It was an old man who painted the painting, and she asked a Chinese next to her who it was and what it was drawing.

This person looked rare and strange to her, and said that this was a well-known local painter in France, and a painting could fetch a high price.

The old man drew for a while, and the applause around him was thunderous.

He smiled and nodded his head, his eyes wandered around, and fell on the indifferent Xu Xintong, and he couldn't help but be unhappy, did she think he didn't paint well.

Xu Xintong came back to his senses and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, you drew very well." ”

The other party was still unhappy, and handed the pen over, saying that she was a master at first glance, and that she had to draw it to show it.

Xu Xintong wanted to cry without tears, and she didn't know how to appreciate this.

Sure enough, you still have to blow rainbow farts with the crowd, otherwise there will be no such unwarranted disaster.

Under everyone's gaze, she had no choice but to take the pen and draw a ghost on the paper.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Xu Xintong knew that she really didn't know how to learn, and she was ridiculed and recognized, and was about to throw down the pen and run away, when a wide and powerful hand held her hand steadily, holding her to put the pen down again on the paper.

One stroke at a time, vigorous and powerful, only a moment to depict a vivid landscape map.

It is both physical and spiritual, and it is lifelike.

The familiar breath penetrated into his nose, Xu Xintong stiffened and did not dare to move, as if he was tied up by a rope, and his heartbeat was uncontrollably fast.

"Straighten up, don't hunched over." Fu Wenzhou easily grabbed her slender waist and said behind her.

The laughter was low and inaudible.

Xu Xintong seemed to be electrocuted, his legs were weak, crispy and numb, and he was held in his arms in vain.

After facing each other at such a close distance, I felt that there was a big difference in height between the two and a big difference in body size.

She felt like a little toy in his arms.

Feel free to fiddle with it.

Fu Wenzhou let go of her after finishing the painting and straightened up.

There was no one cheering, and there was silence.

It's not that he doesn't paint well, it's that he paints so well that even those who don't know how to appreciate can see the gap between the painter and him.

The painter's face was really ugly.

Fu Wenzhou smiled and stretched out his hand to shake him: "Carving insect skills, it's ugly." ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, the other party was stunned for a moment and shook it with him.

"What are you talking about?" Someone laughed in the back.

Everyone replied and found that it was the consul general, although he smiled kindly, the group did not dare to make a mistake.

"Mr. Fu, why don't you go to the front to have a look?" The consul general politely talked to Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou said: "This is about to pass. ”

Xu Xintong found that the other party's eyes fell on him, and he looked at him with kindness, a little nervous, and a little embarrassed.

But he still generously stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "I am Xu Xintong, Fu Wenzhou's ......"

She subconsciously looked at Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou added with a smile: "My wife." ”

Xu Xintong's heart tingled.

Damn, how could such an ordinary word come out of his mouth, just like that.

Xu Xintong looked away, his little hand tightened, and he looked down and was held by him.

The clash of the past few days has dissipated as if the ice and snow melted at this moment.

She was obediently led by him to the front.

Chapter 15: Is it ripe?

Following Fu Wenzhou back to the hotel, Xu Xintong remembered to send a message to Liang Sisi and them.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and edited a note and sent it over, explaining the reason.

Liang Sisi replied to her three"? ”。

Xu Xintong's heart was weak and he posted a flattering emoji.

Liang Sisi replied: "Heavy color and light friends." ”

Xu Xintong replied with a dog-legged emoji.

Liang Sisi ignored her.

Xu Xintong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, she lifted her breath again.

Because the door opened, Fu Wenzhou came out of the bathroom wiping his hair.

Xu Xintong subconsciously hid the mobile phone behind him, was stunned again after hiding it, took it out again, put it on his lap, and looked at him.

Fu Wenzhou smiled unconsciously, and suddenly had the leisure to tease her: "Didn't you go to investigate?" Done so quickly? ”

Xu Xintong's face was thin-skinned, and his face turned red when he didn't hold it.

In vain, she explained: "...... I was going to do research, but I suddenly changed my route. ”

"Really?" Fu Wenzhou's tone raised slightly, and he closed his eyes slightly.

Almost instantly, he leaned over her and put one hand at her side.

And just like that, completely shrouded her in his shadow.

Xu Xintong was speechless, and looked at him in a daze, his heart was numb.

Instinctively, she grabbed the phone resting on her lap and looked at him innocently.

Fu Wenzhou asked her again: "Didn't lie to me?" ”

Xu Xintong's heart was weak, and he couldn't help but think of the unashamed words he had given him before, what "capitalists will oppress working people" or something......

He's not going to settle accounts with the queen of autumn, is he?

Xu Xintong became even more nervous: "I didn't lie to you!" ”

Fu Wenzhou looked at her fixedly, as if he had some kind of judgment.

His handsome face was so close at hand, and his eyes were sharp, even if he didn't look at a person aggressively, it was terrifying.

Xu Xintong almost held his breath, and he didn't dare to come out.

He just stared at her for a long time, then straightened up casually: "It's good if you don't have it." ”

Then I took a set of home pajamas from the closet.

Xu Xintong thought that he was going to the bathroom to change, and he had no intention of avoiding it.

Who knew that he raised his head and moved it off in the next second.

Xu Xintong's eyes were glued, and his gaze unconsciously fell on his back, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, tight texture, and a thin sebum covering the bones and muscles just right, a perfect inverted triangle figure.

Xu Xintong looked at him dumbfounded, forgetting to dodge.

She suspected that her heart was going to jump out of her chest, but he quickly put on his shirt.

Xu Xintong subconsciously touched his nose.

Xindao: Fortunately, there was no nosebleed, otherwise this foreign appearance would have been big.

He, he, he...... How could he undress in front of her? He's tempting her?!

Didn't he know that her willpower was weak?!

"What's that look on your face?" Fu Wenzhou leaned over and stared at her for a long time.

Xu Xintong blinked his eyes twice, and forced himself to compose: "I just think you seem to be in pretty good shape, haha-"

She wanted to use haha to relieve the embarrassment.

Who knows, Fu Wenzhou said calmly: "You watched? ”

His expression was very calm, he couldn't see anything, Xu Xintong felt his scalp tingle inexplicably.

She wanted to say no, but she did.

She stumbled: "...... I'm not peeking, it's you......"

She was still racking her brains to make him believe, but when she saw the corners of his lips slightly raised, she didn't say anything, turned around and walked into the living room.

He still has a job.

Xu Xintong stared at his silhouette blankly, he had already opened his notebook and lowered his head to send a message to the executives over there.

She inexplicably felt as if she had been soaked.

This man...... This man is really ......

She couldn't think of any words to describe it, and bit her lip a little indignantly.

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In a strange place and an unfamiliar bed, Xu Xintong didn't sleep well at night, and the person rolled around like a small leather ball.

Once, he rolled to his side.

Fu Wenzhou reached out and touched a piece of soft and slippery, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Xu Xintong didn't wake up, still humming. The moonlight tonight is very bright, her whole person is naked back, her skin is smooth and white, incredibly tender, like a demon.

Fu Wenzhou paused for a moment, and then pulled the quilt and helped her cover it.

When Xu Xintong got up the next day, Fu Wenzhou was no longer around.