Chapter 295 A person who is lying on the couch and can let others spy on him again?

"So what if I rob you?"

Shi Zhiyu attacked his side with a backhand, Yan Liang dodged alertly, one of them grabbed one side of the photo frame, and no one would let go.

Babe stood by the side, not knowing what to do. She thought about it. That painting was just a picture of swans playing in the water she took while standing by the river. There was nothing special about it. The only special thing was the two loving white The swan neck naturally forms a heart shape.

How did she know that a few men gathered together to discuss just now, and the more they discussed, the more miraculous they felt.

A simple picture of two swans playing in the water. Two white swans bend their necks to form a love heart naturally. The water waves reflect light in the sun. There are a few highlights. If you draw a few times with a signature pen, you can outline a picture. English "baby" letters.

The most amazing thing is a slanted reflection on the water surface, which is light and faint, and you will never notice it unless you look closely. Once you look closely, you will find that it is the reflection of the baby standing by the water when taking pictures. The two white swans The position is exactly at the position of Reflection's heart...

A whole piece of words, which were not particularly unusual at first, was sublimated instantly under their interpretation, and the implication is self-evident: the heart of a baby.

The man's bad taste is at its peak at this moment.

In his eyes, that painting is the baby's heart, and whoever holds that painting is holding the baby's heart?

Shi Zhiyu was about to ask Bao Bao for this painting, but Yan Liang was the first to strike first, and ran away with the painting in his arms.

Such a painting with a deep meaning, he can let Yan Liang take it away, even if he steals it, he has to get it back!

When Shi Zhiyu saw that he refused to pay back, he rushed up angrily, don't pretend that he didn't know Yan Liang's thoughts, he had punched her because of the baby earlier, and he had been walking around with her these few months, even at the baby's house. Put down his slippers in the apartment... All these signs indicate that this guy is also interested in the baby, and everyone competes fairly, but Shi Zhiyu feels that he has put the baby to sleep, and the person who is lying on the couch can let others spy?
The baby didn't know, so she focused all her attention on these two people, and it was useless to try to persuade them standing by, so she shouted anxiously: "Stop making trouble, Zhiyu, I gave it to Yan Liang!"

"Did you hear that?" Yan Liang gave him a 'shameless' look.

Shi Zhiyu gritted his teeth: "This one is not allowed!"

"I still have it. I'll print it out and give it to you. Don't steal it from Yan Liang. Are you going to screw up my photography exhibition?"

"No!" He didn't listen to advice at all.

Baby only felt his scalp go numb, this stubborn bull turned around and pointed at the door: "Then you two go out and make trouble, don't make trouble here, you don't want to lose face."

"Why don't we have an auction." That's it, there are still people who don't think it's enough to add fuel to the fire, so the person just smiled: "The painting that can make Yan Shao and Mr. Shi compete for it is definitely not ordinary, it's better for everyone to compete fairly , the highest bidder owns."

That person was none other than Fu Jun, standing beside him, arms folded curiously, what picture could make Shi Zhiyu refuse to back down?As long as it was something that Shi Zhiyu didn't want to give in to, he wanted to fight for it, and he had fought with him a long time ago.

"What are you, Yan Shao my private property, it is absolutely mine, who wants to auction it?!"

Yan Liang glanced at Fu Jun, isn't this the man who sabotaged Christmas last time?

...11.30th, updated here
(End of this chapter)

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