President Daddy, let go of my mommy

Chapter 629

For the fate of being used as a shield, Fu Sisi had already dealt with it calmly, but Gu Qiqi's nonsense made up really made her annoyed, and scolded: "What's the use of praise, it's true to give some Grandpa Mao Yes, curse me like this every day, my family is fine."

Gu Qiqi only heard her mention that her grandma had a bad temper, and immediately felt that it was not good to say that, so she tugged at the corner of her clothes with a smile: "I was wrong, how about treating you to a meal some other day to make amends? "

"He wanted to bribe me with just one meal, it's a good idea." Fu Sisi didn't bend down for a meal, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, and quickly rescued her, which was about to wrinkle into the corner of her clothes.

"It's not because you are so beautiful to me." Gu Qiqi bared her teeth and smiled more gently, but her eyes shone slightly.

Fu Sisi's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and she rushed over with bared teeth and claws: "Gu Qiqi, you dare to laugh at me, see if I don't tear you apart."

Fu Sisi was pestered by a guest recently, um... To put it nicely, it should be the kind of chasing of a gentleman chasing a lady, but unfortunately Fu Sisi hates that kind of serious young man the most.

We must know that the recruitment criteria of the gallery at the beginning was that girls must be gentle and artistic.

Hitting someone's head with a flower seems to have nothing to do with being gentle, but Fu Sisi has long wanted to do that.

Gu Qiqi laughed until she shook her body slightly, and said while dodging: "Master Xue likes you so gentle, gentle! Gentle! Quick, put your claws away. Otherwise, you will be exposed."

The two gentle people in the gallery finally showed their true nature.

"I don't think I'll teach you a lesson today." Fu Sisi casually tossed back the hair blown in front of her, and came over with her fists clenched.

"Knock, buckle..." The knock on the door sounded inappropriately.

During the break time, the two of them usually stay in the studio. The sound insulation here is good. Occasionally, they will paint a few works, and the boss will see them and praise them a few times.

Usually no one comes to bother.

In just three seconds, Gu Qiqi raised her eyes and saw that the corners of Fu Sisi's lips curled up slightly, filled with a faint halo of light, her hair and clothes were neat as if nothing had happened just now.

"Fake it, someone must have heard your tigress' voice." Gu Qiqi stomped his feet angrily, cursed her in a low voice, kept walking towards the door, and said softly, "Who is it?"

Fu Sisi found the last strand of uneven hair, which was finely smoothed out, and smiled Qiaoxi: "The sound insulation here is good."

Someone once put music on in the studio to paint, but they couldn't hear it outside.Why is the sound insulation so good in a studio? Gu Qiqi really doesn't understand what Boss Wang is thinking.

The male voice outside the door was slightly cramped: "Miss Gu, um, is Miss Fu here? Mr. Xue is here."

It is easy to tell that it is a new colleague who has a shy personality, but when he is painting, he turns into another person every minute.

The gallery says it’s not too big, and it still takes a lot of effort to find someone, and it’s not because of the bad habits of the boss. It’s called artistic creation without distractions.

Basically, when going to work, employees are required to turn off their mobile phones.

When Gu Qiqi looked at Fu Sisi again, he knew that no one who studies art has a normal brain.

When she thought this way, she forgot that she was also an artist.

"She's here, I see, thank you." Gu Qiqi replied softly, her gaze fell on Fu Sisi.It couldn't be moved anymore.

Hearing that there seemed to be no sound outside the door, Fu Sisi snorted and stared back at Gu Qiqi: "Don't mess with me, I'm in a bad mood."

Don't think that she can't see the sneer in Gu Qiqi's gaze.

Why is that person surnamed Xue here again?The moment Fu Sisi opened the door and went out, Fu Sisi's frowned brows instantly smoothed out, as if an iron had been ironed.

It's not a day or two since this colleague has been fierce to her behind her back, Gu Qiqi has long been used to it, but she just blinked at the word 'Lao Tzu' and quickly chased her out.

"Will you marry him?" Gu Qiqi and Fu Sisi walked side by side, stepping gracefully, and asked in a low voice.

Gu Qiqi inexplicably remembered the contractual marriage that Zhan Mingxi said, her mother was not at home, and after Ren Yuemin had the secret kitchen conversation last time, she didn't dare to talk about such issues, so she didn't have anyone to talk to.She really wanted to hear what marriage should be like in the eyes of women.

Mr. Xue has been chasing Fu Sisi for half a year, and there should be no doubt about his deep affection.In fact, from Gu Qiqi's point of view, the conditions are suitable in all aspects, and he held Fu Sisi close to his heart for fear of losing it, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

If Fu Sisi agreed to Mr. Xue, she would not be surprised, and would be more happy for Fu Sisi, and found the destination she entrusted her whole life to.

People in the world often say that parents' precepts and deeds are very important, and it can be seen from Gu Qiqi. Gu Hua is a very traditional Chinese man, and his daughter is also on the road of traditional Chinese women. .

"Gu Qiqi." Fu Sisi drooped her eyes, her eyelashes were as long and dense as the wings of a butterfly. Under the light and shadow, she opened the long shadows and looked at her newly made nails. She seemed to let out a low voice: "If your brain is bad, Well, stay away from me."

"What kind of skill do I have? I have the ability to send out good people cards." No one nearby heard this, but it fell into Gu Qiqi's ears without a word. She stopped where she was, with an expression like she had eaten a fly. If anyone says that there are 100% gentle women in this world, she will definitely be the first to jump out and object.

Gu Qiqi was a few steps behind Fu Sisi, walking behind her.Sows... No, sick cats will bite people when they are in a hurry!
Today the gallery is very lively, with crowds of people, it seems that it is not that easy to find someone at a glance, but Gu Qiqi saw the tall and thin Mr. Xue at a glance.

Because he saw Fu Sisi approaching with sharp eyes, and greeted her with a smile: "Miss Fu is so beautiful today."

Gu Qiqi turned his face away and raised his eyebrows, saying that it is not an exaggeration to see stars in Mr. Xue's eyes. The industry has a collective name for this kind of expression - idiot face.

It's a pity that this idiot not only has no vision, but also has poor emotional intelligence. It's been more than half a year, and he still eats Miss Fu every time.

It is absolutely impossible not to praise women for their good looks. It is too tiresome to say this every time.

Besides, is it only good today?
Gu Qiqi seemed to see the veins under Fu Sisi's bangs twitch, and in the blink of an eye, nothing was there.

People who don't know will definitely think it's their own illusion.

"Hello, Mr. Xue, I wonder how I have time to come to the gallery today?" Fu Sisi's eyes were alienated and polite, with a standard smile on her face, her eight teeth were like fine white jade, carefully crafted to become a top grade.

There were a lot of people moving Mengbu's paintings outside. Gu Qiqi reckoned that Mr. Xue should have sent them over. He loves painting like his life but he doesn't know how to paint. In the past, he often sent them over for sale by galleries.

Gu Qiqi led a guest to introduce the paintings he was interested in, and happened to be next to Fu Sisi and the others, trying to concentrate on listening to what they were talking about.

Mr. Xue only had Fu Sisi in his eyes, and his tone was a little excited: "I haven't seen you for three days, it's like three years."

"..." Gu Qiqi pursed her lips, trying not to laugh. This Mr. Xue is a solid cultural person, and the spittle that spewed out was probably the color of ink.

Compared to Gu Qiqi's concentration, Fu Sisi was obviously not moved at all, and said with a smile: "Mr. The momentum is good, and the painting has a good insight, please..."

In terms of the ability to distort other people's ideas, among the people present, Fu Sisi considered the second, so no one would dare to recognize the number one, right?
How can the correct intention not be passed on to the beloved?Mr. Xue stood still, red spread to the ears: "I am not here, Miss Fu, listen to me..."

Seeing that Mr. Xue's face changed greatly in anxiety, and compared with his usual look of being a scholar who is only a book away, Gu Qiqi really has a bad intention, and wants to see what will happen to him when he is most anxious. .

"Mr. Xue, what do you think of Mr. L's starry sky?" Fu Sisi smiled slightly on the surface, but forcefully interrupted Mr. Xue's words, making him unable to continue.

What color and line are the paintings on the wall? Mr. Xue is not interested in looking at them. He is so anxious and unable to jump. In this situation, he can't be a gentleman. He took Fu Sisi's hand and came to another picture Before, the difference is that this painting is covered with a white cloth, so nothing can be seen.

A big event was about to happen, Gu Qiqi's heart skipped a beat, and she seemed to naturally lead the guest to come to Fu Sisi's side again. She had long been familiar with the interpretation, and she stretched her ears to hear Fu Sisi's thin voice.

"Mr. Xue, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it another day. Don't do anything." Fu Sisi withdrew her hand without a trace, only her voice was graceful, and her eyes towards Mr. Xue were already icy cold.

This is... the legendary good guy card? !
Gu Qiqi excitedly accelerated the speed of the introduction, regardless of the guest's confused expression.

Mr. Xue didn't seem to understand what Fu Sisi meant, and he didn't accept the good card for a long time. Relying on his mastery, he easily peeled off the white cloth with a wave of his palm.

"Wow!"

"This is……"

……

The voices of clapping and applauding coincided with each other, Gu Qiqi dedicated the last sentence of the commentary, then turned to look at it, it was a picture drawn with colored pencils, light pink and light yellow X colors echo each other, depicting a woman named Qianqian Smiling, with long hair hanging on her chest, her eyes are gentle.

This is Fu Sisi, not Fu Sisi.It should be said that the appearance is that of Fu Sisi, but the soul is not her.

Even if she deliberately pretends to be gentle, anyone who knows her nature can see the unruliness in her eyes.

Someone has already recognized Fu Sisi, coupled with Mr. Xue's affectionate eyes, after repeated associations, it is not difficult to know what happened.

(End of this chapter)