Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 101 The Deceitful Bride 10: He Saw It! (2 more 1)

She turned the painting over and turned it over and looked at it for a long time.

Suddenly, she couldn't help but "puchier" laughed.

——Why do you suddenly feel that the scholar who is clearly doing that thing in this painting, but still maintains a dignified face, is especially in line with her uncle's temperament?
Such an association would be fatal. When she looked at the painting again, she would unconsciously substitute the face of her uncle.

Tsk, look at this posture with flushed cheeks, but still sitting upright, with a book in his hand... Ouch, why are you so awkward?
It's over, it's a good painting, she is so happy to lie on the table now that she can't get up.

As long as she was lying on the table, she didn't pay attention to when the door of the store behind opened.

When she had laughed enough and sat up straight, she realized that there was someone behind her.

His breath was on the side of her neck, and his warm body temperature had already surrounded her.

Such an ambiguous atmosphere caused the pores of her whole body to explode slightly, and her whole body felt numb and stiff for a moment.

So when she shifted her gaze to his eyes——

Only then did she realize that he was already looking down at the paintings on the table with relish!

"what!"

She hurriedly tried to cover the painting, but in her panic, she stretched out her hand to cover it indiscriminately, and it turned out that it was furniture or something, and it didn't cover it in the right place!
She was so embarrassed that she could only shout hastily, "Close your eyes!"
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Her hand was gently held down.

She trembled and hurried out of the way, and nothing could stop the painting.

He hugged her almost from behind, even though there was no direct contact between their bodies, and there was still air between each place... However, his body temperature and breath were too intrusive, and they were all leaking through. After passing through the air, it densely surrounded her layer by layer invisible.

And his breath was breathed on her temples and the side of her neck.

"You were smiling so happily just now... so you were watching this." There was an inexplicable laziness in his voice, as if the strings of a zither were being picked up and picked up slowly, not too fast or too slow, "I thought at first, you What farce are you watching..."

Ye Qingluan started to feel dizzy, she knew it was impossible, so she quickly calmed down, "Where's the funny thing? You're thinking too much!"

She reached out decisively and slapped both of his hands away, "Don't make trouble! I ordered this painting for Wu Niang and Cui Sizhi! I just got it back, and it wasn't for looking at it, I just have to inspect it!"

Immediately, the hands and feet were quickly rolled up and tied firmly.

The moment it was fastened, she quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Gunny, she wasn't as nervous as this when she watched comics with connotations with her sisters in the dormitory.The style at that time still had good pictures to share with good sisters, and they even huddled together, discussing various details... How could she be so nervous when it was changed to her uncle?

Could it be because her uncle's aura fits so well with the scholar in this painting?

For a moment just now, she had inexplicably imagined what her uncle should look like in this scene... Could it be that she also seemed to be sitting upright, but in fact, cough cough, her cheeks were pink, and she was panting like silk?

... At that moment, she had a slight desire to play tricks.Play tricks on her uncle.Just like all these years, when she saw him studying seriously, she deliberately teased him.

well!She quickly shouted in her heart: What are you thinking about, I can't think about it anymore!
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She quickly threw the scroll under the table, then clapped her hands, "I'll send it to Wu Niang later, collect the money and leave!"

She had completed a whole set of movements, but he still didn't move at all, still maintaining the posture of embracing her from behind.

Her heartbeat was almost racing, but his breath was damnably undisturbed.It was as if such a gesture really had no effect on him.His heart is pure, only she is thinking wildly.

He just chuckled, turned his head and asked her, "...So, this painting is the one painted by Mr. Qin?"

She said, "Mu'er is back? Did Mu'er tell you?"

He raised his eyebrows slantingly, "Yeah."

"This little bastard..." She let out a mournful cry and lay down on the table.

But he was full of interest, "Mu'er came back and said that Auntie is eager to ask Mr. Qin for this painting..."

She gritted her teeth, "I am anxious, but I am not for the painting itself!"

He leaned over and looked at her, "Then why are you doing it? Could it be... because Cui Sanlang is going on a long trip?"

Then she breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, yes."

He couldn't help narrowing his long eyes, "...because it will take many days to see him?"

She nodded, "Yeah!"

But she was surprised immediately, and couldn't help raising her eyes to look at him, "Is this what Mu'er told you?"

For some reason, she seemed to see a sullen look on his face.Although there is only a thin layer, it really does exist.

She could only grit her teeth, "You little bastard, he might as well just sell his mother out!"

What else is that little bastard who can't see and dare not say it?
That's enough, she will have no more privacy in the future.From now on, she will be a transparent person, with a selfless and generous heart!

"Are you worried?" He asked lazily in her ear again.

She said happily, "No, I'm not worried. What are you worrying about? The so-called don't bite if you have too many lice, and don't worry if you have too many debts."

But he leaned closer to her again, "Come find me..."

She was startled, and quickly shrugged her shoulders, "Not for now!"

She knew that he could help her, but... How dare she always use that method!
But he sighed quietly, "But what should I do? The matter of that painting aroused Mu'er's curiosity. He just asked me for a long time, and he wanted to know what was painted in that painting, which could make me feel better. His mother is so anxious."

"Ah!" Ye Qingluan was about to explode, "Why is he curious about everything? Is this what he should be curious about?"

He leisurely replied, "Of course not."

so what should I do now?
When these words rolled through her mind, she shrank into a ball even more, and subconsciously glanced at him very quickly.

Uncontrollably, his gaze crossed the line of his lips.

His lips are perfectly smooth, like a picture.

There was a dimple under her lips, which clenched her mind tightly.

She knew that this would not work, so she stood up vigorously, "What, I should send the painting to Saburo!"

As soon as she turned around, before she could stand still, she was hooked into his arms.

"Hey!--"

But at this moment, it was unnecessary for her to shout anything, because he completely ignored it.

His lips were already covered in a calm and leisurely manner.

It is as gentle as the wind, gliding over it lightly, just like tasting Zeng Chun tea lightly, with a faint fragrance between the teeth and cheeks.

Really, he is very restrained, not excessive at all, but... Her mind is in a mess.

(End of this chapter)