Pair...... Husband-snatching??

The crowd was stunned at first, and then they shouted even more frantically.

Arrogant -

The music is hot, the movement is #love, and everyone's body and soul are burning.

This is a small art exhibition, only for guests invited by the host...

Well-dressed men and ladies in evening dresses or other formal but beautiful clothes strolled through the world, completely silent in the wonderful world of art.

The waiters with trays carefully walk through the gallery, for fear of disturbing the eyes of the guests and the mood of the paintings.

This is an exhibition organized by the Molière family, and the guests invited are rich and noble, as well as celebrities and long-established artists.

Understand that artists are mostly paranoid, and who understands what crazy things they can do when they are angry??

Chunxiao, who was wearing a red evening dress, was like a beautiful and noble little princess of the Su room, she stood in front of a large oil painting, looking at the dense golden barren wheat fields that seemed to be in a daze.

Such a fiery color can stab people's eyes, and such a dense cloth makes people's hearts depressed and breathless.

However, such a color with such a cloth makes people feel a sense of relaxation and happiness, as if they are in this wheat field, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wheat ears are golden.

"It's Tick's." —A gentle voice rings in his ears.The man speaks English with a strong London accent, which is very comfortable to listen to.

Chunxiao looked back and saw that Dong had a handsome face—a young man with a muddy and deep outline, like a mythical sculpture.

"Is that you??" Chunxiao asked in surprise.

This man she knew, the guy who would go to St. Anthony Avenue at 2 o'clock in the afternoon every 6 p.m. and ask her to help paint a self-portrait.

In the last two weeks since she opened her business on St. Anthony's Street, he's been showing up.—Straight to now.How many months has this been??

Every time Chunxiao passes, she can meet such a loyal customer, so she remembers him deeply.

"It's me, Miss Chunxiao from Huaxia." The man nodded, and the smile was even more dazzling. You never asked my name, and I regret it."

"I'm sorry." Chunxiao's embarrassed Coco said, "May I ask what you call it??"

"Molière, you can call me Nahi." Said the young man.

"Hello, Nahi." Chunxiao said with a smile.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Mushroom said this is an exhibition of paintings held by the Molière family??"

"Not bad." Nahi Molière nodded. It's the Molière family, and I'm doing it for you."

"—"Chunxiao's face was red, and the whole neck was smeared with a strange and touching rouge color.

This kind of naked show of love, she is a little difficult to accept.

The young man looked at her and said, "Miss Chunxiao, welcome to you, this is the happiest thing for me tonight."

Chunxiao turned to look at 4 weeks, but she didn't find her mushroom spring.

It's strange, they obviously got up, and the spring also followed her, why did they suddenly disappear??

"Ann Ace met one of her friends, and I saw them talking very happily." The blonde Nahi Molière said with a smile.

"Thank you, you've known her for a long time??" Chunxiao thanked Ann Aisi is the Dutch name of Mushroom Spring, and she is also well-known in the Parisian art circle.

Since she was chatting with a friend, it was impossible for her to immediately chase after her and disturb her.

"Slightly earlier than I met you." Nahi Molière Coco said. Anne Ace is very famous in Paris, and her paintings are not cheap now."

"Thank you." This time, it was Chunxiao instead of mushroom spring to thank you.

"So I came here to ask, can I have this privilege to introduce you to these paintings? Because I see an unknown doubt in your eyes." The man asked aloud.

"He saw the curiosity in his eyes??" Chunxiao thought in surprise.

Yes, although she has a few years of art skills, but she has not yet entered the threshold of this art palace when she is in China.

And what she is facing now are all famous works, and every one of them is priceless. Oil paintings are realistic, but also about artistic conception, and some paintings she can't understand the significance of the painter's treatment.

In the past, it was Mushroom who played the role of docent and enlightenment teacher, but now, Mushroom entrusted her to another man.

"Thank you." Chunxiao hesitated slightly, but still agreed.

"Oh, I'm so worried you're going to say no before you answer." The man gave a gentlemanly salute to Chunxiao." Thank God that He loves me so much."

Chunxiao Coco's eyes shifted to the painting in front of him again.

So, Nacy Molière immediately changed the subject, looked at the oil painting in front of him, and said, "Tick is a rising star in the world of oil painting, a newcomer who has only emerged in recent years.

"It's one of Tick's early creations, and I liked it the first time I saw it, but I didn't expect that what used to be a hobby of collecting has now become a lucrative investment — and I can tell that you love it."

"Yes, I love it." Chunxiao did not deny it.

"This is Sean's work. Sean became famous very early, but there are not many works left. This painting is of his wife, and the woman he calls his 'soul mate'. He has only been married twice in his life, and the media has commented that he is crazy about love. However, he cut off his wife's thigh. He thinks that her wife is perfect with all four limbs. Is this the artist's sensory world? We mortals always want everything to be perfect."

"He's a madman." Chunxiao said that she likes art, but she doesn't like those perverts who do crazy things in the name of art.

"Oh, be quiet, if his followers hear it, they'll be angry." Nahi Molière made a little joke.

The cocoa of spring dawn brightened the eyes of Nahi Molière.

"I think you—must be interested in this work.This is Ann Lise's early work, and it's also her famous work—she named this painting "", and I think it means to both the work itself and to her.

In the luxury car, Chunxiao had a straight face, - without saying a word.

Chun wanted to speak several times, but when he saw Chunxiao's pursed lips, he could only swallow what he wanted to say.

The car stopped at the gate of the yard, and the driver quickly got out of the car and trotted over to help open the rear door.

"Thank you." Spring said with a smile. Please express your nonsense to Young Master Nashi again on my behalf."

"It's my pleasure." The driver said respectfully. I'll help convey your nonsense."

When the car was far away, Chunxiao and Chunchun returned to the villa where they lived.

"Spring, Xiaoxiao, are you back??" My grandmother, who was watching TV in the living room, heard the sound of the door opening and hurriedly greeted her. Have you had fun tonight, right?"

"Grandma, it's good." Chunxiao said.

"It's good." Grandma said happily. If you like it, let Mushroom take you out more in the future."

"Don't." Chunxiao said. I still like to sleep at home."

With that, he walked towards his room.

Grandma looked at Spring, and Spring shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she was helpless.

"I'll go and persuade her." Grandma said.

"I'll go." Spring said.

Spring pushed open the door of Chunxiao's room, and she was sitting on the computer desk to send and receive emails.

"What?? Not happy??" Spring sat on Chunxiao's bed and asked with a smile.

"I said, I don't like that." Chunxiao said.

"But, I think Nahi is a good fit for you." Spring is the color of the said." Even I was touched by him, don't you feel it at all?? This time he took the initiative to find me, and he understood that you like to paint, so he used their collection to hold this exhibition.

"How many times have I said it, I-"

"You've got someone you like, right?" Spring interrupted her and asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Chunxiao said.

"And does he like you?"

Chunxiao was silent.

"You're not even sure if he likes you, are you??"

"He likes it." Chunxiao said, thinking of Ye Bai's eyes looking at herself, it was very gentle, and there was a hint of doting, which made her heart feel throbbing.

"You're not sure??" Spring said angrily. For the sake of a love that you can't be sure of and a man who is not worth waiting for, you are willing to give up such a great opportunity?? What's wrong with Molière? I think he's the best man for you, and he's going to be pampered all the time."

"Pampering??" Chunxiao laughed. It's like Daddy doting on me—like??"

"That's not the case."

"Yes—yes." Chunxiao said stubbornly. Because I don't like him."

Paris.. Via Sant'Ancia.

The night was deep, and there was no sound for 4 weeks.

A dark figure stood under a camphor tree on the side of the road, looking at the European-style villa facing him for a long time.

After hesitating for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, he suddenly stood on tiptoe and quickly rushed to the corner of the villa.

He climbed the wall with both hands, jumped several times, and climbed to the window on the second floor.

He is as clever as a fox and moves like a rabbit.

He is so skillful and fast that the professional thieves in TV and movies are not as professional as him.

There is a big difference between the house in the Netherlands and the house in China, every house in China will be installed with anti-theft windows and anti-theft nets, and the houses are like a large and small iron cage.

The shadow stood on the windowsill, pulled a knife out of his pocket, poked it lightly between the cracks in the glass, and then he pushed open the two glass windows that had bitten together.

He jumped into the room and stood behind the thick curtains and listened quietly.

There is a breathing sound, and according to the breathing rate and the thickness of the voice, it can be determined that it is a woman's voice.

Woman.— a.

Of course, the reason why Kurage chose this window is also because he has long believed that behind this window is the person he is looking for.

First, according to the status of a girl, she should live in this room as a matter of course, because this room faces the street and has the best light.

Second, the curtains are lilac, which is in line with the girl's character.

Thirdly, he saw some flowers and plants placed outside the windowsill, with her favorite starry sky.

It's close.

It's getting closer.

The girl was close at hand.

He stepped out from behind the curtain and walked to the edge of the bedside in the darkness without any light.

He could hear the girl's breathing more clearly, and he could smell the girl's seductive scent.

He walked over and chuckled at the raised silhouette of the girl hiding under the covers on the big bed.

Open the air conditioner cover quilt, this habit is not good, I have to remind her to correct it.

How did the princess wake up?

It was awakened by Su Ziwen.

The dark shadow is ready to wake up her little princess Wen and looks forward to seeing her surprise appearance.

He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

It's a pity that the girl didn't wake up.

She reached out and touched her forehead, then turned her body and turned her back to Ye Bai to sleep more sweetly.

"Looks like we're going to have to get a bigger dose." The dark shadow chuckled.

He took off his shoes, carefully climbed onto the bed, and then put his arms around the woman from behind.

Tomorrow morning she will wake up and open her eyes and see herself holding her in her arms - she will find it hard to believe that it is just a beautiful dream, right?

He was so proud of his idea that he closed his eyes with great satisfaction.

Spring is a good mushroom girl with a soft appearance and a tough female hooligan on the inside.

Just looking at her appearance, everyone thinks that she is a gentle, considerate, kind and intellectual beautiful woman.

However, she is very stubborn in her bones, with a strong sense of destruction and protection.

It is precisely because of her personality that she has always been incompatible with her brother Chunmandi's personality, and at a young age, she went to study in the Netherlands, and she is still reluctant to return to China.

She also has a small problem, that is, she is extremely dishonest in sleeping.

There are countless times when she opens her eyes in the beautiful morning and finds herself lying on a thick carpet.

When did it fall?? She shook her head, not at all.

She is very active and likes to move around when she sleeps.

If someone is holding her down or getting in her way, make her uncomfortable.

Yes, Spring is very uncomfortable right now, because she wants to move her body, she wants to change to a more comfortable position, but her body is being held and she can't move no matter what.

Her body shook violently, as if she had fallen from a skyscraper.

Because of this huge gap, she woke up from her deep sleep.

Ghost Press??

She thought of the kind of rumors among the Chinese folk.

It is rumored that when you sleep at night, you encounter something unclean, they will invade your body, although your mind is still there, but your body is no longer controlled.

Did you encounter the legendary dirty??

"I don't know if it's a Chinese ghost or a Dutch ghost??" She thought to herself.

The body couldn't move, and she moved her legs.

Hey, the legs can move.

Hey, P shares can also move.

Hey, you can move your fists too—

To her surprise, the little ghost behind her still breathed, and the hot breath he exhaled made her ears numb and itchy, comfortable and uncomfortable.

She thought of another possibility.

Make a fist and charge up.

Then, suddenly, the body twisted violently, and a whirling fist smashed into the head of the 'pervert'.

Bang –

Her fist was grabbed by another—a larger palm.

Her wrist couldn't move, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

"It's me." The dark shadow said.

Huaxia?? Chinese people??

It's me?? Do I know you well?

Who understands who you are?

She froze, then kicked over.

Bang –

Her thighs are caught between two legs.

Her nightgown was torn off due to the intense movement, and her bare thighs were exposed in the cold air, giving her goosebumps on her body.

"You're not Chunxiao??" The shadow let out a low exhalation, and from the sound of his voice, he was even more surprised than the woman she was holding hard.

You're not Chunxiao??

This question caused Haru to give up the decision to shout and ask out loud, "Who are you?"

"Holy." The black shadow was in a hurry, and it could be heard from the voice that this woman was really not Chunxiao.

He let go of Spring's body, didn't answer her question, and rushed behind the curtain as if fleeing for his life.

Smack-

Spring quickly turned on the bed lamp, opened the curtains and looked out, the black shadow had jumped downstairs and was running wildly into the distance.

"Damn it." She gritted her teeth and scolded—

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the air is fresh, the sun is shining, and it is a beautiful day.

Chunxiao doesn't like Paris, but she likes the city of Paris, because it is so elegant and classical, and it is also full of traffic and people, but it has such air and blue sky.

You must understand that she is in Yanjing, but it is rare to see the blue sky and white clouds.

As usual, she came to St. Anthony Avenue with a paintpad and a paintbrush case on her back.

She loves to draw and she loves to paint portraits of people.

Improving her own painting skills is secondary to her.Since she can't make a living from it in the future, and her parents can't agree to it.The Xiongqi Group has only her—the heir,She has no other choice.Drawing is just a hobby for her.Drawing is just a hobby for her.

The reason why she likes to paint portraits is that she is in a very quiet and peaceful mood when she paints, and she feels that she is doing something very serious and relaxed.

If she was bored, she would guess the person's occupation, personality, and what kind of story had happened in his life based on the shape and characteristics of the face she depicted.

Oh, she loves it.

She set up the shelves and put the drawing boards on them.

She opened the brush case again, and chose a pencil and began to sharpen it slowly and skillfully according to her painting habits.

Her mood was bubbling with beauty, and she felt that everything she was doing now was breathing the air of freedom.

"It's nice to be away from home." Chunxiao thought in her heart.

"How much does it cost to paint—Dong Statue??" Someone asked out loud.

"Pick up pieces." Chunxiao replied casually, "Business is coming so soon, it's good news for her.

Then she jerked her head up.

She looked at the delicate-looking soft-eyed man sitting on the pony for the guests, and couldn't believe her own eyes.

"Chunxiao, wake up, it's afternoon." She said to herself in her heart.

"Then draw me a picture—Dong." The man said.

"Okay." She forced laughter and tears to burst out of her eyes, and her hand holding the pencil became heavy and uninspired.

Hiss –

The pencil drew a crack on the paper, and the paper was completely destroyed.

So, she tore off the white paper, and then drew it again.

Whoosh –

The tip of the pen is slippery, and a curved symbol of no meaning appears on the white paper.

She ripped off the discarded white paper again.

Click-

The third time was even worse, because she had just drawn a few strokes, due to the problem of using force, she rushed to break the tip of the pen on the customer's face that had not yet outlined the shape.

She couldn't hold back any longer.

She threw away the pencil in her hand, she accidentally knocked down the sketchpad when she got up, countless papers were blown by the wind, her feet kicked the paintbrush case far away, and the red, green, and green pencils rolled out—

She sprang to the man who was sitting on the horse, the man who had haunted her, the man who had made her difficult to herself.

"Ye Bai." She shouted.

The man opened his arms and waited for the joyful bird to return.

Bang –

The two hugged tightly in — up.

Click-

Maza couldn't bear the weight of the two men, and after making a broken sound, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Bai was lying on the floor of St. Anthony Street, the floor was warm, not as hot as Ye Bai's heart at this time. (Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit us.)

Chunxiao was lying on Ye Bai's body, and the two hugged each other tightly, not wanting to be separated for a moment.

"Ye Bai, it's so good, it's like a dream." Chunxiao was like a happy puppy, her head rubbing against Ye Bai's fierce mouth." I really thought it was a dream. When I heard your voice, I couldn't believe it was true. I thought -- I thought I heard it wrong. Because I listened to you every day, I was hallucinating. I thought it must be a hallucination. I didn't even dare to look up. Because I was afraid of me—I looked up and found that it wasn't you, and I was so disappointed."

"Listen to me every day??" Ye Bai was stunned, he often called Chunxiao, but it wasn't 'every day'.

He was shocked, could it be that Chunxiao was sick? ?

Otherwise, how could she have such a hallucination??

As long as she is a normal person, how can she not be sure if someone else has called her??

"Yes." Chunxiao smiled shyly, she took out her phone from her pocket, quickly rummaged through it, and then opened an audio file.

"Then tell me what kind of flower Chunxiao is??" Zhu Xi's voice came from the phone.

"That's a question for our second child to answer."

Hearing this, the smile on Chunxiao's face became even stronger.Zhuge said this cautiously, proving that in his heart, he and Ye Bai were—right.They recognized their relationship.This made Xiao Mushroom Niang's heart feel beautiful and full of inexplicable joy.

"A starry sky." Ye Bai said.

"Why is it a starry sky??" Shi Huan asked.

"Innocent, weak, lovable, not glamorous, not big, easy to be overlooked, but when you pay attention, you will find that she is all over the mountains." Ye Bai replied in a deep voice.

The audio stops abruptly.

Ye Bai understood what was going on.This was last winter, and their dormitory and Chunxiao's dormitory had an appointment—to go to the school gate to eat hot pot.While waiting for Chunxiao to come, they had such a conversation.

He didn't expect that their casual chatter at that time would be recorded by someone, and he didn't expect that person would pass this audio to Chunxiao.

She said she listened to herself every day, was she listening to the recording?

Also, it is not - she can only hear herself when she is on the phone, but Ye Bai's own thinking has gone into a misunderstanding.

Ye Bai's strong defense was instantly defeated, only the tenderness that was full of heart and lungs and the toughness that could not rub Chunxiao's body into his own body.

"Innocent, weak, lovable, not glamorous, not big, easy to ignore, but, when you pay attention, you will find that she is all over the mountains—" Chunxiao muttered. That's good, so I'm so good in your heart."

Ye Bai couldn't hold back any longer.

He picked up Chunxiao's delicate little face, which looked like a porcelain doll, and under the gaze of her watery eyes, he raised his head and slammed her little mouth fiercely.

"Hmm-" Chunxiao was obviously not used to this level of intimacy.

Ye Bai didn't have the slightest intention of pity for the jade.

She felt infinitely beautiful, and she felt dizzy.

She's going to get drunk.

I'm really going to get drunk.

So, everything she is doing now is drunk.

She gasped out, and Ye Bai's fierce mouth squeezed violently.

However, she was still cooperating with Ye Bai's actions.

Her tenderness ignited Ye Bai's passion, and Ye Bai's passion induced deep affection in her heart.

She is willing to like him, willing to wait for him, and willing to give it to him.

If there is no one around them, they are unscrupulous.

The Dutch people first cast surprised looks, then smiled at each other, and walked away quietly.

They don't think there's anything wrong with it, love is the most irrational thing in the world, and they can't even bear to bother.

Not far from them, in a luxurious Mercedes-Benz RV, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes was staring at what was happening in front of him with a grim face.

His hand reached for the handlebar, but he didn't push the door and got out of the car.

He knew that he had no chance of winning at all.

He is standing in front of them now, which will only make the situation worse, and the mushroom girl he likes will tell him that this man is his boyfriend and that he has been fired.

There's no way he's going to do such a stupid thing.

"Young Master, do you want to go down and have a look??" The black-clad bodyguard sitting in front asked aloud.

"Let's go." The man said. Go to Via Sant'Ancia."

"But young master—"

"I said, go to Santa Ancia Street." Suddenly, the young man yelled.

He was like an enraged lion, punching the back of the car seat, and the front seat made a 'thud'.

The driver didn't dare to stop and quickly started the car.

The blonde man looked through the car window, looking at the man and woman who were still lying on the ground, and there was an irrepressible murderous intent in his heart.

"It doesn't matter where you come from." He snapped. But this is Paris." ——

Restaurant.Location near the window.

Chunxiao stared at Ye Bai with burning eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, and her whole mind was on the lover opposite, as if she had accidentally lost him.

Ye Bai pointed to the food in front of him and reminded, "Look at it again when you have a full stomach, isn't it more powerful??"

Chunxiao shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."

"Is this because I'm good-looking??" Ye Bai smiled and said, "If you are not hungry, you should eat a little. You are not hungry now, but because you have not felt hungry yet.

"Okay." Chunxiao nodded, she picked a piece of broccoli and put it in her mouth to chew, looked at Ye Bai and asked, "How could you suddenly come to the Netherlands??" Why don't I—I don't understand any news??"

Ye Bai wiped the steak juice off the outside of his mouth, and said with a smile, "The school has an exchange activity with the Chinese Studies Club of Hashu Middle School.

"You're amazing." Chunxiao said with a sigh. You can do anything, you can fight, you can study, you can do your own business."

Chunxiao's praise comes from the heart.

—Students of their age, either playing games, or playing ball, are sisters, and occasionally there are some who are immersed in studying, and their physical condition is not very good.

Ye Bai can be described as outstanding in the crowd.

He sings, dances, makes movies, and is now the hottest star in the country.

He started from scratch, opened a company during his middle school years, and seemed to have business dealings with his father.Of course, Chunxiao didn't understand that Ye Bai was not a self-made man, on the contrary, he had strong backing to support him financially.

On the grass entertainment city, he is superb, and he knocked the killer who was concentrating on ambush off the cliff.

If other students do this, they will already be the pride of heaven.

What else can't he do??

"There are also areas that are not very powerful." Ye Bai shook his head, but he sighed softly in his heart, for example, he couldn't handle emotional matters well.

This time, the relationship between him and Zhang Ruotong may be even more estranged, right? ?

On the dance floor, Meifu teased him like a hundred when she was dancing.

The music didn't stop, the drums didn't stop, but Zhang Ruotong ran away.

By the time Ye Bai caught up with her, she had already run to the hotel room in a tone.

Ye Bai asked her what was wrong, and she said she was fine.

Then she apologized to Ye Bai, saying that she was sorry to ruin your good deeds and affect your mood.

Ye Bai was silent.

He is not a fool, it is impossible not to understand the reason why Zhang Ruotong is so out of shape.

However, what should I do next?

I took her in my arms and said I wasn't angry, you didn't ruin my good deeds, I wasn't interested in Meifu at all, in fact I liked you??

's own emotional world has already been in a mess, so why bother to pull Zhang Ruotong in and add fuel to the fire? ?

In the course of the next few days of communication, Zhang Ruotong suddenly began to alienate Ye Bai.

She mainly chatted with Tik Dong Xin, chatted with Qiu Gang Shuai Tianchang, and even said a few words to Su Kongjian.

She no longer refuted Ye Bai's words with her words, and she no longer had a straight face and a slightly upturned mouth to disdain Ye Bai's point of view—Gu, let alone wave her fist at him again.

She was polite and gentle to Ye Bai Coco, and to Ye Bai.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Bai understands that she is deliberately staying away from herself.

To put it mildly, they have become the most familiar strangers.

"Perhaps, this is the best outcome??" Ye Bai thought in his heart.

"Maybe that's what she thinks too." Ye Bai added another sentence in his heart.

At the end of the exchange program, Ye Bai did not return to China with them.

He booked a ticket to Paris, the Netherlands, and flew here alone.

He had promised the little girl that he would fly over to see him.

Now he has come as promised.

When Chun was painting in the studio, his brother Chun Mandi, a housekeeper who was hired from Huaxia and was fluent in English and French, knocked on the door and entered the house, saying—His name was Naixiamp;#8226; The young men of Molière came to visit.

"Chunxiao??" Spring asked.

"Miss Chunxiao went out to paint." Chunping said.

Spring looked at the ink stains on his body and said, "You entertain first, and I'll go upstairs to change my clothes."

"Yes, miss." Chunping agreed.

Spring took off her apron and walked quickly upstairs.

When she changed into casual clothes and went downstairs, the handsome blond, blue-eyed young man was sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Seeing spring come out, he put down his teacup and stood up to salute spring, polite, worthy of being the heir cultivated by the luxury family.

"Miss Ansla, I'm sorry to bother you. If a famous painting of influence is late in front of the eyes of the world, even God will not be able to forgive me." Nahi amp; #8226; Molière said with a smile.

"Nahi, we're friends now." Spring said with a smile, reaching out to invite Naihi amp;#8226; Molière sat down and spoke." Nahi, at home, you call me Spring, this is the name of my Huaxia country."

"Spring." Nahi amp; #8226; Molière pronounced the name over and over in French, saying, "Although I know very little about the Chinese language, I still find it a very charming name, just like yours."

"Thank you." I thought to myself, fortunately, I don't have a name like Autumn Grass and Autumn Flower. In that case, he said that he didn't understand whether to praise himself or scold himself." Is there anything going on with Nahi coming over today??"

Nahi amp; #8226; Molière raised his eyes and glanced at 4 weeks, and asked with a smile, "Is Chunxiao at home?"

"Oh, Chunxiao." Spring looked at Nahi suspiciously, amp;#8226; Every week at 6 p.m. in the spring dawn he goes to St. Anthony's Avenue to paint.And Nahi amp;#8226; Molière would also go over there and ask Chunxiao to help him paint a painting, and he would pay Chunxiao to pick up the money.

is a perfect beginning, that is, the plot of some idol dramas is nothing more than that.

But will they get to the step they want?

Nahi amp; #8226; Molière asked where Chunxiao went, could it be that Chunxiao didn't go to Avenue Saint-Anthony to paint today??

Thinking of this possibility, spring is a little unbearable.

She knew that the stinky rogue wolf had already arrived in Paris, and had even touched her room.

Yes, although that guy didn't report his name last night, and even she had never seen Ye Bai., however, with the sentence he asked, 'You are not Chunxiao', his identity has already been revealed.

Except for Ye Bai, who can break into Chunxiao's boudoir at night? ? Who can make such an intimate move without being annoyed by Chunxiao??

"Naihi, Chunxiao went to paint, you know, old habits, what?? Didn't you go over and have a look today? I know the little secret between you." Spring was worried, but his face was silent.

"Oh.huh??" Nahi amp; #8226; Molière said with a smile. I'm dealing with some company business today, and I don't have time to go to St. Anthony Street, but it's the same thing to be able to meet Miss Spring."

"Nahi, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Of course." Nahi amp; #8226; Molière said with a smile, and he clapped his hands, and a bodyguard came in carrying a large box wrapped in a black leather bag.

"Naishi, what is this??" Spring asked curiously.

Nahi amp; #8226; Molière motioned for the bodyguard to place the box on top of the coffee table, and then he walked over and unzipped the black leather bag.

"Miss Spring, can you help me rip the bag off??" Nahi amp; #8226; Molière said to Spring.

In the spring, she personally ripped off the black sè leather bag with very good workmanship. She understood that this bag should be made of genuine leather.

"Oh. 'Wheat Field.'" Spring sighed softly.She had seen the painting at Nahi's exhibition.Of course, she had heard of the painting's name before she saw it.She knew that it was Tick's most famous painting—and now it had been sold for a terrible price.

Even though she had such a wealthy brother, she never thought of taking the painting for herself.

"Yes, "Wheat Field" Nahi amp; #8226; Molière smiled and nodded. That night, I saw that Chunxiao had a soft spot for it, so I wanted to give it to her. Look, I've framed it, and it's so beautiful and perfect."

"Nahi, I know, that's what you like, too." Spring said urgently.

"If Autumn can like it, I will like it even more." Nahi amp; #8226; Molière said. Excuse me, pass this on to her, okay??"

"No. I can't take it." Spring refusal.

"Why??"

"Because- this is too expensive, and I don't have the right to receive gifts from others for Chunxiao.Nexi, you can give it to her personally, okay??" Spring is embarrassed to say.

Nahi amp; #8226; Molière sat back on the sofa, picked up his teacup again and drank it slowly.

His little sad appearance aroused Spring's curiosity, and he said, "Naihi, what's wrong??"

"Miss Spring, I think, I really need your help." Nahi amp; #8226; Molière looked up at Spring standing in front of him and said. You should know that if I gave it to her, she wouldn't have accepted it.

Spring hesitates.

"Miss Spring, you—you must have hoped that we would be able to get up, wouldn't you??" Nahi amp; #8226; Molière looked at her with a sincere face and said.

Thinking of Chunxiao's current situation, thinking of Ye Bai, and thinking of that email, Chun's hesitation immediately disappeared, and said, "Okay, I'll help you send it to her."

"Thank you." Nahi amp; #8226; Molière got up and bowed to the spring again—

Clang!!

Chunxiao gently opened the door lock, gently pushed the door into the house, and gently took off the canvas shoes on her feet and replaced them with slippers.

She was carrying her bag and was about to go upstairs quietly, when the lights in the room suddenly turned on.