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Qi Chuang's face, slowly emerged a touch of unspeakable emotion.

Fengling is a good painter. Even if she hears a slight footstep behind her, she should only be the old housekeeper's. after all, when Qi Chuang went home a few days ago, she would not be the one to come.

She finished painting the golden fur and looked at the painting in front of her with great satisfaction.

"I seem to have learned painting before, but I don't have any impression, but the pictures in my mind can be drawn as soon as I get the brush." she leaned to blow the wet paint on the paper, and she was very happy. "Your young master called it bell, but your old lady called me bell. He didn't treat me as a dog, so I'll let the bell trample on him I'm full of the Revenge of name destruction. "

Although naive, but she is too boring, can only use this to pass the time, at least can also be happy.

After a long time without hearing the response of the people behind her, Fengling thought that the old housekeeper was doubting something, so she went on: "I do this thing for self entertainment. You can't talk about it with your young master. Although I don't know him very well, I feel that he is not a person to be provoked. If he finds out that I am entertaining him, he will be angry."

"And you know he's going to get angry."

"Well, you can tell at a glance that it's not a good man..."

The wind bell's words said suddenly no sound, a string in her head suddenly tensed up, pupil opened some.

She slowly turned back, the man's tall and straight body is standing behind, Qing Jun's face is expressionless, Zhan black deep eyes cool stare at her, "I don't look like a good man, eh?"

The wind chime is petrified in an instant.

After the reaction came over, she stood up and explained anxiously: "no, no, you are a good man, I am not a good man."

Because of the great range of action, she accidentally kicked down the drawing board behind her, and the woman rushed to save her painting. But because she had just offended Qi Chuang, Fengling was too flustered and stepped on her skirt, and her body suddenly lost her balance.

Fall behind you.

The wind chime gave a low cry, and she was about to fall down. Her waist suddenly tightened, and the sky turned around. Her people were held in her arms by Qi Chuang.

Time is still.

Four eyes are opposite.

Fengling looked at Qi Chuang stupidly. The man took her waist and stared at her with deep eyes like ink. After a while of silence, he said faintly, "don't you stand up?"

His voice dropped, wind chime immediately returned to God, she came out of his arms, obediently stood, Yu Guang secretly aimed at the falling on the floor of the drawing board, head down, a little daughter-in-law appearance.

Qi Chuang went to the drawing board and put away her paintings. The paint had dried. He glanced at the paper with low eyes, looked at the wind chime, and said casually, "you are not satisfied with me, eh?"

The wind chime waved her hand, "no, no, you listen to me."

In fact, she was not dissatisfied with him. After listening to the housekeeper's story of their love before, she had already reflected on herself. However, today, the housekeeper took out Jinmao and told her that its name was lingdang, which was to use her nickname on it. How could she be convinced.

Of course, if you want to think about it, you should say it in a good way.

"I had a nightmare last night and found that a bad man robbed me with a knife. I was poor, so I didn't get a good result in the end. When I saw the bell today, I felt familiar with it, so I painted this painting."

Wind bell carefully looked at the man's look change, see he did not have too much reaction, also do not know he is happy or angry, bright eyes have a few silk helpless.

But as it was, she could never let him get hold of it, or she would not know what he would do to her.

"I just said those words to Jinmao. Jin, the young master of Jinmao is its relative, and it has nothing to do with you," Fengling forced herself to pull it down. Then she drew a flattering smile. She reached out and pulled at the man's clothes. "Qi Husband, should not be angry? "

Qi Chuang eyebrow eye a pick, not salty way: "I just heard, say with you, seem to be two things."

"Where is it?" Fengling pressed her face and refused to admit it. "You must have heard it wrong." in order to divert his attention, she even came forward with a smile on her lips. "Husband, you are so beautiful and rich that no one dares to despise you or maliciously slander you Have you eaten yet? "

The man's face is not worried, but the corners of his lips can't help but hook up.

He knew that she was forcibly changing the topic, but the woman's ability to change the topic was really a lot backward.

It's not a big deal either five years ago or five years later, and he won't be angry with her because of this.

But now he lacks some reasons to mingle with her.

The man clasped her hand and took her into his arms. The wind chime became nervous and even her breath was much lighter. She watched him keep approaching her, and her petite body moved back and forth, "Qi, Qi Chuang...""You just said that you didn't dare to dislike me," he reached her ear, and the warm breath sprayed on her ear. "Now, don't you dislike my performance?"

Fengling immediately retorted, "I have not."

But she is very guilty, voice is not big, finally in the man's powerful aura, she still chose obediently to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm jealous, I shouldn't take you as a pastime."

Qi Chuang glanced at the bottom of his eyes with a pleasant smile, but his handsome face was always cold and light, "I don't like verbal apology, I want to see the actual action."

Fengling raised her eyes and looked at him. Without thinking, she stood on tiptoe to his lips, and then stood on the ground without expression, "is this practical action OK?"

In fact, Qichuang didn't want her to express her apology in this way. He just wanted her to come to work in the company. However, she kissed him and Wenxiang nephrite gave her arms. Naturally, he was very happy.

But not enough.

The more she teased him, the less he felt.

I just want to bully her and make her cry.

Qi Chuang looked at the wind chime in a dark and dark way. His throat was rolling up and down, but he thought of his promise to her.

He put away the dirty thoughts in his mind and said in a hoarse voice, "I have confiscated your paintings." he looked at her, "come to work tomorrow, and someone will teach you how to do things."

"I go to work?"

"You don't want to?"

"No, no, no, I'd like to," Fengling grabbed his arm excitedly. "I'm bored to death at home. It's good to go out to work."

She has been very strong and independent for four years since she lost her memory. Now she has been brought back to China by him, but she has lived a rich wife's life, which is boring and boring, and she still feels like a year.

Chichen glanced at her hand on his arm and nodded, "I'm hungry."

Wind chime way: "housekeeper should have cooked the meal, we go to eat."

She turned around, naturally released his hand, ready to go to the hall, the thin white wrist was suddenly caught by the man.

Wind bell subconsciously stopped the pace, looked at him, but saw the man's face is not red, heart does not jump, will her fingers slowly separate, ten fingers clasp.

She is slightly Zheng, the man's warm palm warms her cool fingers, the wind chime's expression is somewhat strange, and he takes her hand, goes to the villa hall.

The atmosphere was strangely harmonious.

Windbell thought to herself.

Qi Chuang suddenly came and took a warm line. Strange, strange and penetrating