Chapter 409: Something Seems Wrong with This Painting Style?
Dongfang Chen stared at the smiling woman in front of him stunned...... My heart was beating, my body was tense, and I stammered inexplicably: "Do you want me to help you wash and scrub?" β
"Nope! Absolutely not! Little Nizi pushed him away.
"Really not drunk? Don't need me to help you? β
Jian stood up suddenly, uh, what seems wrong with this painting style?
"Well, there's nothing else or anything else to say to me? Let's go take a bath. The man pretended to be calm, but he couldn't hide the breathlessness and caution in his tone.
Jian Qiran slipped through the white door......
The next morning, Ming Ruyan received a call from his father, telling him to go back to Ming's house at noon to accompany his grandfather and uncle to dinner, and said that the house would be very lively at noon.
It seems like words to withdraw from busy work.
was ordered to drive back to the Ming house to see his grandfather.
When I was just about to go up the mountain, I met the second brother who was speeding down from the mountain and wanted to go to the city to go to the company, which was as bright as the wind.
"Brotherβ"
When the two cars passed by, both of them saw each other's cars, so they both slowed down and rolled down the windows to greet each other.
Ming Rufeng put one hand on the car window and teased his younger brother as if watching a play: "It seems that you can come home, and grandpa will always miss you again." β
"What do you think of me?"
Seeing the rare sly smile in his brother's eyes, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't come back today, "Second brother, did you say anything bad about me in front of my grandfather?" β
"Me? How can it be! β
Ming Rufeng's smiling face appeared in the sun, and he immediately denied it.
He won't run to confess and say that he played right and wrong in front of his grandfather last night, hehe.
Ming Ruyan waved his hand, "That's it!" I don't think you dare say anything about me! β
"Look...... Grandpa said, your red luan star has moved, go and fall in love with your one with peace of mind. β
Ming seemed to understand his cousin's voice in seconds, and pointed at him angrily, "Okay, I knew you wouldn't be kind." Sure enough, he spoke ill of me every day in front of my grandfather! Also a red luanxing? Snort-"
The windows of the two cars rolled up in agreement, and they drove forward from each other's sides.
In the morning, the bright sun sprinkled from among the leaves and fell on the corners of the Ming house, and the car stopped in the courtyard at the gate of the Ming house.
Pull on the handbrake, and before he got out of the car, he saw the fountain at the door and paced with his hands behind his back.
"Uncle! You didn't go down today? β
Ming Yingjun looked back at this side, saw the faces in the cab through the windshield, and then turned around, "It seems to be words, why did you go home?" Grandpa has been talking about you. β
"Sorry...... Last night, the company's new colleagues had a birthday party. β
"Well, it's not too late to go home today. Your eldest brother and Wen Yu went to the city to get the certificate, and it is estimated that it will be a while before they go home. β
"Big brother and Wen Yu went down the mountain into the city early in the morning, right?"
Ming didn't pull out the car keys, and got out of the car.
"They've had breakfast and they're going into town."
"Uncle, what are you looking at? Koi? β
There is a pool of various koi in the fountain pool, and it seems that when I walked to the fountain and looked down on the cheerful koi swimming in the pool, I suddenly felt that this courtyard was extremely vibrant.
"Seems to be a word......"
Ming Yingjun turned his head and looked into the flower garden in the courtyard, and said in a low voice: "Come over, grandpa is calling you." β
Ming seemed to be amused and looked at the dense flowers, "What is Grandpa doing in the flowers?" β
"Who knows, he said that there might be grasshoppers in the grass, and he might have squatted there in the morning to guard the grasshoppers." Ming Yingjun talked about his old father like an old naughty boy, and he was a little helpless.
"Oh...... Grandpa was really naughty. β
Ming seemed to walk quickly towards the flowers.