Shen Tianfei, who had recovered his elegance after removing his makeup, was blocked in the rest room by Gu Bailian.

"If you don't want to be unable to sleep at night, just come with me." Gu Bailian entered the door and sat on the four-cornered eight-immortal chair, looking like a wrinkled dust on his clothes.

Shen Tianfei smiled lightly, "In this way, there is Miss Lao." ”

Gu Bai Lian in his smile.

Sure enough, there is a lot of people outside the golden beach, and occasionally the old-fashioned black and white camera clicks to take pictures.

Escorting them to break through the encirclement were several plainclothes guards who accompanied Gu Bailian before the performance.

Shen Tianfei glanced at them a few times.

"Where to go?" Until he sat side by side in the black leather classic car, Gu Bailian asked.

"Back to Wutong Garden." Shen Tianfei replied.

Gu Bailian turned to look at him openly, only to see that his face was light, not sad or happy, as if the days when he was imprisoned were just a flash.

"You really don't care?" Gu Bailian asked the doubts in his heart.

"It's quiet, isn't it?" Shen Tianfei pursed his lips and chuckled, "I happen to like quiet." ”

So, you don't treat this captivity as a captivity at all.

Gu Bailian was terrible in his heart, but he exhaled with a relieved look on his face, "I said you won't forgive me." ”

The tone was coquettish, with a hint of snickering.

"You're not going to charge me rent, or sweep the floor." Shen Tianfei Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was in a good mood and joked.

"How come, you can live as long as you want, it doesn't matter if you live for a lifetime." After blurting out what was in his heart, Gu Bailian covered his mouth with his palm suddenly, leaving only his dark eyes, dripping and turning.

"I mean, you can stay until I get married, no, no, even after I get married, you can live ......"

Gu Bailian explained incoherently.

As soon as she looked up, Shen Tianfei looked at her with a complicated expression, as if she had no intention of joking.

"Don't you care, okay?" Gu Bailian sat upright and pulled his sleeves, "Wutong Garden is the dowry that my father prepared for me, and I will have to marry after I get married, so naturally you can't live, will ...... It will affect your reputation, but if you like it, I can transfer it to you before I get married. ”

Shen Tianfei's face became darker and darker, not angry, but silently turned his head to look out of the pitch-black car window.

What does it mean to send a cold man's house, Gu Bailian, you are really a pig brain.

Gu Bailian was annoyed, and he didn't dare to disturb him, so he secretly glanced at him, and after a few seconds, he secretly glanced at him again.

It wasn't until I saw his expression slow down that I let out a long sigh of relief.

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Shen Tianfei's room was arranged by Gu Bailian herself, a table and a chair, she couldn't be more familiar with it, and after getting out of the car, she followed him back to the room familiarly.

"You're not afraid of ruining my reputation." Shen Tianfei looked at her playfully.

Well?

Gu Bailian was stunned, this Xiong Gongzi would actually take the initiative to talk to her, does it mean that she has improved?

When she wanted to find more topics, Shen Tianfei had already turned his back to her, staring at the paintings on the wall silently.

Glancing at the seal, it is a well-known painter of the older generation, Gu Bailian has heard of the name in modern times, and silently calculated it in his heart, only to remember that this old gentleman is still alive.

"It's a good drawing." Gu Bailian leaned his hands on his back, took steps and turned in a circle, and squeezed out such a sentence.

Shame, after all, she has not been wearing Gu Bailian for a long time, and she has not fully developed her original knowledge level.

If you change to Haraya Bailian, you may be able to talk eloquently, and with her, you will be able to say a word, and the painting is good.

Shen Tianfei ignored her and continued to appreciate the paintings with relish, with a serious demeanor that had the meaning of carving a stroke into his mind.

"You like to paint?" The artist's interests are really extensive, Gu Bai is smacking her tongue, and she is already short of words when it comes to poetry and painting.

Shen Tianfei returned to the desk, on the huge desk, spread out a half-finished painting, people who don't know how to paint, can also see that the painting style is like imitating the well-known painter on the wall.

"If you like it, go to the old gentleman to learn in person, and do what you want to copy by yourself."

This is what the eldest lady dares to say without shame.

The literati are light, Shen Tianfei is certainly well-known in drama, but Hua Lao is a leading figure in the painting world who has been famous for half a century, not to mention whether he looks down on Shen Tianfei, who was born in drama, one thing is certain, he will definitely not point out this professional junior for no reason.

"Oh, next time there is an exhibition of his paintings, I will definitely accompany you."

Gu Bailian secretly wrote down this matter, she loves Wu and Wu, she loves Shen Tianfei, and she loves him the same way.

So, before leaving, this Miss Gu swept half of the paintings on his desk like a bandit.

Shen Tianfei flashed with a meaningful smile, and looked at the windy study after she walked by.

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Hua Lao's art exhibition can be known by casually inquiring, Gu Bai Lian was in the car and ordered to investigate, and after returning to the mansion, someone put the complete information on her desk.

Gu Bailian flipped a few pages.

Luck is really good, Hua Lao, who has disappeared from the rivers and lakes, decided to hold a grand exhibition in order to cultivate his grandchildren, and the time turned out to be the day after tomorrow.

Gu Bailian was happy that he could take the opportunity to brush Shen Tianfei's favorability again.

"Jingle bells."

In the quiet Wutong Garden in the middle of the night, the piercing telephone rang.

"Hey," Shen Tianfei picked it up personally, only Gu Bailian knew the number here, and she was the one who didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

As if he expected something, Shen Tianfei took it naturally.

"Miss Ben will be fine the day after tomorrow, so I'll accompany you to see the art exhibition."

"Okay." Shen Tianfei pressed the microphone with one hand and tapped on the table with the other, and his dark eyes looked out of the moonlit window lattice, which was unfathomable.

From a distance, he has a straight body, although he is thin, but he is full of masculinity, where is there still half a bit of flattery.