the people who looked down on him at the beginning: "I want to stand higher!"

Arrogant world, despise at the beginning of those who suppress him, let their feet catch up with the wind and fire wheel also can't catch up with themselves.

"You're the best, you're the best, you get down!"

Xu Haodong held the ladder for him for fear that Fang Zheng would step on it.

Fang Zheng laughs, puts down his arm and looks down at Xu Haodong.

"Come down, if you don't come down again, I'll carry you down!"

Xu Haodong stares at him and urges him to be a good boy. I'm not bewitched even when you laugh. He comes down quickly. This ladder has long legs and short legs.

"You're going to be an old lady."

Fang Zheng muttered, stretching out a foot to step on the ladder stool, but the slippers fell off, and Fang Zheng was a little panicked.

He stands higher, he is more famous, everything comes so fast, will he step on the air?

he has a lot of enemies, some people don't let him succeed.

Xu Haodong reaches out his arm and holds Fang Zheng down from the ladder. He turns his head and sits on the cot. Xu Haodong puts him on his leg and slaps him on the buttock.

"How come the more you live, the more you go back? Before I didn't climb high and lie on the bottom, now I still learn to run and stand on the ladder? Why don't you go to your room? Why don't you go to heaven? "

Fang Zheng put his arm around his shoulder and sat on Xu Haodong's lap.

Don't worry. No matter how high you climb, no matter how high you stand, you don't have to worry about falling from a height. There is Xu Haodong behind him. He is absolutely protected, especially steadfast.

"It's nothing on rainy days. Let's do something fun?"

Xu Wudong nodded.

"What fun? We don't have a child either. Otherwise, if we beat our children in rainy days, we will be idle. "

Why is it so annoying? He doesn't hook him.

Fang Zheng simply put Xu Haodong in bed, took off his belt, hardened him and sat on it. Xu Haodong likes rainy days, especially with a little dull thunder. Fang Zheng's voice is very good. He hugs his neck and his legs are also strong. He moves forward and backward with the attack.

Fang Zheng gasped in his ear and said, I like you to hold me tightly.

Fang Zheng is not ashamed to say that I like you to fill me.

When Fang Zheng was dying, he praised him. Please forgive me. I can't do it!

Xu Haodong found that Fang Zheng was much more enthusiastic than the first time. Today, he was in a good mood and gave himself such a good reward. He would never let his daughter-in-law down!

"Telephone, electricity Ah, the phone

Fang Zheng beats him on the shoulder. Xu Haodong doesn't care. When it's important, he doesn't care about the phone. Fang Zheng stretched his hand when he was fascinated.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little impatient. After three calls, he still didn't get through. He finally got through.

"What are you doing?"

"I didn't hear you."

Jiang Xiaobai has a look at his mobile phone. How can Fang Zheng's voice be so soft. Drink too much?

"You drink too much? Is it so quiet? "

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, oh, I remember. Fang Zheng, I'm going to hold an art exhibition, too. My boyfriend found me an art gallery, which has a great reputation. I'm going to hold an art exhibition, and you can help me get on the platform!"

"Good!"

Fang Zheng bit his lip, turned his head and gasped for breath.

Jiang Xiaobai on the other end of the phone talks incessantly.

"I haven't been envious. My boyfriend has been listening to me all the time about how successful your painting exhibition is. He is envious. Isn't the agent saying that our Chenxi Valley is going to be toured? This forced me so much that I thought that I wanted to open an art exhibition. In my lifetime, I would open an art exhibition and I would die without regret. Hahaha, I have also held a personal art exhibition! Then you go to the platform for me. You praise me with tens of thousands of words. " Author gossip: this book is published exclusively by Liancheng reading, please do not reprint!