Florist Little Boss

Say, "Look if you don't kiss Dad, Dad is angry."

He twisted his **** and didn't return his head.

"Ha, thanks to me taking you every day, delicious and delicious, you dare to face my **** and see how I can pack you."

Gao Yang rushed up, stretched out his devil's claws and tickled Gao Xun's waist, making Gao Xun chuckled while crawling over Qin Shaoyan.

"Don't make trouble, be careful." Qin Shaoyan reminded him.

Gao Yang knew the size, and he stopped after two attempts. He hugged Gao Xun and said, "Don't you dare to abandon your father in the future?"

"Papa." Gao Xun shouted leaning on Gao's arms.

Gao Yang was almost at the point where he usually slept. "Should we go to bed? Good babies should go to bed early and get up early." Then he hugged Gao Xun and went upstairs, Qin Shaoyan followed. Before going to bed, Dad Qin would tell him a little story. Although he did n’t understand it, it helped sleep. Gao Xunan lay quietly in his cot. Dad Gao on the left and Dad Qin on the right. The world counts him happiest.

"Is there time tomorrow afternoon?" Qin Shaoyan stood next to the bed to change clothes, took off his neck tie, and threw it to the bed.

Gao Yang sat cross-legged on the carpet and washed his clothes. "It should be. The store is not very busy these days. What's wrong?"

"Mr. Ye was invited by the Painting and Calligraphy Association to hold a personal art exhibition in the city's convention center in two days. The manpower is not enough. If you have time, we will help out together."

"Personal art exhibition?" Gao Yang froze, sounding tall, "Of course no problem, but what do I need to do?"

"Move things and set up the venue." Qin Shaoyan took off his wrist watch and put it on the table. "Mr. Ye's students are not many. Basically, they are all in the field. Few can come, and he can't rest assured to others. "

Gao Yang puts the folded clothes in the closet, and Gao Xun's clothes are put in a wooden box specially prepared for him, so it is easy to find them. He asked casually, "Mr. Ye's paintings should be expensive?" Listen Gu Xuechang said they were sky-high prices, and they didn't know to what extent the sky-high prices.

Qin Shaoyan said flatly, "Be sure to get started."

Ten million! One painting can make ordinary people ’s homes not to worry about for generations, and this is just a starting price. It really deserves the word astronomical. The antiques of a thousand years ago are similar to this. Gao Yang is puzzled. "Why is it so expensive?"

"I don't understand this in a sentence or two. You will see for yourself tomorrow."

Qin Shaoyan's words successfully hooked his curiosity, and his eyes were a little bit brightened. "So what gift should I bring to my door tomorrow?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I'm ready." Qin Shaoyan hugged him from behind, "Should we go to take a shower now."

Suggestive, Gao Yang instantly remembered someone ’s behavior in the bathroom as a beast and the tragic appearance of himself the next day, and said vigilantly, “Let you wash it first. I ’ve just been sitting for a long time. , Slowly. "

"Need help?" Qin Shaoyan said in his ear.

Really a grinning little goblin, Gao Yang quickly calmed his mind, "No, no, I can do it myself, you go."

"I'll help you press it." Qin Shaoyan ignored Gao Yang's refusal and pressed himself on his leg. At first, it was serious, and Gao Yang felt very comfortable, with a warm chest behind him, and suddenly he felt fascinated, but then he became more and more wrong.

Hey, isn't it about massaging the legs! What do you do with my pants? Don't put your hand in, take it out, jerk! Gao Yang wanted to resist, but Qin Shaoyan's technique was so good that he comforted himself with a humming two times, and it was leaked into the other's hands within a few moments.

Qin Shaoyan smiled, and deliberately put his hand stained with white liquid in front of his eyes, and said softly, "Yangyang is really fast." After speaking, he deliberately put his hand next to his mouth and licked his tongue out ... ..

Day ..., he's shamefully hard again!

"It seems Xiao Xiaoyang's spirit is enough."

Gao Yang: "......" I'm so angry, I really want to get on him!

Under Qin Shaoyan's intentional instigation, Gao Yang retired, leaving the other side to demand, and finally failed to escape the end of being fainted, and failed to get out of bed the next morning.

"I'm not going today, I will leave it to you in the shop." Gao Yang lay on the bed and called Gu Ruchu with a dumb throat.

Gu Ruchu listened to Gao Yang's voice and was worried, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Gao Yang said cheekily, "Kicking the quilt last night was a bit frozen."

Although Gu Ruchu was a little puzzled and didn't ask much, he said a few words to let him rest well at home. The shop didn't need him to worry. He hung up the phone and found that Mo Zelin was looking at himself, "What's wrong?"

"Is Boss Gao calling?"

"Yes, he said that he is not here today."

Mo Zelin approached suddenly and came to Gu Ruchu, "Mr. Gu seems to be afraid of me?"

"No!" Gu Ruchu immediately denied.

Mo Zelin raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I forgot to ask Mr. Gu yesterday."

This man is really charming, especially when he laughs, not many people in the world can fight it, including himself, Gu Ruchu sighed, "What is it?"

"I wonder if you have any active men and women?"

"what?"

After hanging up the phone, Gao Yang fell asleep again. He didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, it was a little dark outside. Shouldn't he sleep for a day?

"Wake up? I just wanted to come up and call you." Qin Shaoyan opened the door and came in, seeing Gao Yang sitting on the bed, his robe loosely laid on his body, exposing the kiss marks on the collarbone, very ambiguous.

Gao Xun did not see Dad Gao in the morning, and he was so enthusiastic that he stretched out his hand and fluttered on Gao Yang's body.

"It's Dad." Gao Yang squeezed the tip of his nose, and his voice was still a little dumb. "What time is it? Have you eaten?"

Qin Shaoyan sat by the bed and pulled him the collar of his nightgown. "It was almost eleven o'clock, and I drank milk and an egg in the morning."

"I think it's getting dark, and I thought it was night." Gao Yang leaned on Qin Shaoyan's body, his back was sore.

The experienced Qin Shaoyan reached into the bed and squeezed him, "It may rain soon."

"Then we go to Mr. Ye's house?"

"Look back in the afternoon."

Between the two, the rain fell, not too much, and it didn't look too long. Gao Yang changed his clothes and went downstairs for dinner. Zhou Ye's cooking skills were as good as ever.

After dinner, there was nothing to do. Gao Yang took out the long idle chess and said that he would have a few games of gomoku with Qin Shaoyan. Gao Xun is a troublemaker, and the process of playing chess is naturally not so smooth. He often takes it away as soon as he puts it down.

"Return it quickly and play with your toys." Gao Yang shoved a car on the ground into his hand.

Gao Xun is also not a good passer, throwing the car on the ground, he has to put it on the chessboard.

Compared to this unreliable, Qin Shaoyan is more like a competent dad, holding Gao Xun on his lap. "Dad teaches you to play chess. This is a black pawn. Put it on the crossing line."

"Did Xunxun decide to put it here? That dad is going to start."

Ten minutes later, Gao Xun's sunspot was almost eaten by Baizi. Gao Yang shook his **** in the wooden box proudly, "Oh, good harvest."

I won a game of chess with a nine-month-old baby, and I can still be complacent. This is no one.

Gao Xun pushed Dad Qin's hand, which meant that he should get him back.

In the afternoon, the rain stopped, and Gao Yang was ready to accompany the bag, carrying the baby in one hand and holding the baby in the other, and got on Qin Shaoyan's car.

Nightscape Sheng lives in Xicheng, and it takes more than an hour to drive by car. For the first time, Gao Yang saw such a simple and elegant courtyard, and stepped in, as if he was in ancient times.

Ye Jingsheng seemed to know that they were coming, and stood at the door early to greet him. Gao Yang looked up, a little embarrassed. This scene seemed to have met.

"Uncle Ye."

"Mr. Ye."

Ye Jingsheng wore a gray-blue gown today. She was thin and thin. At first glance, she looked like a literati, and said with a smile, "Here you come, come in."

Qin Shaoyan said before he entered the door, "Uncle Bai is not at home." This is not a question. If Uncle Bai was at home, Ye Jingsheng would definitely not be standing outside the door like this.

"He went to the company and will be back in a while." Ye Jingsheng said, "You sit first, I'll make tea for you."

Gao Yang didn't sit. He threw Gao Xun to Qin Shaoyan and followed, "I'll help you."

"Trouble you, come here to help." Ye Jingsheng opened the cupboard and took out the tea.

Gao Yang quickly shook his head. "No trouble."

"Let's have dinner here."

"Okay."

Ye Jingsheng's studio is very large. Rows of easels are neatly arranged, and there is a picture on each easel. There are already two people working in the studio. It should be Ye Shengsheng's student. Gao Yang was stunned and pointed at the painting in front of her. "Is this true?"

"No, these are all written by Uncle Ye." Qin Shaoyan said later.

Now he finally understands why Ye Jingsheng's paintings are so expensive. "How many paintings are needed for an art exhibition?" There must be hundreds of pictures here.

"It depends on the size of the venue."

At this time, the student who was taking the record pointed to the easel covered by the black flannel and said to the person next to him, "Is this also the case?"

He ripped off the black flannel ...

Gao Yang's eyes were attracted to the past. He stared straight at the painting on the easel. The people on the painting were not familiar.

"This guy ..."

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Chapter 61 Chapter 61

I don't know if I was not careful when painting, there are two drops of ink in the blank space in the lower right corner of the painting. It seems that the painting is invalid. In the middle of the picture is a boy, four or five years old, very energetic, not fat, wearing a small navy blue suit with a white shirt inside. The top two buttons are not buttoned, exposing the collarbone, clavicle There is a mole on it, but it is not very obvious. If you don't pay attention, you will think it was accidentally attached. Holding a book in his hand, he was looking forward with a smile, and a small dimple appeared on his cheek.

Gao Yang froze as soon as he saw the painting. It took a long while to point to the painting and ask, "Who is the boy on this painting?"

Qin Shaoyan frowned slightly. He didn't expect to miss a painting and put it here, "He is the son of Ye Ye, called Ye Mubai."

Ye Mubai ... "He's the one you said ..." Qin Shaoyan told him a while ago for the lost child of Mr. Ye.

"Yes, he's the uncle's eldest son. This is how he looked when he was a kid." Qin Shaoyan looked down at Gao Yang, and his reaction was somewhat unexpected. "Don't look at him looking very honest. He was very naughty when he was a kid. "

"This picture isn't." The student who got it wrong shook his head embarrassed and covered the cloth again.

"Yangyang." Gao Yang ran out without a word, and Qin Shaoyan called him and chased him.

In the front living room, Ye Jingsheng knelt down on the carpet to accompany Gaoxun. He had visited the flower shop several times. Gaoxun already remembered the beautiful grandpa. Although the two dads were not here, he was not afraid at all. No crying.

Gao Yang trot all the way to the entrance of the living room, stepped into it, paused, and Ye Jingsheng heard his voice and looked up, just as Gao Yang was looking at him, and two pairs of similar eyes were knocked together. Yejing Sheng froze and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, run so fast? Are you thirsty?"

Maybe Ye Jingsheng's face infected him with a gentle smile, and Gao Yang's messy heart calmed down a lot. He took a deep breath. "Mr. Ye, I have a question for you."

"You ask."

"Sixteen years ago, did you lose a five- or six-year-old child."

When Qin Shaoyan chased the door, he heard a noise in the room. Something should have fallen to the ground. When one side saw Bai Zhi came back from the outside, he stepped forward and called, "Uncle Bai."

Bai Zhi nodded. "You are here, what about the child?"

"In there." Qin Shaoyan glanced inside.

How clever Bai Zhi is, he understands without him saying, "You go with me."

"Okay." Qin Shaoyan naturally had no intention.