The two of them hugged each other quietly, enjoying the rare quiet happiness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Lan Baoyi quieted down, her mind came back, and she remembered the words that Wang Batian had just said today, and felt very strange.

Could it be that this thing doesn't like the lullaby and goes the normal route?

Turning his head to face Wang Batian, today he is not as charming as yesterday's black, this time he actually wore back a white shirt, and the youthful breath was as moisturizing as spring rain, moistening the veins under the dry cracks in people's hearts.

Wang Batian saw Lan Baoyi looking at him in a daze, and said with a smile, "Baby, you are so interested today, then let's do something meaningful." Huh?"

didn't wait for Lan Baoyi to answer, hugged her and stepped on his feet, like a tumbler, more like a penguin, swaying step by step towards the master bedroom.

Lan Baoyi recovered from her weightlessness and suddenly giggled playfully as Wang Batian walked up and down.

Seeing her so happy, Wang Batian was not in a hurry to enter the bedroom, and turned around in the living room after turning a corner. Finally, when Lan Baoyi was tired from playing, she picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

Wang Batian's master bedroom is decorated in a blue color with gray in it, which is quiet and luxurious, which makes the people watching calm down.

put Lan Baoyi on the bed, went into the bathroom to drain the water, and after a while, he came out and carried Lan Baoyi into the bathroom.

Lan Baoyi looked quietly, familiar eyebrows and eyes, but different temperament and style of acting, an idea in her mind gradually took shape - in this body of this plane, there should be three souls with different personalities.

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Lan Baoyi gradually found the trick of getting along with Wang Batian, rotating souls for a two-week cycle, using clothes as a breakthrough point, and finding the law of getting along with him, but it was all right.

Spring goes to autumn, time flies, more than a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and this day is the day of Bao Qingying's graduation, and it is also the day when he held his own genre art exhibition.

In the past year, with the help of Xiaoling and the people sent by Wang Batian, Bao Qingying has made rapid progress, in addition to innovating in the studio, he is painting new paintings on the way to sketching.

Lan Baoyi was very relieved, believing that Bao Qingying's matter was settled, and Bao Xinyi could also be reincarnated with confidence.

But what she didn't know was that the matter between Bao Qingying and Bao Xinyi was settled, but her matter had just begun.

"Young grandma, a press conference will be held at eight o'clock for the exhibition of young master Qingying, and the exhibition will start at nine o'clock. The young master asked us to pick you up, the VIP channel has been opened, and it will arrive soon. ”

Lan Baoyi nodded, put on her dress and followed Wang Wu and the others to Bao Qingying's art exhibition.

Bao Qingying has participated in various international competitions one after another this year, and has obtained good rankings.

His novel painting methods, integrated with the painting skills of various masters, gradually formed his own genre, which was sought after by people from all walks of life.

Now one of his paintings can be auctioned for several million, and the recently painted "Deep Winter" picture has been auctioned for 9 million.

But the painting of "Deep Winter" is indeed worthy of this price, the white canvas to paint the scene of the white deep winter world, the pen can not be too thick and not too light, thick and lose the essence of clean, light and not reach, this artistic conception is extremely difficult to achieve.

And for Bao Qingying, these seem to have no difficulties, and a few strokes are like a world of ice crystals with heavy snow and few inhabitants.

Lan Baoyi was very unconvinced at the time, why could that guy sell for 9 million for a painting, which was more than she earned, so she was curious to see this "Deep Winter" with her own eyes.

Just once, it was shocking. The untouched world of ice and snow in the wasteland is fascinating, and the snowflakes that float in the air dance freely like elves, linger on the only colored dead branches, and then disappear in the air.

This painting invites people to enter the world of clean ice crystals, and the cold of deep winter blows in the face. Lan Baoyi shivered deeply, as if she was there, but she couldn't extricate herself from the cold and greedily looked at these beautiful scenery.

Today, Bao Qingying's art exhibition was held for the first time in Shangcheng, Huaxia, and people from all walks of life at home and abroad rushed here to witness the style of the master of the painting and the world he painted.

Therefore, when Lan Baoyi came to the front hall of the exhibition and saw the crowded situation, she was very shocked.

She had the impression that Bao Qingying was still a gambler scoundrel when she first met, how did she know that he was not what he used to be, and he used his strength to rank among the first-class upper class society.

As soon as Lan Baoyi stepped into the front hall, he saw Bao Qingying, Liu Liu'er and the people gathered around them rush out of the inner hall.

Bao Qingying's footsteps were hurried and messy towards his position, his eyes were red, his expression was a little excited, he came closer, hugged her tightly in his arms, and then buried his head in his neck and choked.

The strength was a little too strong, and the arms that were hugged were faintly painful, Lan Baoyi wanted to push him away, but when she felt the warm liquid falling on her neck, the action of pushing him away suddenly stopped in mid-air, sighed and took it back, and quietly let him hold herself and cry.

"Sister, sister, sister!" Bao Qingying couldn't cry.

If there is anyone he is most sorry for, it must be his sister, but even if he is such a bastard, his sister has never given up on him.

Yes, he had already learned everything from Xiao Ling's mouth, including Zhou Lao's affairs, the affairs of the studio, and the things that Wang Batian helped later.

As soon as she thought of Wang Batian, Bao Qingying was extremely sad and angry, she even lived together without a license, and she knew at a glance that she was a despicable and shameless person, and her sister actually sacrificed herself so much for him, and she hated herself with anxiety and torment.

If Lan Baoyi knew what he was thinking, she would not be able to cry or laugh.

The flash flashes around crackled, and those who knew that they were brothers and sisters also burst into tears, such as Liu Liuer, and those who didn't know all whispered, vaguely and ambiguously wandering around the three of them, seemingly thinking that they were in a love triangle.

Lan Baoyi twitched the corners of her mouth with a dark face, ignoring it directly, but reached out and patted Bao Qingying's back gently, bowed her head and comforted him softly.

"Brother, don't cry, today is your important day. Or are you unhappy when you see your sister?"

"No, no! It's my brother who feels sorry for you, and he feels uncomfortable. "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—"

And Bao Xinyi, who was released on the way here, couldn't cry silently, and then covered her mouth and cried, her suppressed cry was sharp and distressing.

Lan Baoyi glanced at Bao Xinyi, who was shining with blue light and her soul was getting lighter, her suppressed crying made her heart ache and pain, and her eyes were full of tears.

I was exhaling deeply, and said softly and sadly in my heart: Bao Qingying, in fact, it is Bao Xinyi who is sorry for you, not me, but no matter how many times you say sorry, Bao Xinyi will not come back, and you will never know the truth.