Chapter 1887

Fu Weichen heard that the seven lips rose slightly, "well, just remember, remember to come back and become practical action, eh?"

"Well, I know. I'll remember that when I'm away, you don't need to look at other women. You can only think of me, miss me, think of you as crazy as I am, and you miss me madly."

"Well, I miss you crazy." Fu Weichen also should, in the heart of more individuals, naturally also more a concern, before did not feel what, but now feel this concern is a warm.

They talked for a while and then hung up.

……

The day before the end of the solo exhibition, song Xiaoyu met Feng Yumian at the art exhibition. In fact, Feng Yumian is also very fond of this painter. She is really a talented painter. Although the Lin family has done a lot of publicity for her, there are almost no people. Therefore, she can only put her mind on s city again and want to see such an exhibition before leaving.

When seeing song Xiaoyu, Feng Yumian disdained, "Oh, who should I be?"

Song Xiaoyu is wearing a white shirt and a long skirt. It's really beautiful. Feng Yumian has to admit that song Xiaoyu is really beautiful. She sighs and thinks that sometimes God is unfair.

"Isn't the exhibition good?"

"Of course it is." Feng Yumian raised his head slightly, but his heart was stuffy. "Song Xiaoyu, in recent years, besides relying on Fu Weichen, you have achieved nothing. You have not shown any paintings. You have also gone to the Royal College for further study. You are really lost. Besides seducing Fu Weichen in bed, what else can you do

Song Xiaoyu's eyebrows slightly picked, "in fact, you are right. Over the years, the only thing I've done right is to meet him. Now that he's in bed, it's really comfortable for me to serve him. Otherwise, he would have gone to find someone else, wouldn't he?"

"You..." Feng Yumian choked, gritted his teeth and said, "you are so shameless!"

Song Xiaoyu laughed and said, "well, we are both adults, both normal adults, OK? Especially when you like each other, naturally you like each other, and you are happy! " Song Xiaoyu continues to say, looking at Feng Yumian's face green and red interwoven, it is really incomparably wonderful.

"You..." Feng Yumian snorted, "Song Xiaoyu, you really don't want to be complacent. What are you proud of? One day, you will know. Good luck will be used up."

"Yes, good luck will be used up. Feng Yumian will often encounter such a situation in the future. I always don't believe in any luck or Koi. I will not gamble my life on luck. I only know that I can live my every day steadfastly. Today is better than yesterday. I can face my future calmly." It's all these years that life has given her.

People can't be good luck all their life, so we should face difficulties when difficulties come, and cherish them in good times. In fact, it's OK.

Song Xiaoyu turns around and walks away. When he looks back, he looks at Feng Yumian coldly and says, "don't always try to get what you can't get. What's more, you should always leave a little room for yourself."

When Feng Yumian meets song Xiaoyu, he gets angry every time, but he can't find a good way.

……

When she comes back to the small fish fair, Zhou Lingxi doesn't care about each other. When she comes back to the small fish market, she doesn't have a chance to get back to xiaoyuntie.

Feng Yumian's solo exhibition is about to be held in s city. At this time, a more serious news came out. The second stop of the domestic individual exhibition of talented painter sunfish is in s city. Because city B is full, many painting lovers just watch the exhibition end in the early morning, so there is an extra one.

When Feng Yumian gets such news, it's unbelievable that Ling Yun and her husband have always had a good relationship. After being tossed by her husband twice, Ling Yun lies in her husband's arms, and after master Jun, there is a successor of the representational painter. This kind of demand on Zhou Xi is somewhat high, but it does make many people go to see Zhou Xi's paintings.

Therefore, when Ling Yun received a phone call from the gallery in the middle of the night, she was still slightly stunned. Hearing that Feng Yumian had run into the sunfish exhibition again, Ling Yun suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Is

When song Xiaoyu saw Ling Yun's phone call, she didn't answer it. She was in the airport waiting room, ready to go home. She wanted Fu Weichen too much. She told him that she wanted to return tomorrow, but there was a plane this evening, so she wanted to go back specially. When she saw Ling Yun's phone call, song Xiaoyu didn't answer it. In fact, she probably knew She called for something.

When Song Nan gets on the plane, she doesn't want to pick up a small fish in the airport.

Fu Wei was so confused that he heard the sound of opening the door. He was tired these days, so he didn't move. He thought he was dreaming. In the past, his insomnia was always shallow, but after he was with song Xiaoyu, he felt much more comfortable sleeping.When the little fish crept to the room, he heard Mr. Fu's even breath.

She climbed up to the bed, the girl's lips fell on the men's lips, and then tried to hook and pick, Fu Weichen opened his eyes.

Song Xiaoyu is aware that he is awake and his tongue goes in.

Fu Weichen pressed her waist, turned over and wrapped her in his arms. In the deep night, the little wife came to the door. As a husband, naturally, she could not be disappointed.

Song Xiaoyu really miss him. His lips and tongues are entangled. He hears her say: "Wei Shen, I miss you so much."

He bit her neck and rubbed his hands in her clothes. "When he came back suddenly, he didn't tell me. In the middle of the night, he didn't feel dangerous. He didn't tell you that girls were outside alone and put their own safety first?"

Song Xiaoyu breathless holding his face, "originally wanted to call you, I just met Qin Chu, Yang Nan went to pick up, and sent me back."

The girl's hand, a little cold, holding his face, song Xiaoyu felt his face hot, although the dark can not see clearly, but she was reluctant to let go, "do you want to miss me?"

"Yes." The man's hand, in her clothes, was not idle, biting her ear, "gone?"

She knew that he was talking about her period, and she shook her head, "No

Fu Weichen: "what's more..."

After a long time, he said, "so you rush up at night to torture me?"

"I want to express how much I miss you." Song Xiaoyu said, and then the woman's hand, hovering around his waist

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