Chapter 626: Aojiao President, Paranoid 51

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Bo Xi didn't want to see the painting.
He just wanted to kiss the painter.
But can he say that?
No.
Sit there and nod
"it is good."
Su Yan turned upstairs and went to the studio.
Soon, I took the painting out of the studio.
A few days ago, she intentionally framed the picture.
Take the painting downstairs, about a meter away.
A big pair.
Su Yan wiped the sweat off his head and asked
"how about it?"
Bo Yan sat there, looking at Su Yan's lips together, his eyes were like water.
He rolls his throat up and down
"good."
Su Yan looked at him and then looked at the painting.
She reached out and tapped the border,
"I'm asking about painting, don't look at me."
At this time, Bo Yan's eyes slowly shifted from Su Yan's body to the painting's body.
After a few glances.
Mr. Bo was speechless.
Su Yan painted very similarly, with hard lines and a slightly indifferent look.
Wearing a suit and buttons are neat and tidy, abstinence, expensive, not high.
However, our Mr. Bo Xiong did not know why, the look at this painting changed several times.
Then look away.
Your fingertips hit the arm of the sofa
"not good."
His lazy voice spoke outrageous and harsh words.
Su Yan froze.
Then stare at the painting and look closely.
Everywhere is painted just right, eyes, face shape, almost proportional reproduction.
She wonders
"Where is it bad?"
The sound of thin crickets sounded again
"It's not good anywhere."
Su Yan was a little angry.
She lowered her head, carried the painting and wanted to be transported to the studio again
"Just don't like it."
Bo Zheng stood up and walked over.
Lift the picture up and take Su Yan's hand by the way
"Why never saw you draw one for me?"
Su Yan blinked.
Did not speak.
Bo Yan closed his eyes and consciously said something wrong.
Is n’t that what he drew?
Nothing to say was just holding the painting and put it into the studio again.
He didn't want to see the painting.
Get angry when you see it.
If he was Bo Xiong, he would probably be happy.
It's a pity that he is not thin-headed, he is Junyu.
Although, in a way, Bo Xi is also part of him.
But watching, still angry.
At noon today, in the unexpected accident of the nurse.
The blood of Bo Xi, mixed with the blood of Su Yan, dripped into the raindrop crystal.
Awakened him.
When he woke up, he found that Xiaoguai was sleeping in his arms obediently with closed eyes.
What else, is it even happier than this? ?
Then, he merged the memories of the original thin body.
It was found that Xiaoguai was really accommodating to this boil.
Probably to enjoy this treatment.
I also want to see when Xiaobei can find out that he is a matter of Junyu.
He never said anything.
Get along with her as Bo Xi.
Now, when I saw the self-portrait that Xiaoguai painted for Bo Xi, I thought she had never painted herself.
I didn't hold back.
Eat your own vinegar.
She painted very well, no, it was very good.
So much so that he looked at the painting, which was not pleasing to the eyes.
Su Yan didn't know if he didn't understand what he said or what, and didn't ask him.
Even after coming out of the studio, the look of frustration just disappeared.
After a while, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, Assistant Zhang brought in two chefs.
There are also freshly collected seafood and other ingredients.