250 Raids: There's a girl next door

The second time I saw him, he was still drawing, and it was still Cheng Ningyou, with her shoulder-length hair, sitting on the balcony, basking in the sun, smiling while holding her belly that was about to give birth.

It made him feel for the first time that a pregnant woman can be so beautiful.

The third son saw that even now, he was still painting, and this time the person in the painting turned out to be him. This was the last time he went to country m, and he was painting in the studio.

Damn, it turns out that he is really a beauty.

Cheng Ningyou leaned closer to Qiao An, and whispered, "Beauty Qiao, I'm so jealous."

How can a man be so dedicated, how can he be so attentive.

Joan, how many women must be jealous to death.

"What are you jealous of? He painted you twice, one with you crying and one with you smiling, two different beauties. If those two paintings are auctioned, they will be worth a fortune."

He once asked him to show those two paintings for him to admire several times, but was rejected by his eyes.

Thinking about it now, I feel sour.

"Me?" Cheng Ningyou stared in surprise. She knew that Wu Yifan had painted her portrait, but she felt that she must have never seen one of Qiao An's crying and smiling portraits.

Because of Qiao An's sour tone, it is estimated that those two paintings are really good, and they are no less than the one Wu Yifan is drawing.

Joan clasped his arms around his chest, pursed his mouth, and said, "But I don't think he dared to take it out. If he did, your man would definitely kill him."

Cheng Ningyou was very curious, "Why?"

Joan turned around and glared, and asked hypothetically, "What would you do if someone misses your man?"

Cheng Ningyou replied without hesitation, "Mie."

Her first reaction was indeed this word. Someone thought about Pei Mochen in the past, so she must be eliminated.

As for now, she hasn't tried it.

Wu Yifan suddenly put down his pen, turned to look at the two engaged people who were chatting, and frowned slightly, "Don't you two know that you need to be quiet when drawing?"

There was a slight displeasure in the tone, but the smile stained the brows from the bottom of the eyes, and the eyes glanced at Cheng Ningyou, and then shifted to Qiao An.

The lips are hooked, and there is a hint of playfulness in the smile.

"Want to come back?"

The doting tone is heart-warming.

Joan glared at him, "Crazy."

He was just passing by, definitely just passing by.

Cheng Ningyou walked behind Wu Yifan, bent down and carefully admired Qiao An in the painting, "Yifan, you drew Qiao Meiren so beautifully."

Don't have any deep meaning in these words.

Wu Yifan looked back at Cheng Ningyou with a wide smile, "I don't think it looks as good as you."

"..."

Cheng Ningyou frowned, and the brows trembled slightly. Is this the rhythm of his death?

Qiao Meiren said just now that he drew two pictures of her, and his tone was already sour. She deliberately praised her, but he was kind enough to say that she was prettier than Qiao Meiren in front of Qiao Meiren.

She glanced sideways at Qiao Meiren who was standing there motionless. She could not see any emotion from his face, and his hands as white as jade were holding the LV bag, and she did not show any intention of leaving.

What does he mean by that?Cheng Ningyou was quite puzzled.

While thinking about it, Joan suddenly said, "It's okay, don't draw me casually, it violates my portrait right, it's against the law."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

Hmph, isn't it normal for him to be a big man without a woman's beauty? Is there any comparison?He's so handsome, you Wu Yifan know what a fart.