Seeing her husband Zeng Bo working so hard, Chen Chuling felt very guilty.

In the love just now, a face that shouldn't have appeared suddenly jumped into my mind, and then an unprecedented sense of excitement instantly spread throughout my body.

Then, she thought of her husband as Luan.

Zeng Bo picked up the cup on the bedtable, poured a sip of water, and said, "We have been married for five or six years, and we have never seen you so excited, you can't read books that you shouldn't read, right?" ”

Chen Chuling didn't want to mention this, so she said by the way: "I read a few pages of "Golden Vase Plum". ”

This time, his wife's unprecedented initiative made Zeng Bo have endless memories, and said jokingly: "I can read a few more pages next time." ”

Chen Chuling didn't know what her husband had in mind, so she didn't make a sound. But I was trying to reflect in my heart: I have always been well-behaved for so many years, how could I suddenly be so absurd?

The inexplicable thought that appeared tonight made her feel inexplicably frightened, making her unable to accept herself like this, and feeling very strange.

After thinking about it repeatedly, she slowly figured out that Lu An's appearance and temperament are stepping stones, so that women will invisibly relax their vigilance, and that huge wealth and talent are the real deadly poison for her.

She can still remember the shock of learning that Luan is a millionaire and worth tens of millions

Thoughts flew here, and she forcibly cut it off, no! She needed to divert her attention, she needed a sisterly ethic to restrain herself, and she couldn't let this crazy thought grow any longer.

She's scared!

She was scared and didn't want to betray her husband and family, even if it was spiritual.

Afterwards, a cigarette, happy as a fairy, Zeng Bo mentioned Chen Mai while smoking:

"You told me the other day that the wheat was coming early, what day was it? I've been busy forgetting about it for the past few days. ”

Chen Chuling said: "Tomorrow afternoon, I will drive to the airport to pick her up at one o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Zeng Bo answered: "Then I will go home after the meeting tomorrow and prepare meals for you." ”

At this point, Zeng Bo turned his head and asked, "By the way, when I passed by the building in front, I found that the light was on in the rightmost room on the second floor. ”

Chen Chuling glanced at her husband and said quietly: "I didn't pay much attention, is it really Lu An who came to school?" It's only the 26th today, you read that right? ”

Zeng Bo thought about it again and confirmed: "It shouldn't be, do you want to ask him to have a meal together, Maizi likes him, and by the way, we also have a relationship with Lu An." ”

Lu An's current identity and net worth of tens of millions are the objects that Zeng Bo is very willing to woo, not to mention that Lu An has more powerful people behind him, and Zeng Bo attaches great importance to the maintenance of this relationship.

To be honest, Chen Chuling, who is weak-hearted, doesn't really want to see Lu An for a while, but the relationship between the two parties is good, and she doesn't seem to have any reason to refuse in front of her husband.

After all, she was the one who said that she wanted to match Lu An and her cousin, and now it is difficult not to doubt if the wind changes direction.

She hesitated and said, "Then ask tomorrow to see if he has time?" ”

Zeng Bo nodded, changed the topic, and talked to his wife about tomorrow's meeting.

Someone in the back building violated his portrait rights, and Lu An didn't know about it.

He was lying on the couch and about to go to bed when the BB machine on the coffee table suddenly sounded.

Thinking it was midnight, it startled him.

After settling down, Lu An stretched out his hand to take a look at the BB machine, and found that it was Sister Qingchi, who was tired and immediately refreshed.

Sitting up straight, he hugged the landline to him and dialed back.

It didn't take much time to get around as soon as the bell rang.

"Xiao An, have you slept, did my sister disturb you?"

Meng Qingchi's voice came from there.

"No, I was in a daze on the sofa just now, and I was thinking about whether to call you, but I didn't expect Sister Qingchi to call, don't we have a heart?"

Luan grinned.

Meng Qingchi smiled and said softly, "Xiao An lied. ”

Lu An suddenly didn't retreat, deflated, "Sister Qingchi, how did you find out this?" I did have some wine for dinner and came back squinting on the couch. ”

Hearing this, the smile on Meng Qingchi's face deepened a little, and it was rare to be playful, "I won't tell you." ”

Lu An rubbed his eyebrows and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a name, so he had to give up, and asked with concern: "Why are you calling me back so late today?" ”

Meng Qingchi said: "In the afternoon, your Aunt Meng came over, and we had dinner together at my uncle's house, and I just came back not long ago." ”

Lu An Mingwu: "Did you wait for Aunt Meng to sleep before calling me back?" ”

Meng Qingchi said succinctly: "Yes." ”

Lu An deliberately asked: "Sister Qingchi, if you call me, you can call, why do you want to hide it from Aunt Meng?" Is there a ghost in your heart? ”

Meng Qingchi lowered his eyebrows and stared at the earpiece in his hand, quiet and silent.

Yes, this road is not passable, so Lu An has to change the road, "What is Aunt Meng doing in Changshi this time?" Didn't put pressure on you, did you? ”

Meng Qingchi paused and said quietly: "No, she didn't mention our business, she came specifically for her uncle's private life." ”

Lu An gossiped and asked: "Uncle East Window incident?" ”

Meng Qingchi told him what he saw: "I don't know this very well, my aunt and cousin don't look unusual, your aunt and uncle met in a secret conversation." I didn't ask much. ”

Aunt Meng didn't come for the sake of herself and Sister Qingchi, which made Lu An breathe a sigh of relief, and the two tacitly agreed not to talk about this topic later.

Meng Qingchi asked, "Xiao An, are you done learning art?" ”

Lu An snorted and said, "It's over, it ended two days ago, and I have now left Yangcheng to Jinling." ”

"Jinling?"

Meng Qingchi asked, "You don't plan to go back to Xiangnan during the summer vacation?" ”

Lu An saw the stitches and hit the snake with the stick: "Sister Qingchi misses me?" If you want to see me, I'll go to the airport tomorrow morning. ”

Meng Qingchi stretched out his hand to pluck a triangular plum from the blooming potted plant, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, smiling silently.

The other party's silence was completely unexpected by him, so he told her in detail about Bu Bu Sheng and Anyi clothing brands.

At the end, he said: "The main thing is that Zeng Ziqian and her assistant are still stealing things from Wanjia Department Store in Huaqiangbei, I have to be calm here, and I can only be free when she comes back." ”

Lu An's business affairs told her when he bought a house and an Audi car last year, Meng Qingchi did not feel abrupt, and what was new was that he and his classmates partnered to open a clothing brand.

She asked: "If you plan to upgrade to open a supermarket and get a clothing brand, will you be very busy and tired?" ”

Lu An smiled and asked, "Sister Qingchi, does she care about me, or does she feel sorry for me?" ”

Meng Qingchi didn't pretend to be deaf and dumb this time, and said with a temperament: "Yes." ”

Hearing this, he was very happy, "Actually, with Zeng Ziqian and Zhou Juan here, I am still relatively relaxed."

They are very capable individually, and as long as I provide some general guidance, they will implement it well.

So it seems like a lot of things, but it's really not much for me to get here. Sister Qingchi, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Meng Qingchi asked: "I've heard you mention Zeng Ziqian several times, is it the chemical plant propagandist who often patronized your business when you set up a bicycle stall at the entrance of Guifei Lane?" ”

Lu An was surprised: "You noticed her at that time?" ”

Meng Qingchi said with a light smile: "She comes to your place to repair the bicycle almost every weekend, and finds almost the same reasons, puncture, puncture and repair." ”

Lu An smiled: "Why does Sister Qingchi pay attention to her?" ”

Meng Qingchi said the truth: "Who let her fall in love with Xiao An at that time, I will help Qing Shui watch you." ”

Lu An said disappointedly: "So that's the case, I'm really disappointed, I thought Sister Qingchi was secretly jealous." ”

Meng Qingchi didn't know how to answer this question? Do you want to pick it up? I still choose to pretend I didn't hear it.

Finally, she glanced at the direction of Li Meng's bedroom door, lowered her voice and said, "Xiao An, it's not too early, you go to bed early, and my sister will call you again when you have time." ”

Hearing the strings and knowing the elegant meaning, Lu An said happily.

When the call arrived, Lu An hung up the phone and moved to the bedroom.

That night, he slept soundly.

This time I was no longer confused in my dream, and it was clear that Sister Qingchi was alone. She lay quietly on the bed, looking at him with bright eyes, and only closed her eyes for more than ten seconds in between.

It was also more than ten seconds that her waist and abdomen couldn't help but turn up.

Afterwards, she gently wiped his sweat like a wife, then got up to fill the bathtub with water.

This dream is so beautiful!

Luan woke up with unfinished thinking.

Sister Qingchi and Qing Shui are the temperament of the two heavens of ice and fire, if they lived in ancient times, it would be great.

He sighed, subconsciously aimed at his right foot, and felt that his leg was broken again.

Anyway, the leg was broken, Ye Run, you should also appear, don't contact Lao Tzu for a summer vacation, you cow! When I see you tomorrow, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red!

Getting up and washing up, Lu An was ready to go to Xuanwu Lake in the morning to relax, look for creative inspiration, and say that it is time to take action on the twelve screens of oil painting landscapes.

If you still have time in the afternoon, you will go to step by step, and then come back to the clothing store to have a look, and invite Liu Lele to have a meal by the way, which was said yesterday.

Well, that's the plan for the day.

God knows, though, plans don't always fucking change.

No, as soon as I went out, I met Zeng Bo and Chen Chuling when I went down the stairs.

Looking at him without a trace, Chen Chuling asked, "Lu An, are you going to have breakfast so early?" ”

Lu Anlu smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Zeng and Sister Chu Ling also went to breakfast?" ”

Zeng Bo took the initiative to lean over, "It's just right, let's be together, many people have a lot of fun." ”

The two of them are so enthusiastic, Lu An didn't have to refuse, anyway, they are very familiar friends, they have met and eaten at Uncle Chen's house no less than five times, and this face has to be given.

It's just that before he found the girl and lost the fire, he was not very willing to contact a peach-like tender young woman like Chen Chuling, who was too fucking easy to catch fire.

But fortunately, it was just a breakfast, and it would be that long enough.

The two of them asked for shredded pork noodles in the clear soup, and Zeng Bo also added a fried egg.

At the same table, Luan is completely different, with spicy red soup and beef, eggs and peanuts.

He asked, "Sister Chu Ling, aren't you from Shudu, how can you eat this light?" ”

Chen Chuling said: "The child is still young, I have to be light. ”

Oh...!

Lu An instantly understood that the child was still young and wanted to eat breast milk, and if it was spicy, the child would be easy to get angry.

With her husband here, Chen Chuling felt that it was strange to talk about this topic, so she changed directions and asked:

"Luan, are you free today? If you have time, come to the house for dinner in the evening. Today, your great-brother plans to show his hand. ”

Lu An said with a pity on his face: "Ah, is Brother Zeng going to cook, it's really worth looking forward to, it's just a pity, I made an appointment with my classmates to have dinner together tonight." ”

Zeng Bo interjected and asked, "A classmate came over so early?" ”

Lu An shook his head: "It's not that I came here in advance, it's that a few classmates didn't go back at all during the summer vacation, and they worked here to earn money." ”

In this era, it is relatively rare for college students to work in the summer, but it is not impossible, and the two of them believe it at once.

It is said that the southerners are delicate and delicate, and the food is actually similar, it seems that a bowl of noodle soup is overflowing, and you can use chopsticks to catch it, just a few chopsticks, and a few big mouthfuls will be finished.

If he hadn't ordered a fried egg, he would have felt like his stomach was 5 minutes full.

After eating, Lu An said goodbye to the two and drove a van to Xuanwu Lake to see the world.

Watching Lu An leave, Zeng Bo suddenly asked, "What is Maizi's idea, have you probed the bottom?" ”

This remark was clueless, but Chen Chuling understood her husband's meaning in seconds, "Maizi is unwilling to force herself into the market and wants to take a roundabout route." ”

Zeng Bo was surprised: "Roundabout? This is not like the way Wheat's way of doing things. ”

Chen Chuling smiled and said, "It's not like it, but it's true." ”

Zeng Bo looked curious: "Why?" ”

Chen Chuling looked at the direction where the van disappeared and said with emotion: "What else can it be, it's nothing more than that Maizi met a real nemesis and moved sincerely." ”

Zeng Bo felt that this was very likely, otherwise with Maizi's own conditions and methods of doing things, it was estimated that it would have been pushed sideways.

Xuanwu Lake is the largest park in the south of the Yangtze River with the Purple Mountain in the east, the Ming City Wall in the west, the Nanjing Railway Station in the north, and the Zhoushan Mountain in the south.

He didn't go fast because he was sketching for sightseeing, and his whole attention was focused on enjoying the scenery.

It's just a pity that after walking around the lake for almost two hours, he didn't find the inspiration he wanted, the lake is still the same lake, but it's just that lake, and it's no different from ordinary people's perceptions.

It was noon, Lu An looked up at the blue sky, it was a little hot, and he was about to give up, he knew that it might be difficult to gain in this state today.

Along the path to the avenue outside, the road turned, and Lu An also turned away, and suddenly, a long white wall appeared on the other side of the lake beside the road, which looked particularly quiet against the black tiles.

The doors, windows, tiled roofs and steps are stretched and retracted in white, high and low, and evenly spaced, very sparse and simple but without losing change, leaving a beautiful reflection on the quiet lake.

Lu An was instantly shocked by this 3D-like beauty, and almost shouted excitedly: "This piece of white is good, this piece of fake white shaped by light and shadow is really beautiful." ”

At this time, the other side is not really a white wall, but an illusion that appears at a specific visual point, well, let's use the word hallucination.

I don't have time to say anything more, this natural 3D world shaped by light and shadow is too suitable for my artistic conception of space and time exploration in oil paintings.

He quickly pulled out his sketchbook from his bag and drew it with a black sketchpen in his trembling hand.

When he was studying art in Yangcheng, Guan Lao often compared painting to a war, and at this time he looked like he was fighting, nervous, engrossed, blood boiling all over his body, and his spirit and strength were all condensed on the tip of the pen.

Zen Buddhism has poems: the heron in the snow, the fool watching the heron, the sapiens watching the snow, and the sage watching the white. It tells the story of three different visions and different realms of viewing.

In this sketch, Lu An integrates intuition, illusion and illusion, which belongs to the realm of "a saint's view of white".

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