She has always felt ...... The three words "strict wife" are an insult to a man......

Especially for someone as strong as Beichen Shaoting, Beichen Shaoting will be angry when he hears others call him that......

But unexpectedly, he didn't get angry in the slightest, and generously admitted it.

Beichen Shaoting grabbed her shoulder: "I still have something to do with my wife, let's go first!" ”

He took Mo Qianqian and left.

Yin Zexiu stood in place, his face a little bad.

…………

"Beichen Shaoting, aren't you really angry?" On the way back, Mo Qianqian still couldn't help but want to ask Beichen Shaoting.

Just now, was he really not angry, or did he just endure it?

"Mo Qianqian, don't tell me for so many years, you still don't know me?" Beichen Shaoting frowned, then turned his head and looked at her closer.

Mo Qian paused, and then nodded: "I know." ”

From what she knew about him, she could see that he was really not angry just now...... It's just that she was a little surprised.

"You're so nice!" Mo Qianqian smiled and rested his head on his shoulder.

"You just know!" Beichen Shaoting snorted coldly, but still reached out to hug her.

She only knows how good he is now?!

"yes, I regret it, I found out too late." Mo Qianqian rubbed into his arms with satisfaction.

Beichen Shaoting's thin lips slowly hooked......

…………

Under a clear sky, on the lawn of Beichen's house.

Beichen Yumeng was sitting on a small stool with a skateboard in front of her, holding a paintbrush in her hand and drawing with ink......

Not far away, Lu Zi'an sat on a bench, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, and pressed his chin deeply.

Seeing Beichen Yumeng painting him seriously, Lu Zi'an couldn't help but show a smile on his face......

"Don't laugh...... This one wants a deep feeling! Seeing him smile, Beichen Yumeng was a little dissatisfied.

Here's her homework to turn in!

Because her parents were too busy, she also went out with his brother, so she had to find Lu Zi'an as a model.

"Good...... I know. Lu Zi'an sighed helplessly, and then continued to maintain the posture and expression just now.

After a while, Lu Zi'an glanced at the big sun and the fine sweat on Beichen Yumeng's forehead, and then couldn't help but ask: "Mengmeng, are you tired, do you want to rest for a while?" ”

"No need, it'll be fine right away, don't move!" Beichen Yumeng painted seriously.

Lu Zi'an had no choice but to continue to maintain his posture.

After a long time, Beichen Yumeng put down the brush.

"It's done!"

Hearing this, Lu Zi'an hurriedly got up and moved his already sour body.

He strode over and leaned over to look at her work.

Beichen Yumeng painted an oil painting, the painting style is very delicate, and every detail of the characters is handled very well and is more realistic......

But...... Looking at the work in front of him, Lu Zi'an couldn't help frowning.

The man in this...... Although it was him, he didn't feel like it......

It can be said that the posture is his, and the face is his...... But in the look...... It looks a little like another man.

Thinking of this, Lu Zi'an's face showed a little puzzlement.

It's obviously him, but it looks like another person.

"How's it going, is the drawing okay?" Beichen Yumeng asked Lu Zi'an.

"Well, yes, great!" Lu Zi'an nodded, then took out a tissue and helped her wipe the sweat on her forehead.