Vol 77 Chapter 891: She is his only wife, a baby that hurts.

Luo Zheng lifted his chin slightly, with a little arrogance, and a little pride: "Of course, it is so domineering, does the teacher teach?"
Bo Hancheng looked at the girl and shook her head helplessly. She already said that, could she not teach?
Of course, from beginning to end, he never thought of not teaching, what she wanted, one by one.
Who let this be his wife, the only wife in her life, the baby who hurts the heart.
"Teach, if you want to learn, I will teach."
Bo Hancheng responded softly, only feeling that there was not enough time, and wanted to continue to stay, always guarding her like this.
Luo Zheng was satisfied, and urged the man to continue: "Brother Cheng, draw more pictures."
The man will leave tomorrow, even if she really wants to learn, she is not in a hurry.
Seriously, Luo Zheng was very reluctant, but his reason was sober, he needed to go back and deal with important things.
Even, Luo Zheng thought, Bo Hancheng was just facing himself, watching his emotions as usual.
In fact, I must be upset in my heart. After all, the person who caused the incident was none other than his father.
However, you can be sure that your Excellency the President is not a big deal. Otherwise, at this moment, Bo Hancheng had already left, rather than being so calm and going back tomorrow.
In any case, Luo Zheng hoped that the man would leave without burden, rather than worrying about himself.
Therefore, she must keep a smile, not to show any reluctance, to quit his worries.
Following Luo Zheng's words, Bo Hancheng continued to paint a few paintings, either as Luo Zheng fell asleep or in the sun, even including the beach!
Luo Zheng sincerely admires that her brother in the city is really a genius painter, not to mention the magical pen Ma Liang.
At the very least, he can draw whatever he wants, as long as he has seen it with his own eyes.
This kind of ability really makes Luo Zheng who likes to admire paintings envious, and he will definitely study twice in the future and strive to reach one-tenth of men.
After painting, Luo Zheng put away those paintings and thought it was good to think.
It was Bo Hancheng, as if thinking of something, cut a small piece of paper and gently continue to outline.
In a few moments, draw a small couple, the man is him, the woman is naturally her.
"So small, so cute!"
Luo Zheng holds it in his hand and feels it can be put in his wallet, so he can appreciate it at any time.
"Brother Cheng, you are amazing, amazing!"
Praising the man at the same time, Luo Zheng smiled on his face.
Look again, it's not too early. Bo Hancheng rubbed the girl's hair, and went to the kitchen to cook the food.
In those days, Luo Zheng was trapped here by him, and tasted his craftsmanship, just like painting, it is also very good.
Good growth, good family background, can paint, can cook, and a lot of various life skills.
Luo Zheng felt that she was born again. If you want to talk about harvest, then this husband of Bohan City is definitely the biggest!
Once, she was filled with hatred and no longer wanted love.
But unknowingly, I met love again, perhaps this is a remedy, a remedy that I did not get, and now I get what I want.
Therefore, fate should be fair, when you feel lost, you will always get what you deserve!
During the cooking in Bo Hancheng, Luo Zheng was idle and boring for a while, so he painted with a brush.
Sure enough, she didn't have any artistic talents. She painted extremely badly. Luo Zheng couldn't bear to watch it, but she didn't stop.
So much so that when Bo Hancheng came out of the kitchen, he saw a colorful piece on his drawing board.
Not only that, even the girl's face was stained with a lot of oil, and it looked a little funny.
"Luo Luo, you are naughty again ..."
Bo Hancheng is full of helplessness, looking at the girl's eyes, like a child who can't understand things.
Going forward, taking out a paper towel to wipe off the dirt on her face, and then looking at the painting on the drawing board, I found it very interesting, although the painting was not known.
"Teacher, I'm so poor at painting. You have to worry about teaching me a lot! I won't believe it. I can't learn to paint in my life ..."
Luo Zheng did not feel ashamed. Instead, he said that he was right and strong, as if it should be so.
Naturally, Bo Hancheng spoiled his smile and responded seriously: "Okay, you can't learn one day, I will teach you one day. If I can't learn in my life, I will teach you in my life ..."
Well, in this way, he unexpectedly wanted his little wife, and he would never learn it for a lifetime.
In this case, he can do it for the rest of his life, often teaching his little wife to paint, which is also a spouse's taste, isn't it?
"Come and eat, don't play anymore. Wash your hands and wipe your face first ..."
Bo Hancheng pulled the girl away from the drawing board and took it to wash his hands.
Afterwards, the two went to the dining table and used the meal quietly. Luo Zheng narrowed his eyes and enjoyed eating the delicious food made by men: "Brother Cheng, you are so powerful, whether it is painting or cooking, this is one by one "
At the same time, the girl gave her thumbs up and did not mean her praise.
This is the case, what do you want?
After finishing the meal, Luo Zheng covered her stomach with a little bracing. Bo Hancheng went to the room and took out a coat and wrapped it around the girl.
After that, I took the girl to the top of the building and walked back and forth a few steps.
It is already winter, standing on the top of the building, you can see the endless seaside just by looking up.
"Brother Cheng, really beautiful ..."
Luo Zheng looked at the seashore, letting the cold wind blow the long hair like seaweed.
Just after eating, and wearing a coat, was cherished and held in the arms by men, naturally there is no chill.
"If you like, when the dust of the empire is settled, we will come back here to support the elderly, okay?"
Bo Hancheng followed the girl's words and asked this question, obviously not kidding.
At this point, Luo Zheng was willing, just noticed something, and hummed at the man gently: "What old-age care? I'm still young! I'm not 19 years old, but someone, almost 30. Years old, indeed a bit old ... "
Hearing the words, the man's eyes narrowed tightly around the waist of the girl, with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Sister Azhen, do you really think I am old?"
Luo Zheng deliberately stretched her small face and gently "um" screamed.
At the next moment, he was hugged by the man and leaned against a railing, facing the distance not far away, Luo Zheng exclaimed softly.
Then, quickly hide in the arms of men: "Bo Hancheng, what are you doing? Let me down!"
Although it is not particularly fearful of heights, it is inevitable that there is a little stimulation, losing some sense of security, and holding the man tightly, he will not let go.
Bo Hancheng enjoyed the girl's snuggle at the moment, and rarely raised her thin lips: "Since sister A Zheng, I am a little old, I naturally want to prove that I am not old at all ..."

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