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In Mo Qingyan's eyes, this guy was unclean again, and that look made her a little nervous.

Li Tingjue chuckled, "Aren't you going to paint my portrait, I just have time tonight." ”

Mo Qingyan didn't expect that he still kept thinking about it, just now she was just using it to prevaricate their reasons, but she didn't expect him to hold on to it.

"Tomorrow, now I'm going home."

She glared at him and prepared to get out of the car. And Li Ting never let go, and said coldly.

"Only tonight I have time, tomorrow I am not free."

He raised his chin and looked cold.

Mo Qingyan really regretted it, she didn't make up that kind of reason if she knew it, and now she has cheated herself.

Angela saw that Mommy hadn't gotten out of the car, so she walked over.

"Mommy, let's go, it's a little cold outside."

The servant came with his clothes and put them on Angela. Her two big eyes stared at the two of them, hoping that the family would live together and not have to be separated.

When Mo Qingyan saw her little eyes, her heart hurt a little, and her hatred for Li Tingjie was a little less.

She can't be so selfish and let the three children who are alive suffer for the sake of the lost child.

Li Ting's deep voice sounded, "An An go back, Xiaoyan is going to paint for me tonight, and we will pick you up tomorrow." ”

Angela nodded obediently, but from her expression, you could see the loss. Children want to be with their parents, and she is born without a father.

Later, there were, but they divorced again, and it was a bad feeling, and she had nightmares lately.

Mom and Dad are gone, she's alone, she's scared.

Mo Qingyan couldn't help but snort, she had to have a good talk with Li Tingjue, whether it was her heart or for the sake of the children, she was willing to give him another chance and work hard with him again.

Seeing the children being picked up by the servants, Li Tingjue also felt Mo Qingyan's mood swings.

He held her hand tightly, she was sensitive, she was vulnerable in the face of parting.

Together, they went back to the castle, the home where so many of their fond memories were held. Mo Qingyan got out of the car and took her hand.

With the welcome of the servants, she stepped in again.

The servants were very excited, because the young master had not come back for a long time, and this time he came back with his wife.

When she entered the house, nothing had changed, she was familiar. Li Tingjie turned his head and said to the servant who was following them.

"You all go down, don't come to the main building if it's okay."

Listening to his ambiguous words, Mo Qingyan pinched his hand as if they were going to do something tonight

She had only come to paint a portrait of him, and he didn't want to think about anything else.

Li Tingjue was pinched by her, twisting his eyebrows, and a painful expression appeared on his evil face.

"It's not smoking, it hurts."

After Mo Qingyan let go of his hand, he glared at him.

"You deserve it, who made you say that."

Li Ting's long arm hugged her, "I usually come back alone, and I say the same, what's wrong?"

He deliberately teased her, and Mo Qingyan's face became more and more red, did she think too much

His dark eyes radiated a dark glow, like the X-ray, which seemed to be able to see through her, making her more and more uncomfortable.

She bit her lip and pushed him away.

"Do you have the tools to draw at home?"

"Yes."

Because he has everything she likes. So he dragged her into a studio, where all the tools were available.

Mo Qingyan's heart trembled, it turned out that he had everything ready for her.

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