At this time, Jinnan was already shrouded in night.

Qin Kun lay on the bed, pressed his hands on the poplar's green onion arms, and gently kissed the thin red lips.

The body fragrance on Bai Yang's body flowed into his lungs along his snort, causing the flame in Qin Kun's heart to burn and rise continuously.

He looked at the beauty lying on the bed, a clean white uniform and a hip-wrapping skirt, which set off her jealous and angry figure.

This time, Qin Kun was really moved by Poplar.

Previously, Qin Kun already had some good feelings for Poplar.

But he didn't know if he really liked it, and it wasn't clear if Poplar liked him. Or simply like his money.

But now, Qin Kun can be sure that this woman is definitely true to herself.

If in this case, Qin Kun still refused. That's a sling.

Tonight, he's going to have Poplar.

After making up his mind, Qin Kun's hands and feet became dishonest, and Bai Yang's breathing became heavier and heavier.

But at this time. The poplar with crimson cheeks suddenly grabbed Qin Kun's arm.

"Today, it doesn't seem to work. Poplar said shyly.

"What?" Qin Kun was stunned in embarrassment: "You...... Don't you want to?"

"It's not like that. Bai Yang shook his head, got up from under Qin Kun's body, and pointed to the seven-dimensional space at the head of the bed.

Qin Kun turned his head and looked, dumbfounded.

He knew what the seventh-dimensional space was.

Isn't that the same aunt's towel?

"It's really not good these days, it's not good for your health, or ...... It's better to wait for a few days, okay?" Poplar lowered his head, too ashamed.

Syllable!

Qin Kun patted his head and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Sister Baiyang, you're so unauthentic, I'm on fire, you tell me it's not okay?"

"That can't be helped, or ...... Will you figure it out yourself?" Poplar glanced at the toilet.

"Forget it, that's a waste. Qin Kun shook his head, sat on the bed and took out his mobile phone: "I'll still play with my mobile phone and divert my attention." ”

"That's fine. Bai Yang came over with a smile, put his hands around Qin Kun's body, and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Don't you think it's hot like this?" Qin Kun looked at the poplar obliquely, and the pair of big white rabbits with Q bombs on his arms, how did this divert his attention?

"It's not hot, it's not hot, I'm really happy today, I'm so happy, I'm going to hold you like this, you play with you, I'll accompany you. ”

"Sister Baiyang, you!" Qin Kun wanted to cry without tears, how could he have the heart to play games?

In this way, Qin Kun simply stopped playing, and found two romantic dramas to watch with Poplar.

After the movie was finished, the two took a shower and slept separately.

Baiyang was very excited today, and as soon as he entered the quilt, he hugged Qin Kun and didn't let go. It's as if Qin Kun was rented.

Qin Kun was so hot that he didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night, and finally waited until Bai Yang fell asleep, and then secretly ran to the living room with a pillow to get up, and then made up for his sleep.

The next day.

Poplar got up early, washed up and made breakfast.

Qin Kun couldn't get up while lying on the sofa, and slept until more than eleven o'clock at noon before getting up.

At this time, Bai Yang had already gone to work, and she left a small note on her desk, which read: "The soy milk I made for you, warm it up by yourself when it's cold, I'm going to work, what's it." ”

Putting down the note, Qin Kun warmed it with soy milk, and after eating a bite of the cake, he called Yu Qianqian.

According to the agreement, today should be the art conference that Yu Qianqian is looking forward to, and there will also be an auction of an authentic Picasso masterpiece.

After the call goes through. Qin Kun heard Yu Qianqian's voice.

"Qin Kun, call me so early, I just got out of class. Yu Qianqian is in a very good mood, and her voice gives people a feeling of vitality.

Qin Kun listened. I feel very energetic.

"Aren't there any Picasso paintings going up for auction today?

"At one o'clock in the afternoon, at the Gaming International Art Exhibition Hall, I'll drive to pick you up in a while?"

"No, I have a car. We'll see you at the pavilion, I'm having breakfast. Qin Kun took a sip of soy milk and said.

"What?"

"The sun is so high, and you're not afraid of roasting your buttocks, you didn't sleep last night?" Yu Qianqian let out a silver bell-like laugh: "Say." Are you out of town?"

Sister?

If he could really get it, Qin Kun wouldn't know how to sleep until now.

"The girl didn't get it, she just cultivated immortals. Qin Kun sighed and said, "Okay, I have to prepare well." You can't be so sloppy as a male companion, right? ”

"Hee-hee, it's okay, I don't mind. ”

"I mind, you're the eldest lady of the Yu family. This face must be given. Qin Kun said.

"It's a great honor, Qin Shao, then let's see you in the exhibition hall. ”

"Okay. ”

After talking to Yu Qianqian, Qin Kun stepped up to eat a few bites of food, and then washed and changed clothes. I drove downstairs to the Jetta towards the shopping center.

When he arrived at the mall, he bought a black suit.

As the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes and a horse on a saddle.

Qin Kun is the same.

The moment he put on a suit and walked out of the fitting room, Qin Kun's whole person became extremely handsome, this is the image of a rich second generation. Rich and handsome.

"Well, that should be pretty much the same. Qin Kun changed his clothes, looked in the mirror, bought this set of clothes worth more than 3,000, looked at the time, and drove the car. Head towards the Gaming International Art Pavilion.

The Gaming Art Pavilion is not located in the city center, but in the direction of the east side.

This is the largest art exhibition hall in Jinnan, which collects many treasures and famous paintings, of course, there are many high-quality imitations, after all, the real thing is really hard to find.

At this moment, there are less than ten minutes left before the auction starts.

There are many celebrities gathered in the exhibition hall. There are also a lot of art lovers.

Yu Qianqian stood in the pavilion, staring at a painting on the wall.

She looked at it for a long time, as if she could tell what the author was thinking from that painting. It's fascinating to watch.

Today she is dressed differently than she used to.

Yu Qianqian was wearing a faint purple dress, with a graceful figure and a more noble temperament.

Fair skin, delicate facial features. The slight smile on her face made her look like a fine piece of porcelain.

The painting in front of Yu Qianqian is a traditional European peasant woman.

The peasant woman sat in a shabby chair.

Her expression was complex and somewhat hollow. The eyes were so deep that it was difficult to see what was going on in the woman's mind.

Yu Qianqian is feeling the soul that the painter has given to this painting, and wants to get some feelings from it.

But just as she was fully engaged, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Qianqian, I didn't expect you to like Picasso's paintings too. ”

The voice was somewhat familiar, and Yu Qianqian withdrew her gaze and turned her head to look around.

Standing beside her was Zheng Chao, who belonged to the same age as her.

Yu Qianqian is the school flower of Huachuan University, and naturally she is the face of the third year, Zheng Chao, like everyone else, has a love for Yu Qianqian.

It's just that Zheng Chao's admiration is completely unrequited, and Yu Qianqian didn't think about him at all.

Opposite. She hates Zheng Chao very much.

Because Zheng Chao, like other rich boys, likes to play with feelings, it has only been less than a month since school started, and he hooked up with a freshman elementary school girl.

This made Yu Qianqian feel very disgusting. What's more, Zheng Chao is still showing off his power in the student union, relying on his rich second generation to bully new students, and even many people in the same grade have been stepped on by him.

Hate is hate, Yu Qianqian didn't even give a little face, so she smiled at Zheng Chao and said: "Of course, I am not only the head of the magic department, but also a part-time art department." ”

"It's not a loss to be the eldest lady of the Yu family, what I like is different from others, magic, art, very tasteful. Zheng Chao praised it, stood in front of Yu Qianqian, looked at the painting on the wall, and said with a smile: "Qianqian, I won't tell you anything, in fact, I also like art very much." ”

"Yes, is it?" Yu Qianqiandai's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Will Zheng Chao like art?

Are you kidding.

But Zheng Chao smiled solemnly: "I really like it, you look at this painting, how beautiful, how affectionate, the eyes of this peasant woman, only Picasso master has such artistic skills, drawing such a moving work." ”

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