I picked up fragments in Tiantian Film and Television

Chapter 313 I'm Back
Shen Haofeng, who had turned off the glory of the husband, came out of the study.

It's almost time to pick up Jiang Qingqing from get off work.

"What does Keke want from you?" Jiang Qingqing, who thought of this, asked shortly after getting into the car.

Shen Haofeng roughly explained the matter.

Jiang Qingqing smiled and said: "The art exhibition she held is still somewhat influential in Nanjiang. Do you think you will be famous for this, Shen Da Painter?"

Famous for a grassroots person like him who doesn't have a clear line of "teaching"?
In this day and age, stop kidding.

The resources are all…

Even if you spend money on hype, there is a high probability that you will not be able to squeeze into the "circle", and the possibility of getting back your money is pitifully low.

Shen Haofeng, who lives in the present and is forced to downgrade his aesthetics, has always felt that people in the future may need to spend a lot of time learning and rebuilding even the most basic aesthetics in the eyes of the predecessors?
Then I thought that the person who taught it might be...Cao, forget it, this is not something he should worry about.

Hearing her words, Shen Haofeng, who originally wanted to make a joke, suddenly changed his mind and asked, "I don't know what to draw anyway, so help me draw a portrait?"

"Okay." Jiang Qingqing replied happily.

eat first.

After returning to 902, which belonged to their nest, Jiang Qingqing sat on the sofa and asked, "Can I just sit here and let you draw?"

"The time may be a bit long, you should choose a comfortable posture." Shen Haofeng, who planned to paint a realistic oil painting, replied.

"Oh, then I'll lie down."

Before I knew it, more than two hours had passed.

Seeing that Shen Haofeng no longer needed to look at her from time to time, Jiang Qingqing stood up from the sofa and walked behind him lightly.When she saw the content on the easel, she was completely stunned.

So realistic.

"Where are my clothes?!" Jiang Qingqing was furious.

How to say that sentence, after reading all the pornographic films in the world, my heart is naturally at a loss, she is clearly wearing clothes, but what Shen Haofeng drew is her naked appearance.

Pinching Shen Haofeng hard, Jiang Qingqing said angrily, "Are you going to give this painting to Ke Ke?"

"How is it possible, I used it for appreciation." Shen Haofeng turned around and put his arms around her willow waist, "When we get old and look at these paintings again, it will definitely bring back many good memories."

"Good, you big-headed ghost." With a snort, Jiang Qingqing looked at the painting again, and asked in a low voice, "Is this really like this here?"

"I also drew from memory, there may be a little deviation, why don't I study it carefully and then change it?"

"..."

Noticing the look in her eyes, probably wanting to say why he remembered such things, Shen Haofeng said first: "Don't you remember mine?"

Jiang Qingqing was obviously taken aback, "Should... remember?"

Shen Haofeng was "angry", the kind that couldn't be coaxed well.

In desperation, Jiang Qingqing had no choice but to say: "Take it out, I will remember it."

……

the next day.

After sending Jiang Qingqing to the company, Shen Haofeng returned to 2201 where there were eight boys.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ba Zai jumping up and down on the sofa, the halo on his head was completely green.

Without any delay, Shen Haofeng called Bazai to jump to his hand, activated [Time Stop], and then asked Bazai to start the shuttle.

Standing in front of the gate of time and space, Shen Haofeng pushed open the gate belonging to "Strategy of Hancheng".

In the eyes, there are four fair and plump, beautiful buttocks.

It's a pity that it was too late before he left (it was done). After careful identification, he could still see the hoarfrost hanging on the tree-lined path.

After saying goodbye to them at the entrance of the gym, Shen Haofeng took out his mobile phone, dialed Zhang Wanen's number, and asked if she was off work and if he needed to pick her up.

"I don't get off work in another hour." Zhang Wanen whispered on the other end of the phone.

Shen Haofeng who heard the expectation in her tone replied: "It's okay, I can wait at the door for a while."

"Oh, come on then."

hospital.

"Hey, Wan En, there are still 10 minutes before get off work, have you already packed up your things? It's rare to see you so active, it's right, you are not active after work, you have a problem with your thinking." Coming back from the tea room After seeing Zhang Wanen tidying up the table, the female nurse joked with a smile.

A happy smile appeared on Zhang Wanen's pretty face, "Ah, because someone happened to pick me up from get off work today."

"Boyfriend?" The other party smelled gossip, and approached: "Just say that you suddenly wear such a beautiful necklace, and your skin has become super good. It turns out that someone is irrigating and nourishing behind your back."

"..."

Embarrassed by her outrageous words, Zhang Wanen hurriedly said, "No, they're just friends."

Looking at Zhang Wanen's pretty flushed face, the other party showed disbelief.

He glanced enviously at Zhang Wanen's towering chest and plump buttocks, "Your boyfriend shouldn't be willing to leave you at all, right?"

Fart, but you can't blame Haofeng, it's Peilin's fault, eh.

"I'm off work, I'm going to change clothes, see you tomorrow."

"You can't wait so much, why don't you say you're not your boyfriend?"

"..."

Because the K5 that Shen Haofeng is driving now is a prize they got during their trip, Zhang Wanen recognized it at a glance.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Zhang Wanen, who fastened his seat belt, smiled and said to Shen Haofeng: "Are you in a hurry?"

Shen Haofeng shook his head, "When I saw you, I forgot all about it."

Hearing his words, Zhang Wanen couldn't help but kissed him.

Shen Haofeng, who came back again, was naturally not polite, and climbed up to her skillfully with a big hand.

Without waiting for the bus, Zhang Wanen, who could go home faster, was more than an hour late.

There is a kind of happiness or feeling called revisiting the old place.

For Zhang Wanen and the others, it may have been just one day, but for Shen Haofeng, it has been three months.

After returning home, Zhang Wanen took a shower and fell asleep, while Shen Haofeng went to Zhang Peilin's room.

"Don't you need to go to see your sister today?"

Shen Haofeng shook his head lightly.

Zhang Peilin, who was holding his neck, threw herself into his arms and said, "I know you like me the most, but you should ask your sister to come with you tomorrow, brother Haofeng."

Before Shen Haofeng could speak, she clamped her long white and straight legs around his waist and said, "But tonight is mine alone, hehe."

Shen Haofeng, who came down from the upstairs, had a look of emotion on his face, he really didn't even need time to adapt, he adapted to the rhythm of the Southern Expedition and the Northern War in an instant.

Shen Haofeng, who threw away these random thoughts, opened the door of Zhao Meijing's room.

"Honey, do you want to bring your luggage when you go back to Seoul tomorrow?" Zhao Meijing blushed again and said, "I'll get up early tomorrow and prepare some delicious side dishes for you to bring back."

Patting on her plump and elastic buttocks, Shen Haofeng smiled and said: "Okay, I will tell them that my girlfriend did it herself. Please don't worry, even without them, someone will take care of me."

"That's true, but is it not good for you to say that?" Zhao Meijing leaned into his arms and said, "You still have to repair the relationship with your family."

Shen Haofeng who bowed his head and kissed her pretty face said: "Listen to you, I will try."

"Ah."

Shen Haofeng, who saw the happy expression on his face, thought that they would be a little embarrassed when they met in the future, because his stepmother was not as old as her.

……

The next morning.

After breakfast, Shen Haofeng drove to Seoul with Zhao Meijing's heart.

While he was still on the road, Song Caiyun heard the doorbell ring, hurriedly put down the balloon in his hand, and ran to open the door. "Hey, it's you, Na Lian, you came so early."

Han Nalian glanced at her, frowned and said, "What is it, you seem unhappy to see me, who are you expecting to come?"

"No, I just thought it was Haofeng who came back."

"Haofeng, is that your stepson? Has he gone out to play with his friends? When I first came here, I didn't see any children outside the villa." Han Nalian recalled.

Song Caiyun smiled and said: "What kid, what are you talking about. Haofeng is studying in university in * city. If it was a kid, I wouldn't worry so much, I won't get along well with him."

"University?!" Han Nalian looked shocked, "You said he has already gone to college? Come on, we have only graduated a few years ago. But that's right, after all, your husband's age is there, and it is better to have a son who is going to college. Reasonable."

"Jingen, Youwei and the others haven't come yet?"

"I don't know. I'm too busy to look at my phone. They should be on the way. I told them to come and help earlier, so come and help me too." Song Caiyun said.

Han Nalian looked helpless, "I didn't sleep last night, and now I need to help, don't you have any sympathy?"

"Didn't sleep all night?"

"Yesterday was the account reconciliation day, and a new class schedule had to be arranged. Everything was piled up."

Song Caiyun nodded, "Speaking of which, your current business seems to be very big? I saw your interview on TV that day."

"No, it just happened that the TV station had a column about fitness." Han Nalian shook her head with a smile after shaking her dyed yellow hair.

Because she came directly from the gym she runs, she was wearing a pink sports T-shirt with a pair of lace-up white hot pants underneath.

The beautiful figure with protruding front and back is unobstructed.

Song Caiyun looked away from her and sighed: "Your figure is still so good, I don't have time to exercise recently, it seems that there is fat on my stomach."

Different from Han Nalian's coolness, Song Caiyun wore a white tight-fitting T-shirt, underneath was a pair of dark slim-fit hip-lifting pants, with a protruding chest, long legs and hips, very eye-catching.

"Are you telling a joke?" Glancing at her slender willow waist, Han Nalian had black hair.

Looking at her again, Han Nalian said thoughtfully, "But your hips seem to have gotten smaller. You married women, shouldn't your hips be getting bigger and bigger?"

A blush flashed across Song Caiyun's pretty face, and she warned: "In front of Haofeng in a while, you must not talk nonsense."

"Ann, I'm not a child." After finishing speaking, Han Nalian frowned, "Didn't you say he is in college, are you sure he would like these balloons?"

"It's just a few, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

　PS: The two chapters will be updated together tomorrow, the number of words will remain the same, and it will be updated at night.

　　
　
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