Early the next morning, Sheng Shaoan went downstairs, and in addition to seeing the prepared breakfast, there was also a note.

Looking at this note, Sheng Shaoan frowned, on the third day of the wedding, his wife left a note and ran away. Was what he said yesterday too much?

In fact, Mo Ying just left a note saying that he would go out to buy books and come back in the evening, which was not as serious as running away.

And the person who was supposed to buy the book is now in the same house, and the expression on his face and the temperament on his body are like two people.

If there are people who know Mo Ying, I am afraid that they will be deeply frightened.

"Ah Ying, you haven't come to see me for a long time." The young man with purple gradient hair was nestled on the sofa opposite Mo Ying, holding milk in one hand and the latest issue of the illustrated magazine in the other, and his tone was resentful.

This young man was the one who took the beef that Mo Ying had taken a fancy to yesterday.

Yu Feichi took a sip of milk, he was the only one who knew the true face of this little white rabbit who was weak in front of everyone and would only endure everything.

"It's not been long, it's been last week." There is no weak look, Mo Ying's eyebrows and eyes at this time are full of coldness, which is not inferior to Sheng Shaoan's coldness.

Sheng Shaoan doesn't care more about the outside world, he doesn't care about everything, and Mo Ying is really cold.

Yu Feichi not only raised his eyebrows because of this, but did not give up.

"It's been a long time, you haven't been married last week, and you've become a married woman this week, isn't it a long time since you have a child?" Yu Feichi was like a child who couldn't ask for sugar, and his resentful tone was still a little cold.

Mo Ying snorted and laughed in response to Yu Feichi's vexatious trouble, supporting the sofa with one hand and supporting his chin with two fingers, giving people a feeling of contempt for no reason.

Yu Feichi heard the sound of being shot in the heart by an arrow, threw the things in his hands, jumped up with his feet on the sofa, and shouted, "Don't move, yes!" It's this look, this feeling of a cold queen, it's really amazing! I'm going to draw it! ”

One second he was still making trouble unreasonably, and the next second he didn't know the scene of turning to 108,000 miles, Mo Ying didn't just experience it for the first time.

She held her jaw still, just like Yu Feichi said, the same face, Mo Ying at this time, gave a completely different feeling.

Yu Feichi found a pen and paper, his eyes were full of excitement, his hands were like the wind, obviously skilled, and it didn't take long for Mo Ying's cold and glamorous look to appear on the paper, and his expression was very good.

After finishing the painting, Yu Feichi held it in front of Mo Ying like a treasure.

Mo Ying looked at the people in the painting, it was a different look in the mirror on weekdays, but it was not just the first time she met, she turned her head sideways, and the afterglow fell on a closed small room, which was full of Yu Feichi's paintings, and most of them painted her, so Su Yufeichi painted her handy, and she was used to seeing the people in the painting.

Yu Feichi put the painting aside, not as casual and rude as he did with the art magazine.

"Can you get down to business now?" Mo Ying changed her posture and half-leaned on the sofa.

Ye Feichi didn't make anything else this time, "Oh, the money has arrived, I've transferred to the bank in Germany, do you want to check it?" ”

Mo Ying counted the days, and it was almost time to collect the money.

"This time the money is more than last time, Ah Ying is really amazing, hey, who would have thought that the hot jewelry designer Monica is just a nineteen-year-old college student, not a design major yet."