My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

At first glance at the content of the painting, Qing Wan was startled.

She was painted, along with Er Donghao and Mo Yao, but the focus was on her.

Compared with the unpainted night scene painting last night, this painting is now very well painted. Qing Wan thought it was her own photo that was printed by Lu Hao. The painting was too similar, Er Donghao's expression They are all portrayed very full.

This Lu Hao's Danqing attainments seemed quite good.

"This is the scene when we first saw it yesterday. You came here for money, like a fairy, and that scene was like a soldering iron. It instantly burned into my mind and I couldn't erase it no matter what."

Lu Hao said softly, which was equivalent to telling Qing Wan that she had been burned into her heart by him and could not be forgotten.

She was someone else's wife. Lu Hao fell in love with her at first sight, but he didn't dare to tell her straightforwardly that he saw her at the first glance, and could only conceal his intentions.

"Do you want this painting? If you don't want it, I will treasure it myself."

Lu Hao fixedly looked at Qing Wan and asked her.

If she doesn't accept it, then he will cut off Er Donghao, Mo Yao and others, and then keep her, and treasure it again.

If she accepts it, since her man is also in the painting, if she wants to come, her man will not spill the painting, will he?

Of course Qing Wan didn't want her portrait to be left out.

Although Lu Hao can still paint her portrait again, she will take this one back when it is handed over to her.

As she rolled up the painting and tied it with a small red string, she said to Lu Hao: "Mr. Lu's painting is very good, thank you Mr. Lu for the painting."

She accepted this.

Seeing that she was willing to accept the painting, Lu Hao was both happy and a little disappointed.

But thinking that I could paint her portrait again, I didn't feel lost.

As long as he wants, he can paint her every day.

"Mr. Lu, I'll go first."

Holding the picture scroll, Qing Wan wanted to leave again.

Lu Hao didn't stop her this time, but followed her.

"The morning air is fresh and the villa is quiet. I also want to take a walk and blow the air to make my mind clearer." Lu Hao couldn't bear to miss the chance to get along with Qing Wan.

Although he stayed up all night, he was really not sleepy.

As long as he can get along with Qing Wan more, he doesn't need to make up for sleep.

"Mr. Lu, take your steps and don't follow me." Qing Wan said to him a little bit displeased.

He followed her like this, and Er Donghao saw it, and the couple had a conflict again.

The current Er Donghao is capricious, changing his face like flipping a book, even if he is for her, Qing Wan is a little scared, and try not to provoke him.

Lu Hao smiled, "I am taking my steps."

Qing Wan stopped, looked at him a few times, and said, "I think my husband is about to get up. I'll go back first."

Then, leaving Lu Hao, he turned and walked back to the hotel quickly.

It was such a beautiful morning that I was disturbed by Lu Hao.

Qing Wan discounted Lu Hao's favor.

She repeatedly emphasized to him that she was married and Lu Hao still stuck.

When Qing Wan returned to the room, she found that Er Donghao was no longer in bed. She thought he was in the bathroom. She was approaching, and found that the bathroom door was hidden. She gently pushed a little open to look inside, but there was no one.

Where did Er Donghao go?

"came back?"

Er Donghao's voice suddenly came from behind.

Qing Wan quickly turned her head and saw that he didn't know when he was standing behind her, she smiled and said, "Why are you silent? It shocked me. Where were you just now, I didn't see you when I came in. "

Er Donghao looked in the direction of the balcony and said lightly: "I'm watching from the balcony."

They live on a high floor. Looking down on the balcony, will you see her talking to Lu Hao?

Qing Wan was a little bit nervous in her heart, she didn't show up on her face, and asked him with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Er Donghao didn't answer. He looked at the scroll she was holding and asked her, "What are you holding?" Qing Wan hesitated again, or handed the scroll to Er Donghao, explaining He said: "I just went for a walk, and I met the painter yesterday at the entrance of the hotel. His name is Lu Hao. He said that he drew a painting and wanted to give it to me. I saw it and he painted it.

It was yesterday's scene. With you and me, I accepted the painting. He said, if I don’t accept this painting, he will treasure it. You and I are both in the painting. How can I let him treasure it? , So I accepted it. "

With this explanation, Er Donghao shouldn't be angry, right?

"Oh, is it so?"

Er Donghao's expression was calm, Qing Wan really couldn't tell whether he was angry at the moment.

He unfolded the picture scroll and opened it to look at it. "Donghao, look, he drew you very much, just like printing our photo." Qing Wan said carefully, still retaining Er Donghao's look, planning him to get angry, so she threw down first He, give him a sweet good morning kiss, maybe you can

Keep yourself.

Er Donghao had to admit that Lu Hao's paintings are really good.

As Qing Wan said, the characters Lu Hao painted are like printing other people's photos.

However, Lu Hao's focus is on Qing Wan, and Er Donghao is just a foil, and Er Donghao can still see it.

He looked at it for a while, then raised his head and asked the little woman in front of him, "Do you like this painting?"

Qing Wan was taken aback for a moment.

Does she like it?

She actually liked this painting, but she didn't know what the result would be after she answered that she liked it. If she said she didn't like it, what would be the result?

"Donghao, do you like it?"

Er Donghao said coldly: "I'm just a foil, you are the protagonist, so what do I like and what do I dislike?"

Qing Wan: "..."

Er Donghao looked at her deeply, in a posture that she must give her a correct answer. While Qing Wan was deliberating to speak, Er Donghao said, "Didn't you say it? I will call my husband from now on."

Always remind her that she is his wife.

I also always warn others that she is his wife, who dares to **** Er Donghao's wife, he can razing other people's homes to the ground, letting their families be destroyed.

"Husband."

Qing Wan called out wittily.

"Do you like this painting?"

Qing Wan: "...just so so." Qing Wan felt that this reply remained neutral, neither like nor disgusting.

After all, this is her portrait.

She has no reason to hate herself, right?

"You can only answer, like or dislike."

Qing Wan slandered in her heart: His beef tendon has committed again.

"dislike."

Qing Wan made a choice helplessly.

Even if it was a portrait of herself, Lu Hao painted it. If she said she liked it, this prudent man would definitely be very angry.

"I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it either, then don't have it, tear it off." Er Donghao looked at her, said while tearing the painting forcefully.

Qing Wan was silent, and then said: "Yeah." I thought I could keep the painting, but I couldn't keep it.