"Woom."

Squatting at the door, he shook his ears and shouted at Wang Tian twice.

It has been completely brainwashed and transformed into a Teddy, and has long forgotten who it has long since forgotten.

The villa is surrounded by enclosed, and even the second floor has characteristic doors and windows, integrated, and you can't enter without a password.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Wang Tian knocked on his face expressionlessly.

After a long time, there was no reaction.

Qiao Qingling must have been back, and the Porsche parked outside the villa can be seen.

It was as if I was deliberately telling Wang Tian: I'm back, but you just can't get in!

Wang Tian could even see Qiao Qingling's sneering face inside.

...

"Mama Fu, don't open the door for him, just let him stay outside!"

Qiao Qingling was indeed sneering.

Standing in front of her was a woman with a kind face of about forty years and a nanny invited by the Qiao family. She was not here a few days ago because she went home to visit her relatives.

"This, but the master has instructed me... the person outside is a son-in-law, right?" Fu's mother hesitated a little.

When I came back in the afternoon, Qiao Zhenbei had already told her.

There is an extra male owner in the villa named Wang Tian.

"Grandpa, don't worry, just listen to mine. Don't let him in!" Qiao Qingling did not give in at all.

In the whole villa, I felt that there was no man here, and I felt strangely comfortable and even felt much better.

I remembered that at school, this odorous stinky man was flirting with other women and hugging her.

Qiao Qingling felt extremely unhappy.

After all, it’s my husband. I’m not taking myself seriously at school at all?

"Miss, I heard from the master that you just got married. Why are you so angry?"

Fu's mother spoke with a tone of a person who has experienced it and said earnestly, "It's not me that the couple is quarreling at the bedside, and there is no need to let the son-in-law stay outside all night, right?"

"I want him to stay outside all night!" Qiao Qingling said coldly, "If grandpa hadn't left Shangjing, I would have liked to divorce him now!"

Fu Ma doesn't know what to say now.

It seems that this marriage is not as simple as imagined.

As the mistress of the villa, Fuma can only listen to Qiao Qingling.

"I'll go back to my room to rest first. Mom Fu, don't open the door for him!"

Qiao Qingling twisted her buttocks and walked up the second floor lightly.

Second floor.

After taking a comfortable and beautiful body and mind, Qiao Qingling returned to the simple and elegant room in a bathrobe.

Recalling a unique day, Qiao Qingling shook her head, trying to dispel the troubles in her mind.

When I woke up in the morning, the odorous stinky man came to my mind like a nightmare.

Every word and action reveals an irresistible domineering attitude.

It seems that I have no idea that women are creatures that require gentle care and watering to thrive.

Rough, inferior, vulgar!

Qiao Qingling remembered the things that the other party coerced her, and a burst of anger rushed into her mind.

"I really don't know if this kind of man would have that woman who would like him?"

Qiao Qingling took out an A4, then started to draw it with a sharpened pencil.

sketch.

It is one of her hobbies.

From the very professional line drawing, you can see that you have a deep foundation.

After a while, a lifelike male face appeared on the paper.

It's Wang Tian!

Qiao Qingling didn't think about it, so she picked up a red fountain pen and made two crosses directly!

Undisguised disgust and pleasure appeared in his eyes.

It seems that this can dispel the troubles in the heart.

I let out a long breath, and the resentment in my heart seemed to fade away a lot.

This is how women are. The anger comes and goes quickly.

Qiao Qingling looked at the A4 paper blankly, took out another piece of sketch paper by chance, and then closed her eyes and pondered.

Surprise, sometimes horror, sometimes heavy, sometimes painful, sometimes excited, finally with a little sweetness and... regret.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but in such a short time, so many expressions appeared on my face?

Suddenly, Qiao Qingling began to open her eyes and began to write and draw on the paper in her pencil.

This time the paper is not A4 paper, but professional Connor sketch paper.

It can be seen that his seriousness is.

The speed is neither slow nor fast, and the expression on his face is solemn and serious.

It took half an hour before a familiar picture was slowly presented on the paper.

There is only one man in the picture.

He was wearing a robe like an ancient scholar, and a flowing strap was slightly tied around his waist.

The long hair flew like ink, and shook the sky, as if it was a banished immortal in the world. Shenjun's face was a bit indifferent to treating sentient beings as ants.

The temperament illuminates each other with the bright moon behind you, the indescribable ethereal and ethereal, and the indescribable indifference and ruthlessness.

Qiao Qingling looked at her in a daze, as if she was dissatisfied, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Qiao Qingling never keeps things that she is not satisfied with.

I planned to knead it into a ball and throw it into the trash can. After thinking about it, Qiao Qingling still did not do this, but put it aside.

She pulled out and continued to pull out one, picked up the pencil, and started drawing again tirelessly.

One, two...

Didi…

The small clock on the desktop began to move rapidly, and before I knew it, the originally slow hour hand had moved by ninety degrees.

At this time, a large number of paper began to pile up on the desktop and the ground.

There are all the same person on the paper, and the only difference is the scene.

Finally, the scene on the paper was frozen on the man's back.

After finishing the drawing, Qiao Qingling stretched and began to climb on the table with no grace. She picked up sketches one by one, and began to examine her works.

As I looked, a blush appeared on my face and my eyes were even more energetic.

"Are you regretting me again?" Qiao Qingling murmured to herself, "It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and there is no place to sell it. Maybe, I will never see you again in this life, right? That kind of character?"

At this moment, her wish is actually quite simple, just meet.

Don't ask for too many other things.

After a long period of painting, although the process did not feel very tired, I was very tired afterwards.

After a thrill, Qiao Qingling murmured a few times, not knowing what she was muttering.

The fatigue of her body made her unwilling to move, and her eyelids began to fight and slowly closed.

for a long time.

The door quietly opened, and Wang Tian slowly walked through the fragrant room.

Although the villa lock is powerful, it is just a trivial matter for him after all.

I wanted to wait for the other party to open the door in person, but I didn't expect that there were no people for a few hours.

So Wang Tian didn't think too much, and planned to use some special means to come in and teach this woman a simple and rough lesson!

However, when Wang Tian walked to Qiao Qingling, he looked at the drawing papers and was stunned for a moment.

Then, silence.

"Forget it, I'll give you willfulness."

After a long time, Wang Tiancai whispered, then gently picked up Qiao Qingling who was already asleep, lay down his sleeping position, covered him with a quilt, and then walked out of the room.

After thinking about it, Wang Tian put away the exquisite painting papers on the desktop and took them away.
Chapter completed!