How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1899 Sweet Marriage Chapter 460 That is a very ordinary painting.

Hao Xiaoman: "..."

Is this man sick?
If you don't give it, you have to, but if you give it, you will become hypocritical again.

Fortunately, she had enough concentration, otherwise the fruit knife in her hand would fly past with a 'swish', and it would be no matter where it was inserted into him!
After cutting some watermelon, dragon fruit, kiwi fruit, and cantaloupe, she washed some cherries and put them in. When she walked past the man with a fruit platter, she took a piece of watermelon and handed it to his lips.

The man still stood with his arms crossed and cold, without even looking at the piece of watermelon, he just said coldly: "Don't expect a piece of watermelon to soften my heart! I said I'm not interested in you tonight, but I'm not interested !"

Hao Xiaoman was silent: "You think too much, I just let you eat a slice of watermelon..."

"Not interested in!"

"..."

Forget it if you are not interested!fault!

She finally became impatient, and stared at him with a stern face, biting the piece of watermelon, and just about to turn around, her shoulders were suddenly grabbed, and the body that had just turned halfway was forced to turn around again.The light in front of my eyes was covered by a dark shadow that suddenly pressed down...

Accompanied by a crisp clicking sound, the small half of the watermelon exposed outside was plundered away...

She stayed where she was, watched the man straighten up quickly, and ordered coldly: "Come out, the guests have arrived."

"..."

……

The guests did arrive.

In Beifanxing's closet, there will probably always be only ironed black shirts and black suits. His complexion is naturally fair, and he likes yin and not yang. It's like a thick layer of powder.

If it weren't for that overly cold aura and innate noble temperament, most people would probably mistake him for a little boy who relies on his face for food.

Hao Xiaoman didn't expect Bei San Shao to come with him.

The Third Young Master Bei happily ate the fruit, and explained: "I became a driver for the eldest brother today! My sister is not in good health and was hospitalized again. We just came back from the hospital."

Hao Xiaoman let out a cold 'oh'.

I don't even bother to hypocritically ask how Bei Qianqian is doing, because she really doesn't care how she is, and, she really can't understand how happy Bei Sanshao is. Is it because he is happy to be a driver for his elder brother, or is it because his own sister is so happy? Was he happy to be in the hospital?

Just as she sat down on the sofa, all kinds of men who had previously ignored her with cold faces sat down next to her.

Across the sofa, Bei Fanxing's indifferent gaze slowly swept across the hand on the woman's waist, and his thin lips moved slightly: "You don't need to hint anything to me, because that won't change my mind in any way. "

Nan Mubai raised his eyebrows, and asked lightly, "So what do you mean by hint?"

The implication is self-evident, he is not showing him anything in particular, because this is how he and Hao Xiaoman usually get along.

Nan Muqing came downstairs with a few scrolls, a gentleman asked Bei Fanxing: "Do you mind if we admire it together?"

Bei Fanxing glanced at the opposite woman with a cold gaze, remained silent for a few seconds, and then nodded: "I don't mind."

Hao Xiaoman leaned over to fork a piece of dragon fruit, took a bite casually, and watched as Bei San Shao volunteered to go over and opened one of the picture scrolls.

It was a very ordinary painting.

Starry sky, sea, bonfire, grilled fish, two dogs sleeping curled up by the bonfire, two cats drooling at the grilled fish, a tall and handsome boy, and a long floral dress leaning on his shoulders girl...

(End of this chapter)