Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 460 Summary of Art Exhibitions ([-])
"No matter how tired I am, I still have to come to your art exhibition to see what you have learned from me during these days."

"Teacher, even if you see something bad today, you can't say anything about it." Jiang Niannian smiled and supported the teacher's hand, and walked inside.

"Okay, okay, I'll save you some face." Zhen Guoqing took special care of this close disciple and liked him very much.

One is more spiritual, and the other is about the same age as his granddaughter and must be pampered.

When the painting was open until noon, all the people who should have come to see the exhibition from nearby had come.

Jiang Niannian originally thought that the painting exhibition would end like this, but unexpectedly, another crowd of people poured in at the door.

Wu Feng spoke loudest: "This is my sister-in-law's painting exhibition. My sister-in-law is a talented artist."

"I know, you've already talked about it all the way. Don't think that if you invite me to see the art exhibition, I can forgive you for hiding your private money." Song Qing rolled her eyes at him, stepped on Hentiangao and walked inside. From her demeanor, Judging from the appearance and appearance, they are both very delicate.

Song Qing and Wu Feng are already living together. Although they haven't received a marriage certificate yet, the form is no different than getting married.

They have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. Although they have been living in city B now, Wu Feng occasionally comes to country R to have a drink and chat with Brother Huo.

After all, brothers, if they sometimes quarrel with their daughter-in-law, they always have to spare some time to complain to each other.

"Qingqing, I save my personal money all because of you."

"For me?" Song Qing stopped.

"Yes, I have to prepare gifts for your birthday, I have to prepare gifts for Valentine's Day, and I have to prepare gifts for Chinese Valentine's Day. I usually come to pick you up when you go to work, and I also want to buy you some delicious food on the way to coax you."

"That money is all what I want to spend on you. There is absolutely no lie. It can be learned from heaven and earth."

Song Qing took a serious look at him and thought about it. It was indeed the case, but she always felt that he had reservations.

"It's best like this." The woman snorted, naturally happy, but she couldn't let him go so quickly: "I'll deal with you when I get back."

Song Qing tidied up her appearance, wearing a white fragrant skirt and a pearl necklace, which made her skin glow and white.

After all, I was going to see Wu Feng's sister-in-law's art exhibition, so I naturally wanted to dress brightly.

But Wu Feng on her side was different. The comparison seemed a little more casual.

Wearing casual sportswear, he has bulging muscles and a big body. He looks very imposing, but in fact he has been coaxing the woman next to him in a low voice.

"Wu Feng, why are you coming so slowly? Did you swim here from the sea?" Huo Qi stood at the door, and he could see his bullfrog-like body from a distance.

"It rained heavily in City B, and the plane was delayed for more than an hour, so we were late." Wu Feng muttered, and immediately introduced to Brother Huo: "Let me introduce you grandly, this is my lover Song Qing."

"I used to work at the airport in country R, ​​but now I have been transferred to the airport in city B."

Huo Qi and Song Qing nodded politely, then turned their heads to look at Wu Feng with squinted eyes, and sighed sincerely: "You are still a little lucky."

"Ang? I've always had pretty good luck." Someone was so dumb that he didn't realize the deeper meaning.

Song Qing covered her mouth and snickered, then followed her into the art exhibition.

"Brother Huo, this time I brought some good wine from City B, so we can have a good drink in the evening." Wu Feng shook the bag in his hand, and there was a jingling sound inside.

Who is a good person who would like to see an art exhibition and bring a glass of wine?
Song Qing glanced at him, and Wu Feng calmed down a little after receiving the look.

Huo Qi suppressed his laughter and patted him on the shoulder: "I have a pregnant woman at home, so I can't drink with you."

"Ang? Sister-in-law is pregnant?"

"Yes." The man looked very arrogant and nodded: "It's been three months." "Wow, Brother Huo, in how many months will you be a father?" Wu Feng's eyes were full of excitement, He said it as if he was a father.

"I'll invite you over for a drink then." Huo Qi warmly invited: "Bring your wife with you."

Song Qing has always had a relatively calm personality in front of outsiders, and Huo Qi's aura is too strong, so she still has to give her face.

"Okay." Song Qing agreed.

As soon as Wu Feng heard that Song Qing was about to die, he knew that she had subconsciously agreed to his drinking. He immediately put the wine into Brother Huo's hand: "This wine can be collected, so I'll give it to you first, and wait until my sister-in-law gives birth." Now, let’s have a drink together.”

Huo Qi looked at the inexplicable extra wine in his hand, and looked up to see Wu Feng winking. After being brothers for so many years, he knew what he wanted to say with just one look.

'Brother Huo, I got it with great difficulty and spent a lot of money. You have to take it, otherwise you will be thrown into the trash can when you go back. '

Huo Qi laughed, touched his head, and felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I'll accept the wine then. I'm still a little busy over there. You take your younger siblings to see the art exhibition first, and then we'll have dinner together when it's over."

"Okay, you go ahead and take care of yourself."

In fact, Wu Feng was just a rough guy and couldn't appreciate these paintings at all. He could only praise them every time he came to a painting.

"This good-looking."

"This is also pretty."

Every time Song Qing came to a painting, she would pause for a second and prepare to appreciate it when she heard a soulless compliment from beside her. She couldn't hold herself tight and hit him in the waist with her elbow: "Be quiet."

At the same time, Zibo was greeted by people watching the exhibition at the door.

"Are you here to see the exhibition, or are you here to see Sister Niannian?" Ruan Ruan has been jealous every time since he knew that Jiang Fengming once liked someone so much.

Whenever the name Jiang Niannian is mentioned, someone will say something sour.

Although she knew in her heart that Jiang Fengming liked her now, she just wanted to do something about it.

Every time Jiang Fengming heard this girl's words, he would chuckle and then gently touch her head.

"Then do you want me to come see paintings or people?"

"Jiang Fengming."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, like a puffer fish, Nian Nian is my sister."

"Don't lie to me, you are not related by blood." Ruan Ruan crossed his hips angrily, and his legs jumped up quite quickly.

Jiang Fengming was used to deliberately matching her pace. This sudden acceleration meant that he had to keep up quickly.

"Hey." The man grabbed her slender arm: "You know me, don't you know who is living in my heart right now?"

"I don't know." Although Ruan Ruan said this, his cheeks were flushed.

Jiang Fengming is not as dull as before. Sometimes he knows that his girlfriend is angry and just kisses her to make her feel better.

Just when he was about to lean over his family, a male voice suddenly came out from behind him.

"Hey, what are you doing on the road? It affects the social atmosphere. Be careful and give you a fine."

The person who spoke was Luo Bin. I couldn't tell what he looked like without a police uniform.Anyway, I just don’t want the police.

(End of this chapter)