23. Sao Bao or SB

"Starting at ten taels!" Cui Niang's voice fell, and the auction officially began.

"Fifteen!"

"Seventeen!"

"Twenty!" There are people who are slowly raising prices, but they are not increasing much. Although everyone's curiosity is tickled, the people who come here are staple foods. Now they haven't even seen their real faces, and it's really hard for them to give it a go.

Wen Chuchu lowered his head and listened. I didn't think much about this situation, after all, it was just a performance, not a dedication.

However, when he heard how much money a performance was worth, Wen Chuchu was still a little excited in his heart. According to the value ratio of modern times and here, a sketch here is enough to rush the manuscript at home for a month. This is a great benefit for her, who was born with laziness and disease!

"Twenty-one taels!"

Wait a minute, find Liuyun fifty-fifty points, hehe!

Wen Chuchu thought, but suddenly a voice appeared that quieted the audience.

"One hundred taels!"

Hey! The sudden price increase made Wen Chuchu almost want to raise his head to look in the direction of the voice like everyone else. But she held back, and she would see her soon, anyway.

But it's quite attractive to listen to, so I hope it's a good material! Thinking of this, Wen Chuchu unconsciously turned the charcoal pen in her hand that Liuyun specially invited for her, and the irritability of being watched by onlookers in her heart gradually disappeared.

Since it is to let everyone see Wen Chuchu's painting, the location of this painting will naturally not change in this lobby. Cui Niang stepped forward to usher in the man who raised the price, Wen Chuchu raised her head, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and looked at the man with a little curiosity.

Not bad! Everyone has a love for beauty, and Wen Chuchu is no exception. At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she was being watched by everyone with all kinds of eyes, and there was only the evil smile in her eyes that was walking towards her, and there was no need to deliberately create it at all, and the momentum was above a qiē.

Earned! Wen Chuchu thought so, and said politely and mysteriously: "Please sit on the chair over there and wait for half a tea time, Allure will tailor an exclusive surprise for you!" ”

The man in purple looked at Wen Chuchu, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes. If he was not mistaken, the look in which the woman had just looked at him was pure appreciation. Dare to look at him with such eyes, should it be said that the ignorant are fearless or do not know the height of the sky?

Raising his chin slightly, the man in purple sat on the chair prepared for him, and his posture was simply charity, as if giving Wen Chuchu a portrait of him, it was an honor for Wen Chuchu.

"This man!" Some people in the surrounding crowd inevitably felt disgusted by the behavior of the man in purple, but before they could say anything bad, they were covered by the people around them who knew the identity of the man in purple. After a few whispers, only horror remained in his eyes.

And Wen Chuchu didn't notice these at all, she had already entered the state, and her whole heart was only on how to leave the demeanor and temperament of the man in purple perfectly on paper. The gossip of others, the attitude of the man in purple towards him, or the greedy gaze of those who looked at him, nothing had anything to do with her!

The charcoal pen in his right hand turned the last two times, and Wen Chuchu raised the corners of his mouth. The charcoal dances flexibly on the white paper that is fixed on the drawing board, without any accompaniment, and the sound of the rustling of the paper and pen is the best soundtrack.

Because of the drawing board, the man in purple couldn't really see all of Wen Chuchu's face like everyone else, but he was the one who could see Wen Chuchu's eyes that could only accommodate himself in the whole world at the moment, without any impurities.

What could satisfy a man's vanity better than to be alone in the eyes of a woman? Although for the man in purple, the vanity of a qiē can be turned into substance as long as he wants to. But that doesn't bring money, lust. Hope, the eyes that eliminate all the impurities in the world, but it makes him extremely eager to get, eager to crush it with his own hands if he can't get it!

Maybe it was because of the deterrence of the identity of the man in purple, or maybe because of Wen Chuchu's serious infection, no one in the audience made a sound, and even as if the TV pressed the pause button, even the movement was invisible.

The sketch was completed, and Wen Chuchu looked playful and sketched out a Q version of the villain next to him as usual. However, she added a well character to the villain's forehead with a bit of bad taste, who made him look so unapproachable!

"That's it!" Wen Chuchu got up and took the drawing paper off the drawing board, and strolled towards the man in purple.

The closer Wen Chuchu got, the more she could feel the terrifying aura coming from the man, and she couldn't help frowning slightly.

You owe you money to everyone in the world!

Anyway, I don't owe you any money, I'm afraid of a hair!

Just a thought, Wen Chuchu stretched his eyebrows.

"Childe, please!" Wen Chuchu showed the painting in front of the man in purple with both hands, and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing that Wen Chuchu was not respectful, the purple-clothed man hooked the corners of his mouth, and he fixed his eyes on the painting that Wen Chuchu had made for himself in his hand.

This is a culture that does not belong to this era, so even if the man in purple is well-informed, it is the first time he has seen such a style of painting.

"It's not worth it!" The words of the man in purple changed the surroundings from quiet to silent.

Everyone looked at each other, and some even brought schadenfreude waiting to see the show.

Wen Chuchu's face also changed, and just as he wanted to argue with this bastard who belittled his work, he heard the man in front of him say loudly: "Add another thousand taels!" ”

In an instant, the roar spread throughout the entire Drunken Dream Building. Originally, everyone thought that what he said was not worth it meant that the painting was not worth a hundred taels and he had lost it, but now this plus a thousand taels obviously means that the painting is not only a hundred taels, but she has lost it.

This man is really ...... It's more sassy than me! Wen Chuchu looked at the man in purple and sighed in his heart. She originally thought that it was enough for her to be named Allure, but in front of this man's subdued tone and frustration and spending, she was so low-key that she couldn't see it.

"Xie Gongzi appreciates!" Although he complained in his heart, Wen Chuchu still politely saluted the man in purple on the surface.

The man in purple just looked at her without saying anything.

Seeing that the man in purple didn't mean to take the painting, Wen Chuchu said to Bilian, who had been waiting beside him: "Bilian, help this son put the painting away first." ”

"Yes!" Bi Lian stepped forward, took the painting from Wen Chuchu's hand, re-fixed it on the drawing board, and walked back after displaying it in front of everyone, intentionally or unintentionally.

In a burst of admiration, Wen Chuchu felt something hot and dangerous pass across his face.

Her body stiffened briefly, and when she turned her head, Wen Chuchu saw that the man in purple was holding the strand of hair that had been running down her cheek, looking down and sniffing at a very close distance.

Finding that Wen Chuchu was looking at him, the corner of the purple-clothed man's mouth hooked a wicked smile with a strong possessiveness.

"It smells so good!"

If it's everyone's girlfriend who is tuned like this. play, will definitely break free in anger. If it is a Fengyue woman, she must have taken the opportunity to stick into the man's arms. And as Wen Chuchu, who occupies both identities but is half-truthed, her choice is......

"Allure, thank you for the compliment!" still bowed politely, because of this salute, the distance between Wen Chuchu and the man became closer.

The scent of roses with a slight natural body fragrance made the man in purple feel rippled, and it wasn't until the moment the hair in his hand slipped off that he found that Wen Chuchu had already withdrawn and walked upstairs with his back to him.

"Thank you for your support, the performance is over, and then Allure will wait alone in the room!"

What kind of place is this, what can a man and a woman do in a room?

Wen Chuchu deliberately said ambiguously. The words made the breath of the surrounding spectators become more and more hot as she left.

Looking at Wen Chu Miaoman's back, there was a haze in the eyes of the purple-clothed man who was left behind, didn't this woman know that the person who was waiting to be alone with her must be me?

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