Chapter 51: 51. Twenty Paintings

"Hey! Su Luo, don't be so anxious to leave!" Qin Songze hurriedly collected the two documents on the table and hurriedly stepped up to chase out of the bar box.
After striding for a long time, he caught up with Han Suluo, who was struggling like flying. "Are you really afraid that your wife will let you know durian?"
"I just want to go home quickly, don't worry about my wife and children." Han Suluo didn't slow down, replied righteously.
It's almost half past ten now, and we must go home quickly.
"That kid is almost five in summer, right?"
Qin Songze finally caught up with him, but was taken aback by Han Su Luo's eyes.
He said that Xia Xia is a little kid, and it is really the best guardian in the world.
"Shao Qin, Shao Qin, you can figure it out." Qin Songze's attendant saw him at the door of the bar from afar, and shouted, for fear that others would not know.
The people from the detective agency made several calls, urging Qin Shao to check out. If this person doesn't show up again, I'm afraid they will come up to ruin the restaurant!
This is a man who has just left forgotten brother who has married a wife and is afraid of his wife. This is another one who only knows how to talk in her ears all day long.
"The detective agency called to ask you to check out quickly." The attendant retrieved the bill they sent from the mobile phone.
Qin Songze looked at the numbers above, and instantly wanted to drop the phone!
"Shao Qin..." The attendant was sweating nervously in his heart, "That's...my..." cell phone.
"Call them!" After speaking, he threw the phone in his hand.
The attendant screamed loudly in his heart, and almost destroyed the cell phone he just bought, "Call it?"
Qin Songze pulled his throat and became angry, "Kill the money!"

The next day, a very ordinary car was racing on the road.
There were three people sitting in the car and Cui Heng was driving.
Luan Xiaotian sat beside the man, hiding far away.
Damn Nan Yukong, last night...! !
what! it!
Her whole body is going to collapse, and the dark circles under her eyes will not work. If something like that happens again in the future, she will be exhausted physically and mentally.
Thinking about it, Luan Xiaotian moved in the direction of the car window again.
That terrible man!
"What? Didn't do enough last night?" Nan Yukong's clear voice made Luan Xiaotian even more resentful.
She calmly said, "Enough!"
Cui Heng's erect ears automatically erected the barrier. He was still a child and he could not understand anything.
"Continue tonight?"
"No! Yes! Yes!" She is going to sleep, she stops painting!
Last night, I was almost enveloped in gouache, so I stopped painting Xiao Yin's painting.
Didn't I just drew dozens of his action pictures.
The paintings are a bit simple, and they are said to be garbage paintings.
She endured all this, but in the end she couldn't bear it all night!
"Well, you can adjust to the school environment first," Nan Yukong paused. Luan Xiaotian was happy, but he didn't expect her to fall into the ice cellar directly in the second half of the sentence, "I will continue to make up for it later, 20 photos."
Thunderstorms hovered overhead on a sunny day.
Just tell her to continue tonight, isn't it fragrant?
Luan Xiaotian curled his lips and glanced at Cui Heng who was driving seriously, "Secretary Cui, or shall we go home?"
Cui Heng smiled, "Sorry Miss Luan, you should go to school."
It's harder to get him to disobey Nan Zong's orders than to get to the sky.
Luan Xiaotian naturally felt the taste of climbing to the sky and was discouraged.
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