The night was dark, and after a hasty dinner, the two returned to their rooms.

Tong Qianxi took a hot bath, returned to the room with a steaming bath towel, and just stepped in with his front feet, only to see Fu Zhoucheng said with a smile.

"Come here, I'll blow your hair."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the hair dryer and came to her side, his demeanor was extremely natural, quite serious, and meticulous in concentration.

From head to bottom, blow every strand of her hair, from the inside out.

Soon, the wet hair turned fluffy in a blink of an eye.

"Alright."

It wasn't until the deep voice sounded that Tong Qianxi came back to his senses, and hurriedly agreed.

"Oh, I see."

turned around and was about to leave, but she didn't expect Fu Zhoucheng to stretch out his big hand and take her back into his arms, and an affectionate voice sounded in her ears.

"What's wrong? Tell me what the hell happened today? ”

Puzzled, raising Tong Qianxi's head, Fu Zhoucheng began to look at it seriously, and his serious eyes were really focused.

The heart throbbed in an instant, pacing back and forth in Tong Qianxi's heart like a needle prick, again and again, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak, for a long time, only then did he show a hint of laughter, but it was far-fetched.

"Nothing, just a little tired."

After speaking, in order to cover up, he deliberately continued.

"I want to rest, you should be early."

After breaking free from his confinement, he returned to bed and pretended to close his eyes to rest, but in fact, the emotions churning in his heart, like the tide of retreat, hit the shore in waves, washing over the words she wanted to say but couldn't say.

If time could go back and give her another chance, she would never have killed her own child with her own hands.

At that time, I was really stupid, so stupid that I thought that killing my child was a merciless revenge on Fu Zhoucheng, but in fact, I was not killing myself.

Now that she hasn't been pregnant for a long time, is this God's punishment for her?

A trace of tears eventually flowed down again, and soon they were soaked into the futon and disappeared, leaving only a faint stain of water.

In order to cover it up, and in order not to let Fu Zhoucheng see it, Tong Qianxi hurriedly tucked the bedding under his body, pretended to be asleep, and snored lightly.

In the night, tossing and turning, in his sleep, Tong Qianxi woke up, looked at the big hands across his body, instantly speechless, trembling hands, and touching lightly until Fu Zhoucheng woke up.

He has always slept lightly, and when he sleeps, his consciousness is open to the outside world, but when he opens his eyes, he is very bright, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes make people never get tired of looking at them.

Xu is the reason why he just woke up, Fu Zhoucheng at this time looked like an innocent and handsome boy, with thick eyebrows, that tall nose, and those deep eyes, set off by thin red lips, I can't use any words to summarize the throbbing feeling in my heart.

couldn't help it, Tong Qianxi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were so shy that he had nowhere to put them, and under this serious gaze, he felt like he was being swallowed.

It is a male-only breath, and the kind of hormones that are so violent that they want to explode are simply not too intoxicating.

There was a moment of confusion, Tong Qianxi wanted to blindfold, but unexpectedly, in the next second, the fiery red lips captured her.

The familiar breath was overwhelming, and the lust of tossing and turning poured out instantly......

As soon as she woke up in the morning, Tong Qianxi came to the studio, and the assistant told her that several businessmen wanted to come to see her paintings, so she came a few steps in advance.

"Xiao Zhang, you wipe that painting down."

"Xiao Luo, come over and help me."

There are only two assistants in one studio, and there are only three people in total, but this is enough, and the artists are originally quiet, and there are many people, but it is a kind of noise.

That's no more, no less, just right.

Looking at Xiao Zhang, who was wiping carefully, Tong Qianxi quickly spoke, "What did the other party say?" ”

Xiao Zhang tilted his head and thought seriously, "They said that they would come here on time in an hour, and as for the rest, I didn't know very well, and then they hung up." ”

Tong Qianxi nodded, "Well, okay, I see." ”

In the next hour of waiting, the other party really came as promised, looking at the appearance, they were all old, and their gold-rimmed eyes looked very indescribable.

After a few polite greetings, several people began to walk along the gallery slowly and admire, and the admiration in their eyes could not be concealed, and they all overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Yes, yes, it's really good, old man, I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers, and only these paintings have really touched my heart."

An older man spoke first, and the appreciation in his eyes was self-evident.

The expression flowing with a look of emotion has a feeling of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

After speaking, he sighed with infinite emotion, "Little girl, you have today's cultivation at a young age, and as long as you stick to the end in time, you will definitely become the Taishan Beidou in our painting world." ”

These words were the biggest compliment, and in an instant, Tong Qianxi couldn't resist it, and said with a humble face.

"Praise, thank you for coming to me from thousands of miles to watch, in fact, it is also a reward for me, I will definitely work harder in the future to have your words."

"Well, that's a good point."

Several old men cheered up happily, and the applause was endless for a while, and when they left, they bought a few pieces, and then they left satisfied.

"Okay, little girl, let's stay here, we will come here again when we have time in the future, I just hope to see better works next time."

After seeing everyone leave, Tong Qianxi's heart was surging, the new painting he had just painted the day before yesterday was favored by the old elder, but he was unwilling to cut his love because of the separation in his heart, and in the end, he was not reluctant.

Seriously, my heart is infinitely touched......

turned around and was about to go back to the studio, but unexpectedly, a figure flashed quickly, and Fu's mother, who had not seen her for a long time, actually came again.

"Mom."

Tong Qianxi was stunned, and before his head could be run, he heard Fu's mother laugh coldly, her eyes squinted sharply, and she looked very frightened.

"Why don't you welcome me?"

After speaking, he smiled, and circled around Tong Qianxi, the unconcealed eyes were really terrifying, which instantly made Tong Qianxi shiver, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

Fu's mother has always lived in a simple house, quite the style of a wealthy lady, and her meticulous hairstyle is like her thunderous style.

Hooked up red lips and smiled faintly, extremely contemptuous and disdainful, "Are you still in this studio?" ”

"I thought you went to my son's company?"

This sounds very unpleasant.

Tong Qianxi turned pale and looked at her in fear, "Mom, what do you mean by that?" ”

"What do you mean?" Suddenly, Fu Mu smiled, "What do you mean?" Don't you know? With a family business as big as ours, is your father willing to let it go in vain? ”

The contempt and extreme insults in the words make people unable to listen to them anymore.

"Hehe......"

Tong Qianxi showed a miserable smile, closed her eyes sadly, as she expected, sure enough, Fu's mother would not let her go, it seems that she was right not to promise Fu Zhoucheng at the beginning.