Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 428 Burn That Painting
Qiao Chengxun put down his cell phone, put his arms around the girl's slender waist, and cruelly avoided the alluring lips, and said in a deep voice, "please me, maybe I will change my mind."

"What do you want me to do?" The girl glanced away and looked away, not wanting him to see the humbleness in her eyes, let alone her weakness.

Qiao Chengxun hooked his lips and smiled charmingly, like an invitation from the devil, "I taught you before, come by yourself."

"En." Wen Ti'er was like a marionette, her movements were a little stiff, and her heart was already full of turbulent waves.

It would be nice if... never met him.

Qiao Yan Wang, I regret it, I regret meeting you.

For you, I gave up all my self-esteem and spent all my lies to fill the imperfect world.

But now... my world is broken again...

Qiao Yan Wang, I regret...

That night, Wen Ti'er hardly remembered how she got through it. When she woke up the next morning, she was listless, exhausted, and dizzy.

If it wasn't for the regional finals, she might not even be able to get out of bed.

Before going out, Wen Ti'er specially called Bu Qingqing, "Qingqing, help me put on light makeup, I didn't sleep well last night."

Bu Weiwei looked at her young mistress's pale and lifeless little round face distressedly, and said worriedly: "Young mistress, are you feeling unwell? If not, you should go to the hospital."

Wen Ti'er smiled indifferently, unaware of how poignant her smile was, "It's nothing, it's just that I suffered from insomnia last night."

Step by step let out a vague sigh, in fact, she could probably guess what happened last night.

The young master stayed in the young mistress's room all night last night, and those voices would come out from time to time, and if she remembered correctly, the voices didn't end until four or five in the morning.

The young mistress's body is so weak, why doesn't the young master know how to exercise restraint?

Hey, I don't want to, let's help the young lady put on makeup first.

Half an hour later, Bu Qingxiao helped Wen Ti'er put on her makeup, and said with a satisfied smile: "Young mistress, you are getting more and more beautiful, and the young master will definitely be fascinated by you."

"En." Wen Ti'er responded perfunctorily, picked up her bag and went out.

Bu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, watched her young mistress walk out of the gate, and quickly took out her mobile phone to send the young master a WeChat message: Young master, you are too much.

Xun: What happened to her?
Bu Qingwei: The young mistress's eyes are red and swollen, with heavy dark circles, and her complexion is very bad. She doesn't look energetic at all. I helped her put on makeup to make her look better.

Xun: She asked for it.

Bu Qingwei: [White Eyes] [White Eyes] [White Eyes], Young Master, even if Young Mistress did something to make you angry, you still have to take her body seriously!
Xun: You cook more delicious food for her.

Bu Qing rolled his eyes towards the sky, and said angrily: "Young Master, Young Mistress was hurt by you, and no matter how delicious I make delicacies, it can't make up for those injuries."

Xun: I'm busy.

Bu Qingqing: Young Master, just tell me directly, how did Young Mistress provoke you?
After waiting for a long time, Qiao Chengxun replied: You go back to Qiao Haoyuan and take that painting away.

Ah? ?

Bu Weiwei was a little confused, the young master wanted to throw away the painting of the young mistress, but it was bought for 5 million!
Bu Qingwei: Young Master, Young Mistress will be very angry if you do this.

Xun: It's a fire.

Step lightly: Master...

Xun: Don't make me repeat the third time, burn it.

(End of this chapter)