Chapter 1397

Liang Pei collapsed so quickly that no one thought of it.

When Pei Qingle heard the news, she quickly reflected that it was Gu Linhan's arrangement. That night, the man's look was not right after listening to it. It was estimated that she had started to plan after she was sleeping.

However, Pei Qingle was still curious about why Bai Lingling only looked at the painting and could see that Liang Pei had done it. After all, some professionals did not doubt it.

"People's painting habits will not change. I happen to be familiar with Liang Pei. In fact, he has some talent, but in recent years, fame and wealth have blocked his eyes, and the things he has created have become unbearable." Bai Lingling answered lightly.

Bai Lingling's return made a stir in the whole painting world. He received many invitation to attend various activities, and the price was very high.

But Bai Lingling didn't put money in the eyes from the beginning, so they all refused.

And no hesitation.

Pei Qingle once asked in a helpless way that Bai Lingling's daily necessities, including wearing, are top-level products with high value. After so many years of work, what does Bai Lingling live on? And can maintain themselves so properly.

But Bai Lingling said with a smile, "money? What I have is that I can't spend all my life. As for the face, it's natural. "

After getting along with each other for a few days, Pei Qingle understood Bai Lingling's character more and more, and also liked this person's free and easy.

Although a lot of activities have been pushed, some people still have to give face, especially he Guowei. At the beginning, he's family drove Xiaozi out. Bai Lingling felt resentful in his heart, so the relationship with he's family gradually faded down.

But now, because of Pei Qingle's relationship, Bai Lingling still agreed to he Guowei's invitation.

"He wants you to be a student?" Bai Lingling touched his chin: "the old man has a good eye. He knows you are a man of ability. However, your style is very similar to his early years. I guess he saw that before

Pei Qingle lowered his head and sighed gently.

"He didn't doubt your identity at all?" Bai Lingling asked.

Pei Qingle looked out of the window and held his hands tightly: "no, I tried last time, but his reaction was great."

"It seems that the old man still hasn't put it down. It's been so many years since Xiaozi died. How much hatred is there?" Bai Lingling shook his head helplessly and patted on Pei Qingle's shoulder: "what about you? Don't mind these things first. Since I'm back, I'll help you with whatever you want to do, OK?"

"Are you going?" Pei Qingle raised his eyes and asked softly.

Bai Lingling tilted his head and said, "maybe I'll be gone tomorrow morning? This kind of thing, everything depends on my mood. So far, I still think you are very interesting

She rubbed Pei Qingle's cheek with a smile: "don't worry, I will tell you before I leave this time."

Pei Qingle relaxed: "that's good. I'm afraid to get up in the morning and go to your room

Bai Lingling smiles thoughtfully.

He Jia.

Because of Bai Lingling's arrival, he Lao and Si Lao gathered in the living room of he's family. Beside them were he Quantao and Gao Zhenzhong, as well as Liao Meixing and he Fangshuang.

He Fangshuang is a fan of Bai Lingling's ashes. When he sees the arrival of his master, he is excited and doesn't know where to put his hands and feet. In peace, he Fangshuang looks like two people.

"You, when you suddenly disappeared, we couldn't get in touch. But you've had a good time these years. Where have you been He Guowei asked with a smile, but his heart was still hidden.

"Bai Lingling picks eyebrow:" this says to be able to talk long, have the opportunity to say again later. "

"My temper has not changed." The Secretary shook his head helplessly.

He Fangshuang is nervous in the side, several times he wants to talk, but he doesn't know how to open his mouth.

Liao Meixing couldn't see it anymore. She gently pushed it: "Miss Bai can't eat you again. What are you so afraid of doing?"

"I... I'm not afraid!" He Fangshuang denied in a low voice: "what do you know? I call it worship! Respect

She frowned and said, "forget it, aren't you familiar with that Anle? You go ahead and help me introduce it. Remember to boast about me. What's my masterpiece? Do you know? Come on, don't mention it. Isn't it a shame to be in front of master Bai? Let me see... "

Liao Meixing looks at her with interest.

In fact, during this period of contact, she found that he Fangshuang was like a spoiled princess. She had done a lot of bad things in the affair of Si Chenyi. But now put down Si Chen Yi this obsession, and like a lovely, bad tempered girl.

Did she suddenly add a sister filter?

He Fangshuang feels lovely.

He Fangshuang tangled for a long time, and suddenly became disheartened: "forget it, I'd better keep a distance from the goddess. In a moment, you can ask for a signature and a group photo for me.""Are you sure?" Liao Meixing asked.

He Fangshuang impatiently shook his hand: "of course." Then, she looked at Liao Meixing from top to bottom. When she saw the other side's clavicle, her eyes suddenly became complicated: "your trace was made by brother Chen?"

Liao Meixing Leng for a moment, subconsciously thought of his own clavicle on the kiss, immediately blocked, the whole face became red.

"Well, don't worry, I won't be jealous! The more jealous I am, the more proud you are? Then I will not eat it He Shuang's elder brother will find a proud man better than me

With that, he Fangshuang turned to leave and turned his head in the middle of the way. He roared: "don't forget your signature!"

Liao Meixing stands awkwardly in the same place. She didn't expect that the collar of the skirt showed the trace. Of course, a large part of this responsibility is Si Chenyi!

Is that right to say that? Forget it! The man who looks cold and light at ordinary times, but likes to... Kiss and gnaw at her, not only on the clavicle, but also some places that are hard to talk about are warm and ambiguous traces...

in this way, Liao Meixing's mind comes up with the bathroom that night, the dim yellow light, the white smoke, as well as she and Si Chenyi...

the man clearly said that he would be gentle The result is also...

ah! Liao Meixing slapped her head hard. In broad daylight, what did she think!