Chapter 1177

He couldn't think of any other reason. He didn't have a good time with other women. Zhao Jian asked yamelinmei around him to check a little.

So Ji Rufeng still thinks that Zhao Jian treats him coldly because of Zhao Xu.

The cup in Zhao Jian's hand shakes and faints. Her eyes droop, shakes her head, and then turns around again.

Ji Rufeng would like to take her back and ask her again, or cut her heart out to have a look. It's a pity that the woman's heart is a sea needle!

When she came back to her room, Zhao Jian had already laid down. Ji Rufeng took off her clothes and said, "let's go to Bai Shaoqing's tomorrow."

"I'm going to the winery tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow."

"I'm going to Linshi to see clients the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow!"

Zhao Jian turns her head and looks at last season like the wind. It's not only him, but also her!

It's very good that the two days ago have nothing to do with each other. Why do we have to break it?

With her hand on her forehead, Zhao Jian covers her eyes and tells a lie. Why do you want to marry her?

"I love you, Zhao Jian!"

Confession to the unexpected, Zhao jianleng in situ.

He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the lip.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash. When he was about to walk to the door, he heard Zhao Jian's voice, "I'll come back to the gallery the day after tomorrow to find you."

Back to her man tight for a long time lips slowly hook up, "good."

Looking at the toilet door closed, Zhao Jian covered her face with a sigh.

The day after tomorrow, Zhao Jian set out early in the morning. It took three hours to drive from Nanjiang to Shayuan in Linshi city. Once she came back, Zhao Jian came back at four in the afternoon.

After returning to Nanjiang, Zhao Jian asked Jiang Chengen to drive back to aftertaste, while she got off at the gallery.

Everyone in the gallery knew her and didn't see her for a while. They all said hello to her warmly.

Although the public opinion of a period of time ago was very chaotic, people who often contact with her all know Zhao Jian's personality. Today, however, people look at her strangely, as if it is not just enthusiasm.

She pushed the door into Ji Rufeng's studio. Ji Rufeng was busy. When she saw her, she said, "soon, wait for me for a while."

Zhao Jian found a place beside the bookshelf and sat down. She accidentally saw the triangle ruler Zhao Xu used when playing here. Her nose was sour and she moved her eyes in a hurry.

Remembering that she didn't finish reading a book about the color allocation of oil paint last time, she turned to look for it on the shelf, but she didn't see it even after looking around. She couldn't help asking Ji Rufeng.

Ji Rufeng didn't look back and said casually, "Oh, you said that book. A few days ago, I didn't know much about Xiaoxue, so I lent it to her."

"Snow?" What do you call intimacy?

Ji Rufeng dipped some paint in his brush and was about to paint. The door of the studio was knocked twice. Before Zhao Jian said please come in, the door was pushed open. Then, a pretty face came out from the crack of the door.

A face smile, smile gentle, with a little girl's witty and smart.

"Teacher? Are you looking for me

Zhao Jian's head was buzzing, her eyes were black, and she almost fainted!

No wonder people in the gallery just looked at her with strange eyes. I see. I see!

Ji Rufeng suddenly thought of something and turned his head. He didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Xuerou. He quickly walked to Zhao Jian and said, "Jane?"

Zhao Jian didn't look at him again. She shook off his hand and went out!

Now, what else did she not understand!

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