One Night Bride: Living with the Bad CEO

Most of the shops on both sides of the street are antique shops, second-hand bookstores and jewelry shops. The small shops are next to each other, with an extremely wide variety of products. Lei Haotian held his heart's hand and looked leisurely as he wanted, and bought a lot of small things, such as warm earmuffs Leather hats, carefully woven straw sandals, an assortment of earrings and pendants, all kinds of weird amulets, chic small bags, old posters, forged documents, antiques, sculptures, doll sets with images of previous Russian leaders ...Let Lei Haotian carry all of them, and put his arms around his arm with his heart, laughing and joking.

It has to be said that this kind of life is simple and happy, and it is a brand new experience for Lei Haotian.

Passing through countless shops and coming to a slightly larger square, my heart is attracted by the street painters.Yesterday she was too embarrassed to let everyone wait for her because there were so many people, but today there are only her and Lei Haotian, so naturally they can play however they want.

"Shall we take a group photo?" She raised her eyebrows.

Lei Haotian can agree on anything, as long as she is happy, the loot he scooped up by the heart in his hand will disappear in a blink of an eye, and the heart doesn't care, saying that it's a two-person trip, if there is really no one to protect her in the dark Do not believe. [

The two sat relaxed on the pier of a certain stone bridge, and the street painter calmly integrated the two into his painting. After half an hour, an oil painting of two people leaning on the bridge fell to Lei. Haotian's hands.

Lei Haotian casually gave the street painter two thousand rubles, holding the oil painting in his heart and sighing deeply.

"what happened?"

"The painting is really good. I don't know how many times better than the students of the Academy of Fine Arts who are so stereotyped." Xingan has a friend who is in the Academy of Fine Arts. She usually likes to hang out with friends, and occasionally she is a model for them when she is interested. The level of painting is far inferior to that of street painters. Hey, the college education is pathetic.

Lei Haotian rubbed her hair, hugged her and continued to walk forward.

Heart put away the painting, "When I get home, frame it and hang it in the bedroom. This painting is very contagious, and I can even feel a strong friendship from it..." She said with a very cherished look, and then He frowned again and said: "Those high-achieving students who were born in the class, the things drawn are dry and lifeless, and some are just skills and skillful use of colors. Sure enough, to do anything, the first thing you need is comprehension, that kind of burning passion, A lifeless thing, no matter how good it is, is a group of painters, the street performer just now deserves to be called a painter."

Lei Haotian didn't comment on her thoughts, and dragged her into a very quiet coffee house. The two of them sat by the window leisurely, enjoying the music and hot bitter coffee quietly.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Xingan did it for a while, and Lei Haotian flipped through the newspaper casually.

When Xingan came out of the bathroom, he found that the man was playing with a baby in his hands. The posture of holding the baby was not right, which made the baby in his arms cry non-stop.

But he is extremely patient and wants to make the little baby happy, but no matter how much he can do on weekdays, no matter whether you are kind or fierce, the little baby in his arms will not eat his tricks.

Xingan walked over, stared at him and the baby in his arms in surprise, and chuckled: "Lei Haotian, I only left for a moment, and you gave me an illegitimate child? Tell me quickly? Which woman will give it to you?" raw?"