Chapter 88: Painting a hundred thousand pieces of painting

Chapter 88, drawing a hundred thousand pieces of paintings
In the room, I only heard Shen Junyao's sobbing sound. Lu Junxuan didn't want to say anything about the upset, but he was disappointed with this wife.
In the sports car that was heading for the direction of the castle, Cheng Haoyue did not speak after half a day.
Even if she was out of the limelight at Shen Junyao's banquet, it would be boring to think about it, because she didn't want to mix with this group of people at all. Her current life would never want to hang up with these scum males.
"Why don't you talk? Didn't you perform well on the stage?" The late voice of Gong Ye's night came with a hint of praise.
Cheng Haoyue remembered this and turned to look at him. He asked, "How come you suddenly came over? Didn't you pick up Ozawa to go home?"
"I hit you several times and your mobile phone is not connected, I will chase it." Gong Yezhen confessed.
Cheng Haoyue frowned, lowered his head and went to the bag and flipped the phone. He didn't see it again. "How is it possible? My cell phone..." Immediately, she recalled that the last time she took the phone was looking for a design draft in the office, she bit her lip. She fell.
"Looking down the office." Cheng Haoyue has no words.
The palace night snoring and scorning, "I know that you are doing nothing."
Cheng Haoyue looked at the cityscape with the neon lights flashing outside the window. Thinking of what he said on the stage today, and the expression of Lu Junxuan’s husband and wife, she couldn’t help but feel happy, and the appearance behind Gong Gong’s night was perfect. She thought that in the upper class, her relationship with the palace nightingale, want to clear up, it is difficult to clear it!
Gongye night saw her not talking, twisted her eyebrows, knowing that she was stimulated tonight, he gave her some calm time, hands control the steering wheel elegantly, driving lazily.
Back to the castle, the little guy looked at the slyly and then came back with Mommy. The heart was warm. For the child, the happiest thing was the feeling of being surrounded by parents.
More than nine o'clock, they took the little guy back directly to the center of the city, tomorrow, or Friday, but also to study a day, rest.
On the way back, the little guy had some eye-opening. Cheng Haoyue thought about the way he told him not to sleep. The little guy finally insisted on staying at home. Gong Ye night also saw the woman’s patience. She saw her on the road. The nerves are like chanting.
When the little guy takes a bath and blows his hair, his big eyes will appear drowsiness, and the children will sleep, but they will not be able to make a big meal. The child’s sleepiness will come and he will die in a second. .
Putting the little guy to bed and sleeping well, Cheng Haoyue sees the time is still early, she can still work for a while, now, the company has just entered, if there is no new design draft, the customer has less chance of choice, her commission and bonuses are also less.
When the quilt was covered by the little guy, he saw that the sofa had been occupied by a man. He had a glass of red wine in front of him, holding an ipad in his hand, and enjoying it lazily and leisurely.
Cheng Haoyue can also design in the room, but she prefers the spacious place of the hall, which can make her mind not only limited by space, but also more inspiration.
"Miyazaki, can you go back to your bedroom to drink and watch the news? I want to draw a manuscript in the hall." Cheng Haoyue went to talk to him.
The night of the palace, Ying Ying’s sword is slightly stunned. "I can be quiet."
It means he doesn't want to go back to the room.
It’s not a quiet and not quiet question, but he is here at this great energy, she can’t calm down.
"Would you please?" Cheng Haoyue could not help but reveal a trace of pity.
This delicate and soft voice, for men, is a deadly attraction. The palace night is as deep as a narrow glimpse. If the thin lips are like nothing, "You are seduce." me?"
Cheng Haoyue’s dark dawn shrank. Which man’s ear heard her seduce him?
Cheng Haoyue screwed his eyebrows and was a little cold. "I am not interested in men."
"I have to remember correctly. You were very interested in me four years ago." Gong Ye night raised a cold and proud face, some proud.
Cheng Haoyue really couldn't stand his arrogant tone. She replied with an unrequited arms around her arms. "I was given medicine that night. Under the control of drugs, not only you, I am interested in any man, you Less self-love."
The night of the palace night, Shen Yan slammed and snorted. With a narrow flash of fun, he asked, "Would you draw a portrait?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Cheng Haoyue didn't know what he was going to do.
Gong Gong’s thin lips smiled fascinatingly.
Give me a picture, I will give you 100,000 yuan.

Cheng Haoyue feels that he is boring enough. Is this taking money to tease her? However, 100,000 yuan is really very exciting. It can be used to pay her a few months' salary. She bit her lip and bite. "Are you true?"
Gong Gong said, "Of course it is true, give me a picture! I have not painted it yet!"
Cheng Haoyue thought that this money can be earned.
"Good! Deal, if you paint it tonight, will you give money tomorrow?" Cheng Haoyue showed his expression of being blindfolded by interest.
Gong Ye night smiled charmingly, "Of course, I speak."
"Do you want to change clothes? Or just draw like this?" Cheng Haoyue asked.
Gongye night stood up, slammed, his slender fingers picked up the cufflinks of the white silk shirt, and pulled it up, revealing a strong arm. "That's it!"
After that, he took a chair from the side of the sofa to the floor-to-ceiling window and lowered the chair. His slender legs were sitting with his legs crossed, his arms naturally overlapping the back of the chair, and his chin resting on the back of his hand. Her.
"Just paint like this."
Cheng Haoyue nodded. "Well, you are waiting, I am going to get the drawing paper."
Gongye night eyes sent her into the room, the corner of the mouth evoked the evil smile, this woman wants to paint him, it is bound to take every inch of his face to look carefully, and, but also to see For a few hours, he admitted that he had a face that reversed the sentient beings. Can this woman watch for hours, wouldn’t it be heart-warming?
Cheng Haoyue heartbeat? She is more heart-warming than his people!
Cheng Haoyue holds a drawing board, draws paper, and has a few paper pencils and skin-like rubs. Her prime paintings are good. She used to be painting abroad. She also painted people for free for a few months on the street. Gradually, the handwriting is proficient, and her paintings have improved a lot.
After Cheng Haoyue put down the paper, she looked at the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and began to compose the picture in her mind. This time, her heart slammed a few times.
The light shining from the window, flickering and falling on his face, fainted a layer of soft light, his face is like God's most perfect masterpiece, like a god, perfect impeccable.