Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 53
Cang Mo took the lock, closed the door himself, and locked the door with a bang.

Putting the key into his pocket, he said to Xin'er with a stern face: "No one is allowed to enter this room without my order. Be careful this time, if you don't fulfill your duty, you will be punished for the same crime."

Xin'er knelt down with a "plop", kowtowed and said, "Yes, I have remembered."

Cang Mo ignored her, took the painting and left.

Qiu Yishui could hear clearly inside, it turned out that she was locked up again, and there was nothing new about it.It's just adding a lock, what's the big deal.

After a whole night of tossing around, she was already tired, so she scrambled onto the bed and fell asleep.Of course Qiu Yishui didn't know, this time it wasn't just as simple as shutting her up.

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Cang Mo rolled up the painting and returned to his bedroom.

It was getting late, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.Sitting at the desk, by candlelight, I spread out the painting in my hand.After a quick look, there are at least dozens of paintings, it seems that this girl is quite angry with him.

The deacon's father-in-law brought in a silver tray with the concubine's brand on it, and presented it in front of him.

Cang Mo didn't even look at it, he waved his hand and said, "Take it off."

The deacon's father-in-law was not surprised at all, he took the silver plate and bowed back.

Cang Mo sat at the table, looking at the shining candles.

Thinking about it, since he married her, he has never favored another woman.At first it was because it was inconvenient to be favored during the big wedding.No matter what status she is, whether he likes her or not, he still has to live with his face.

Later, it seemed that I lost interest.

Looking at the horrific portrait of herself on the table, Cang Mo suddenly had a childlike innocence, and had a childish thought, she could ruin herself, so couldn't he return an eye for an eye and ruin her?
When you say action, you will act. Cang Mo spread out a piece of white paper, dipped a brush in ink, and drew Qiu Yishui's appearance with a swipe.He hardly thought about it, and in just a moment, Qiu Yishui's agile figure appeared vividly on the paper.

She stood under a big tree, looking up at the purple radish on the tree, with a charming and angry look.Whether angry or happy, she is always so true and natural, without any hypocrisy.

With her like this, how could he bear to add any flaws?Cang Mo put down his pen.

But seeing his own portrait on the case in a blink of an eye, Cang Mo's face couldn't help but sink.

(Today's update is complete. Have a New Year's Eve dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala. Happy New Year, dear friends, and auspicious Year of the Tiger!)
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