Chapter 101: Song Village (8)

"Zhang Linmo?" Li Mi wondered, "What is he doing here?"

Wu Jun told Li Mi about living in a bamboo house for ten days and taking the initiative to give art lessons to the children.

Li Mi was surprised when he heard this, "He's coming to give art lessons to the children?

"It should be a professional painter, the level is not low, yesterday the children also prepared a farewell ceremony for him, ten days out of feelings. Wu Jun's evaluation is very objective, "This guy looks ruffian, and his painting skills are not bad." ”

Then Wu Jun took out two of his works from the room, "Look, how about this color matching?"

Li Mi looked at him strangely, "It seems that you guys have been getting along well these days?" took the painting, glanced at it casually, and made a judgment in his heart, "Very good, there are two moments." ”

"The others are okay and help wash the dishes. ”

Soon after Li Mi returned to the village, he helped Wu Jun to conduct a physical examination for the villagers.

and divided the dried herbs into good categories.

Li Mi didn't spend the night here, she took the time to come, and she has been very busy since returning to the village.

It was late when we got back to Emerald Bay.

When night falls, there is no bright moon today, and there is very little starlight.

The roses blooming in the yard seem to be covered with a dark veil, and the blooming posture sways with the wind, which has a kind of charming beauty.

In the huge villa, the living room is brightly lit.

Jing Ting sat on the sofa reading the newspaper, his thin lips pursed lightly, and a terrifying aura shrouded his body.

Steward Shen stood at the door of the living room, glancing out from time to time, why didn't Mrs. come back yet?

Half an hour later

A headlight shone in, and the car drove into the yard.

Steward Shen hurriedly greeted you, "Madam, Mr. Jing has been waiting for you for five hours. ”

"Is there something wrong?" she said, turning her eyes as she walked towards the living room, "why don't you call me?"

"I don't know if it's okay, he brought you a cake, but he threw it in the trash. ”

She felt inexplicable, and when she entered the living room, she saw a man sitting on the sofa at a glance.

Jing Ting raised his eyes and had a handsome face.

Limi walked towards him and saw the cake in the trash can.

Thinking that he had bought her a cake, she came to the sofa and squatted down, looking up at him, "What are you looking for me?"

Jing Ting didn't answer, and deliberately used her as air.

"I'm back to Sunshine Village today. She reported truthfully, "I gave the villagers a full body physical examination, because I didn't want to go tomorrow, so I was a little late to finish tonight." ”

After listening to her explanation, he was unimpressed.

Isn't this the point where he's angry?

Li Mi thought for a while, looked at him with deep brows, and looked quite displeased, "Why are you angry?"

His face was gloomy, "If you don't go back to the village, please ask Zhang Linmo to teach the children to draw, what do you mean?"

She stood up and raised her eyebrows, "There's something wrong with what you're saying! First, I didn't ask him, it was he who volunteered and took the initiative! I only found out today!"

"Stay away from him. His cold eyes swept over her, like a warning.

Li Mi couldn't help but be a little scared because he was really angry.

But how could she explain it?

"You don't believe me?" she was speechless.

Jing Ting put down the newspaper and got up, passed by her, and walked upstairs without looking back, his whole back exuding a majestic aura.

Li Mi did not dare to explain rashly, for fear of adding fuel to the fire.

His iron-fisted style of Jingting is well-known in Jiangcheng, and if it touches his thunder point, it may affect the children.

Looking at the cake in the trash can, Li Mi had mixed feelings.

After a while, she picked up the cake and put it on the coffee table, and through the transparent box, she could see that the cake had been broken.

She squatted in front of the coffee table, but still carefully opened the box.

This scene made Steward Shen feel distressed, "Mrs. ......"