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Chapter 23

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    Her sweet fragrance was in his nose, and the body in his arms was soft and full of warmth. Wei Xun's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air and fell down. He patted her rhythmically a few times and whispered like a coaxing child, "Go back quickly."  , take a shower and go to sleep."

    Yuan Feifei broke away from Nuannong's embrace, fearing that if she didn't leave, her selfish desires would soon overwhelm her last psychological defense line.  She opened the car door and ran into the dark road. The fog lights suddenly came on halfway. She was stunned and turned around with a smile subconsciously. Her hair was blown into the air by the night wind, and her clear eyes were revealed in the gaps between her floating hair.  Eye.

    Yuan Feifei's joined hands were shaped like trumpets. In order to prevent the sound from escaping, she shouted very loudly: "Xunxun! Can I call you that?"

    The warm light in the car dazzled his eyes, and then Wei Xun narrowed his eyes and stared at her who turned around every step of the way. Her words made him like the wrinkled leaves outside the window. He was in a daze for a while. He opened the window to let in the air.  The girl who walked away smiled brightly and waved happily to him.

    Yuan Feifei didn't think too much. After running back into the room, she prepared to take a bubble bath. She set up a desk and pencil case, stepped on the wet floor, wiped it with shower gel, and then buried it.  In hot water.

    It is smooth and comfortable.

    Yuan Feifei spread out a piece of 8k white paper and started drawing as she pleased. The feeling was like drinking a glass of Youlemei alone in the pleasant sunshine at noon in the cold winter. It was refreshing and interesting.

    The water lines caressed her skin, as smooth and delicate as if it were covered with fine white beads.

    She thought about it seriously, and found out that the reason why she failed to widen the gap in the competition was that her ideas were not bold enough and she was too late.

    To achieve a comfortable level of creation, you must start with spatial imagination, such as divergent thinking and brainstorming Immediately she sank and closed her eyes. The next moment, the room made of concrete gradually collapsed and turned into countless sticks or sticks.  Matches, reconstructed in her mind.

    Yuan Feifei was so obsessed with her thoughts that she accidentally knocked on the bathroom door. Her red forehead became slightly swollen within a few minutes. She put down the drawing paper angrily and applied some ointment to relieve the pain. There was a knock on the door.

    She thought it was Yuan¡¯s mother, so she walked to the desk with drooping slippers and continued painting, shouting over there: ¡°Come in, Mom.¡±

    "Your mother, your mother! I'm your father." As he spoke, Father Yuan muttered dissatisfiedly. After walking around like going shopping, he put the hot milk in front of her and said, "Dad specially made this for you."  Less sugar, drink it!¡±

    "Didn't you go socializing today?" As she said that, she took a sip and didn't smell the pungent smell of alcohol. She praised him for not drinking. While he was touching his chin and admiring the painting, she didn't even look around.  When I saw Yuan's mother, she blocked the painting with a guilty conscience and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Where is my mother?"

    He smiled awkwardly, and then seemed to remember something. He looked over with mysterious eyes and said, "Daughter, why do I remember that you can't draw? I haven't signed you up for a painting class."

    This is his real father. Maybe if I bring him a son-in-law, his dentures will fall off.

    Yuan Feifei had all sorts of strange thoughts running through her mind, intending to choose a perfect answer.

    Like a sudden dawn, his father realized: "You must have fallen in love with some handsome guy again! You must have secretly taught yourself in order to chase someone else."

    Generally speaking, they rarely have the opportunity to chat. No matter how full his schedule is, there will be no parent-child interaction. She has long been used to it, but she is a little surprised by his caring attitude.

    Yuan Feifei joked: "I thought you were here to talk about life, but it turns out you are here to gossip with me. I didn't expect you to be such a father."

    Yuan Feifei: "This time it's not about men. I just like painting and I can do things effortlessly."

    Father Yuan's eyes were peaceful, and he said with great relief: "This is the right thing! I used to always want to talk to you, but you pushed me out of the door before I could say a few words. Now I still have the energy to talk to you seriously.  ,very nice!"

    Yuan Feifei heard the unusualness in his words and scolded softly: "What are you talking about? You live a long life. If I bring a handsome golden turtle husband home in the future, I will have to pass your eyes. You don't want to hug me?"  Grandson?"

    Father Yuan: "You are still so young, and you are thinking about getting married? You are promising, but you rely on a man to support you. What will you do if he doesn't want you in the future?"

    "I'm not a gold digger, so I don't have to rely on others to live." As she said this, she saw his violent dry cough and hurriedly retreated as if he was afraid of infecting her. However, she had some doubts and immediately held his hand tightly.

    "This is not like the hands that were nourished in the rich days. They are full of calluses, black and strong, rough and dry, and Father Yuan's expression is as disgusting as a pimple.

    She shook it hard, feeling ominous, frowning and blurting out: "I told you not to smoke and drink. Smoking is like smoking bacon."No way, sister!  Thinking about it this way, we are the lucky ones!  "As he said this, he gave Yuan's father a hard blow. The latter had a lump in his throat and trembled with anger, "I'm Yuan Xiaodi, I'm your father, and am I still in trouble?  Why can't your mouth spit out ivory?  "

    Yuan Xiaodi¡¯s soul asked: ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you tell my sister this? Her ability to criticize people is even better than mine.¡±

    Yuan's mother: "Okay! Are you two naive?" As she said that, she pulled Yuan's father, opened and closed her red lips and said, "You too, forget it, he hasn't grown up yet, you are also stupid, right?  ? Listen to our daughter and go to a mental hospital tomorrow!"

    Father Yuan lowered his head angrily, trying to save his dignity. He coughed dryly and said with a straight face, "Isn't it inappropriate for me as a boss to go to a place like this?"

    Yuan Feifei: "I'll contact you."

    "Your qualifications shouldn't be bad, right? Do you have relevant experience? Are you professional? Don't drive me crazy when the time comes."

    "It's very comfortable."

    After she returned to her room, she took out her cell phone and planned to send a message to Wei Xun, when she saw two red dots on her wx.

    When Yuan Feifei saw that he agreed to the title "Xun Xun", she was instantly happy: "Wow, what treasure did I discover!"  Xun Xun, you actually took the initiative to send me a message!  ¡¿

    Wei Xun: [Smile jdg Should I be happy or cry? You finally responded to my message?  ¡¿

    The tone of his reply was not very like that of Wei Xun himself. Yuan Feifei was confused for a moment, then she reacted and said: [Who are you?  Junior?  ¡¿

    Wei Xun: [?  ?  ?  How did you know.  ¡¿

    Yuan Feifei: [Don¡¯t wear Wei Xun¡¯s vest!  ¡¿

    The next second ¡®Wei Xun¡¯ was changed to ¡®Xiao Si¡¯.

    Yuan Feifei: [Aren¡¯t you afraid of being chased and beaten by him?  ¡¿

    Xiaosi: [He is still reading the documents. I am afraid that he will fall into the work and even his mother won¡¯t recognize him. But what¡¯s the matter with you? You have to reply to the message now. Are you tired of it?  Also Xun Xun, I have goosebumps all over the floor.  ¡¿

    Yuan Feifei: [How long does he usually go to work?  ] After sending it, she got the exact time and when she was about to say goodbye, Xiaosi was caught off guard and sent a message.

    Xiao Si: [Do you still count what you said last time?  I'm very curious how you captured him. Ever since we met, he has never been interested in others. You are an exception, so I reluctantly agree to forget it. There should be a clever trick.]

    Yuan Feifei: [Little brother, I am thinking about your lifelong happiness, and are you asking for help? o(n_n)o]

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    I forgot to say.

    Gaosen-tall + forest

    Meifen Academy-Beautiful Leonardo da Vinci

    It¡¯s so difficult to name Hong Honghuo. The background of the college entrance examination is real, and the school is imaginary!

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