He has dodged and pushed her countless times. Looking at the small hand on his arm and listening to her words, his lips sealed in the desert are tightly pressed into a line:
he would not believe it if he took them by mistake! It's understandable that he took one by mistake, but in fact, the news pictures he saw so far do not include the one he bought.
Her courage is really too fat! Or, she's desperate!
About, she would not think that her painting of this unknown little figure would also be turned out!
For the first time, Feng Yimo felt deeply that she did not know that her words were true and believable!
"There's nothing I can do about it. It's all in the hands of others! Lanxi, I'm not a god! If you do something wrong, you have to pay a price. You should buy a lesson! Even if I believe you, I can't stop you. Just don't join the association, it's not that you won't be allowed to draw. In the future, pay attention to it and bring out decent works. The eyes of the masses are still bright! "
Listen to his words, Yin Lanxi cried even more fiercely: if she was convicted of plagiarism, she would surely be finished in this industry! Her later paintings must be worthless!
"You must have a way. Help me! I don't know who to ask except you. "
Many activities of the artists association need to be sponsored. As long as he appears and pays, Yin Lanxi believes that this matter should not be difficult. Now, the Yin family, let alone the conditions, is able to take out the money at once, but they dare not move around. What if someone grabs the handle again?
Therefore, a person with status and willing to contribute money for her, the most suitable!
"Yimo --"
was originally euphemistic, but seeing her like a wayward child, asking for him was so unreasonable, but of course, he was not very happy.
"Keke" ~ "
a sound came from him, and he turned around instinctively. He saw Rino standing behind him, holding the bitten apple in his hand and staring at him with big eyes.
Almost reflexively, Feng Yimo suddenly threw Yin Lanxi's hand away. With powerful strength, he almost pushed her down. Turning around, he strode to Reno:
"who let you get out of bed? How did you get out? "
As soon as I saw that she was wearing thin medical clothes, Feng Yimo took off her suit and put it on her, for fear that she would have a fever and cold, which would affect the wound again.
I can't say that I came out to ask the doctor about my illness. I couldn't urinate. After eating an apple, Rino could only change an excuse:
"I'm hungry --"
after looking at him, Rino's free little hand swore to pull it at his waist: "just come out and see if you have finished talking? Can you go out for lunch? "
Seeing her vision behind her, Feng Yimo didn't explain anything. He said: "go back and change clothes!"
One hand rings past her, and Feng Yimo holds her back.
Behind him, Yin Lanxi's eyes were tearful, and his face was unbelievable: he was in the hospital because - Jane lino?
These days, the plagiarism has made her so anxious that she doesn't know what happened in Fengjia. She has called him many times, but none of them has been through. She also called the company to find him, but the secretaries all said "he's on a business trip, not in the company". At first, she thought he was hiding from her, and she went to excellence specially, only to learn that he didn't work some days!
It was also today that the scandal of Feng Hanxiang broke out suddenly. She thought that he might appear in the hospital! So, I came to Tang Lisheng's hospital to try my luck!
Sure enough, as soon as she got to the door, she saw Mo Yan go out, and she was almost certain. As soon as she inquired, she came straight up.
Unexpectedly, he didn't come here because of fenghanxiang? It's because of Janeiro!
Is he not answering the phone or going to work recently, all here?
Shocked, it goes without saying that Yin Lanxi can't help grabbing his hair impatiently! Why is this woman again? Why does it happen at this time?
Is she deliberately against her?
The hatred in her heart grows like the grass. She unconsciously chases after her. Just after turning out of the crossing, one looks up and sees both sides of the aisle. Four men in black, two on the periphery and two at the door. There is no one in the half of the corridor. Obviously, outsiders are forbidden!
When the steps stopped, Yin Lanxi's fist clenched unconsciously: how well did he protect this woman? How interested is he in her?
Think again, just as soon as she appeared, he even threw himself away so vigorously, regardless of whether he would be injured or not, Yin Lanxi's tears immediately surged more fiercely:
If, if she did not leave then, now he is so happy to protect in his arms, it is her! With their affection, he must be thousands of times better to her than to this woman now! But now she is so tired every day that she can't even protect her painting career!
It's just a matter of a word. Why don't you help her?
Father will not give her money, but only know how to force her to do?
The heart is like being cut by thousands of blades and knives. Yin Lanxi is bleeding painfully, turning his fingers fretfully and pulling his hair, but he wants to cry without tears.
Back in the ward, Feng Yimo went to help Rino choose loose clothes, sat on the head of the bed, nibbled at the apple, and the rest of his eyes were on him. Rino's purples lips couldn't help puckering up:
How can this Yin Lanxi look like a plaster that can't be thrown away?
So thin woman, still crying in the hallway of the hospital, she looked at some inexplicable sad. Just now, if she didn't interrupt them, she would grind them for a while. It's estimated that his steel-making has become flexible around his fingers!
It is said that "heroes are sad about beauty pass", especially this kind of pitiful and attractive sympathy! Isn't junior three all so superior? Why not give her a little favor when she tinkles in poverty?
Burn!
It's really fat. I want to breathe! I wish that all the women in the world would receive suits and pants. No wonder they say that three thousand beauties in the harem are the dream of every man! This is not heroic spirit, imperial plot, not inferior nature, clearly is sick!
Get it!
When Feng Yimo came over with her clothes, she saw her sitting at the head of the bed, smacking an apple and blinking at him. She didn't mean to move at all.
"What's the matter?"
"I don't want to go!"
After eating a small half of the apples, Rino lifted the quilt and kicked his slippers out, ready to go to bed.
Usually, it's like asking her to lie down. At this moment, she climbs the bed on her own initiative. It's not good to seal the desert. She grabbed her, sat down, pulled her, pulled her to her leg and circled her waist:
"angry?"