Chapter 152

Wu Yinian rushed to the study in a hurry, quickly took out the painting from under the desk, and shot it for a week, where should I put it?
Before finding the right place, the study door was suddenly opened and the lights were turned on.

Wu Yinian, who was a thief, never dared to turn on the light before, thinking of a quick battle, he wanted to go back and continue pretending to be sick.

At this moment, the lights are on, and everyone has stolen goods.

Pooh!
She is not a thief, anyone can get stolen goods.

At most, it can be regarded as a little sinful thing, um, in fact, it is just a little secret.

"Quan...Young Master Quan, didn't you go to take a shower?" Wu Yinian looked at Quan Shao's undressed appearance, blinked, and blinked again.

Who can tell her what is going on at this moment?

Quan Shao walked towards her calmly, then bent down calmly and picked her up from the ground, the kind of princess hug she wanted.

"Does it still hurt? Head, stomach?"

Wu Yinian: "..."

"It's shaking so badly, where else is it hurting this time?"

Can you stop shaking?can not!

Why can't I be the master of my own body!
"Quan...Young Master Quan, my heart hurts, my heart hurts so much, I'm panting... I can't breathe." Wu Yinian was half-truthful, he was indeed a little out of breath, it was because of the cold eyes of Quanting To scare it.

Leng Quanting didn't look sideways, as if he didn't see anything, but felt that he saw everything.

"Don't shake too much, the things in your hands are about to fall."

Wu Yinian: ...

Wu Yinian couldn't remember how he was carried to the bed. When the painting in his hand was taken away, Wu Yinian remembered, but his hands were so soft that he couldn't hold it.

She watched Leng Quanting open the painting with her own eyes, and then...

Leng Quanting raised her eyebrows slightly. This time it was different from what she sketched randomly in the study last time. Last time it was abstract, and many lines were not clear.This time, not to mention the clear lines, even the expression is very clear.

A bathrobe was only hanging on the lower body, a little loose, looming.

Slender thighs, an upper body with abdominal muscles, a stern face on strong shoulders, slightly narrowed eyes, a high nose bridge, and a slightly half-open mouth, as if talking about something.

"Are you going to learn this all this time?" Leng Quanting suddenly frowned, looking a little angry.

Wu Yinian thought about his ridicule, thought about his other situations, but never thought that he would be angry.

Could it be that she is not well drawn?
"Young Master Quan, do you think I can't draw well?"

Leng Quanting: "Okay, the painting is really good. But, Wu Yinian, have you forgotten what I said?"

Blink, what did he say?
"Your childhood dream is absolutely impossible to come true."

"What dream?"

Leng Quanting: "..." Daughter-in-law, I'm angry!Do you understand if you are angry!

You look at me so cutely, why do you make me angry?

"Oh, what you're talking about is the dream of painting a beautiful boy! Young Master Quan, you misunderstood me, so I won't go out to shame people. I just painted you. Who told you to dangle in front of me all day long? Not to eat..."

puff……

What did she say? !
"Well, I mean you have such a good figure, I really want to know what you eat." Hehe, in this way, you should be able to get away with it.

"So, you wanted this."

what?

Before Wu Yinian could think clearly, the people above suddenly pressed down, and she felt that the bed had collapsed, it was a bit heavy, and her breathing was a little unsteady.

The air seemed to be suddenly blocked, and the hot breath sprayed on the face, which was crispy and itchy.

(End of this chapter)

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