Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

The little princess in the first picture has clear eyes and innocent eyes. The cool and indifferent temperament of Xia Wanyuan on weekdays has been suppressed, and what is shown in front of everyone is an excellent image of a protected little girl.

This kind of gaze reminded Jun Shiling of the way Xia Wanyuan looked up at the flowers under the sea of ​​flowers that day. Although the scene was different, it was the same clear.

The third picture of the imperial concubine in full-fledged costumes, the emptiness in her eyes makes people unbearable to watch.

Jun Shiling clicked on the comments, most of them praised her good-looking, but there were also some sour comments, and even swiped #xiawanyuanget out of the entertainment circle#.

The more he looked down, the more cold light appeared in Jun Shiling's eyes. Half a moment later, Jun Shiling closed Weibo and was about to call Lin Jing in, but the phone rang.

"A Ling, will you come back tomorrow? I want to kill my little great-grandson."

It has been more than half a month since I saw Jun Shiling and Jun Yin. The old man talked about it for a long time at home. He heard that Xia Wanyuan's feet were healed, so the old man called Jun Shiling.

"Grandpa, we'll go back tomorrow."

Not long after hanging up, an uninvited person sat on the sofa again.

"Hey, Young Master Jun, don't you think I'm such a big man sitting here?" Bo Xiao, who was wearing a shiny silver and white shirt, leaned on the sofa.

Knowing Bo Xiao's temperament, Jun Shiling was too lazy to pay attention to him, and approved the documents on his own.

Facing the iceberg of Jun Shiling, Bo Xiao was no longer looking for fun. He just came back from abroad and played the most popular mobile game at the moment, and played it with headphones.

So when Jun Shiling returned home, another tail followed behind him.

"Master, Master Bo Xiao."

"Uncle Wang, long time no see." Bo Xiao's fox eyes raised a smile.

"It's only a few days, Young Master Bo Xiao." Uncle Wang greeted him kindly.

"Has the little dumpling not been back today?" Bo Xiao likes Jun Yin's sweet and cute child very much.

"School is over early today, and the young master has gone home long ago and is learning calligraphy with his wife."

Xia Wanyuan didn't go out today. He practiced calligraphy at home for a while. When Xiaobao came back from school, he saw Xia Wanyuan's calligraphy. He was still a child and didn't know how to write rhymes. Xia Wanyuan taught him.

When Jun Shiling walked into the room, he saw Xia Wanyuan holding Jun Yin's hand and writing on the paper, when he heard the movement, Xia Wanyuan turned around.

"Sister-in-law." Bo Xiao called out, and Xia Wanyuan nodded slightly.

"Uncle!" Xiaobao also saw Bo Xiao at this time, his big eyes lit up, he liked this very interesting uncle.

He immediately dropped the brush and ran over with his short legs, but he didn't expect that when he was one step away from Bo Xiao, he was pressed against his head by Bo Xiao's big palm.

"Uncle?" Xiaobao pursed his lips aggrieved. Does uncle not like him?

"Little dumpling, the ink on your face, are you a little cat?"

Jun Shiling looked at Jun Yin's ink face, and there was a rare broken smile in his eyes.

"Oh my little master, I'll take you to wash." Uncle Wang saw the ink marks on Xiaobao's face, and his eyes were full of kind smiles.

When Xiaobao came out clean, Bo Xiao and Jun Shiling were standing in front of the table, looking at the words written by Xia Wanyuan and Xiaobao.

"Sister-in-law is really a good handwriting!"

Mr. Bo likes antique calligraphy. After being taken back to Bo's house, Mr. Bo was guarded by Mr. Bo, and he followed him to see many famous calligraphy and paintings.

A good character is not in the beauty of its shape, but in its muscles and bones.

Xia Wanyuan wrote the two characters Junyin, which is ups and downs, unrestrained, and self-contained. Most of the women's words are graceful and beautiful, but Xia Wanyuan's words give people a sense of vigor and vitality of the ancient pines on the cliffs.

Jun Shiling looked at the characters on the silver hook in the iron painting. Rao Shi had seen Xia Wanyuan's characters long ago, and was still amazed by this woman's calligraphy skills.

"Uncle, I've cleaned up." Xiaobao ran over and hugged Bo Xiao's leg,

Bo Xiao hugged Little Treasure, "Tsk, little dumpling, look at how beautiful your mother's writing is, look at yours, and keep going."

"Hmph." Xiaobao is not happy now, "Dad doesn't know how to write good-looking characters. I inherited my father, so I don't blame him."

"Hahaha, you're right, it's all your father's fault." Bo Xiao laughed at Xiaobao's innocent words.

Jun Shiling glanced at Xiaobao, Xiaobao hurriedly got into Bo Xiao's arms, his father was good or bad, and he glared at me when he told the truth.

With Bo Xiao by his side, Xiaobao stopped bothering Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan, and concentrated on playing with toys with Bo Xiao.

After dinner, Bo Xiao left even though Uncle Wang kept Bo Xiao staying in the manor.

He still has to go back to meet those few people, how can he let them sleep well.

"Linger, the company is busy tonight, so I won't be back."

"You haven't come back for several days." Mo Ling squeezed her phone tightly, as if she was about to crush it.

"Oh, I'm busy with work here, you have to be considerate of me, the necklace you wanted last time, I had someone photograph it for you, and I'll bring it back to you in a few days, I'm busy and hung up. "

After hanging up the phone, Bo Qing took the tender model aside and stole a scent on the beauty's face, "Mr. Bo, take another sip."

Hearing the beeps on the phone, Mo Ling was so angry that she really thought she didn't know what he was doing? !

"Busy? Busy with women!"

"This is called karma." A cold hum came from the door, and the sudden voice startled Mo Ling.

"Bo Xiao?!"

The last time Bo Xiao went home, people threw all Bo Yi's things out and cleaned up the master bedroom, but they didn't live at home, so Mo Ling didn't meet Bo Xiao.

The scene of Bo Yi's big wedding five years ago is still vivid in his mind. Even though Bo Xiao is smiling at this moment, Mo Ling feels that he is as evil as a devil.

Glancing at Mo Ling with a terrified face, Bo Xiao raised the corners of his mouth coldly and strode up to the bedroom upstairs, without even giving Mo Ling another glance.

But Mo Ling felt uncomfortable. The past events from many years ago, mixed with Bo Xiao's ghostly eyes, made her feel guilty. Looking at the beautifully decorated large living room, Mo Ling felt that the room was too empty for the first time.

Xiaobao was carried by the nanny to take a bath. Xia Wanyuan sat on the sofa by the window in the bedroom and picked up the financial magazine next to him.

Jun Shiling is a person who loves to read books, and he covers a wide range of books. The books he has read can be seen everywhere in the manor. Xia Wanyuan also likes to read books, and she just came to modern times, she hopes to learn more about modern knowledge.

Different from traditional books, financial magazines are equipped with many kinds of charts, which Xia Wanyuan could not understand.

It happened that Jun Shiling passed by the door at this time.

"Jun Shiling." Qingling's voice sounded, and Jun Shiling stopped walking to the study.

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