How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1901 Sweet Marriage Chapter 462 See how much love your Brahman brother has.

Hao Xiaoman didn't understand what this meant to him.

Enduring the severe pain in her waist, she calmly turned her head and smiled at him: "It's quite beautiful, such a romantic painting, even a woman would like it."

The man pressed his hand to his forehead with the cigarette in his hand, as if mocking: "You like it so much that you don't even notice the fruit falls on the ground?"

Hao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, followed her gaze and looked down, only to find the dragon fruit under his feet.

Immediately, he closed his eyes in annoyance.

She leaned over to pick it up and threw it into the trash can. She raised her head and continued to smile calmly: "It's getting late. If Mr. Bei is fine, you should go back and rest early."

As soon as the words were finished, Nan Muqing laughed unhurriedly: "Xiao Man, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate for you to drive my guests away like this?"

If you don't rush, don't rush.

If you can't provoke her, can you still hide?
She continued to smile without changing her face: "Since this is the case, then you can entertain your guests to your heart's content, big brother. Mu Bai and I are tired, so let's go to rest first."

The Third Young Master Bei suddenly said, "Well, sister-in-law, didn't you just say that you like this painting? Brother, I think these words are similar. Why don't you choose one, and give the remaining two pictures to me and my sister-in-law?" Already!"

Bei Fanxing flicked the smoke between his fingers, and his thin lips drew an arc without warmth: "No, let her pick it out first."

The arms around his waist became tighter and tighter, Hao Xiaoman had to take a deep breath as hard as he could to hold back the pain.

She smiled politely: "Since Mr. Bei specially asked someone to draw it, then I think it's better not to win people's love, not to mention that if I really like it, Mu Bai will naturally ask someone to draw it for me."

The man raised his eyebrows, and threw out two words in an unhurried manner: "Is that so..."

The cool and cold tone didn't reveal much emotion, but it made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

Hao Xiaoman didn't want to continue to entangle with them, so he quickly hugged the man's narrow waist, raised his head and gave Nan Mubai a fake smile that couldn't be faker: "Shall we go upstairs?"

The man bowed his head, and also gave her a half-smile: "Okay!"

Hao Xiaoman couldn't even fake a smile now.

She couldn't hear what emotions were hidden in Bei Fanxing's "is it?", but she could clearly smell the wind and rain coming from the man's cheerful "okay"...

I hope she can live to tomorrow with sound limbs.

... The man who declared that he was not interested in her tonight, kept tossing until four o'clock in the morning.

Don't forget to sneer and sneer: "Look at your brother Fanxing, how much love is there, if you lose a painting, you have to make such a fuss and find someone to repaint it."

Hao Xiaoman pretended to sleep with his eyes closed.

In fact, she couldn't understand the behavior of the Northern Brahma Bank.

Now that the painting has been lost, then find someone to paint 100 more, no matter how similar the painting is, it will not be exactly the same as the original one.

What's the point of guarding a fake?
She didn't even know how many of her things he still had, how long he planned to keep them, and what he wanted to do with them.

The body was forcibly turned upside down by the man: "Tell me, apart from piano and painting, what else have you learned from him?"

Hao Xiaoman refused to answer this question.

She's not stupid, and now she finally has a sign of being able to sleep well, so she won't foolishly stir up his anger again.

If one fails, my life will be explained here.

(End of this chapter)