Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 53
Standing on the ladder steps, holding the picture frame high with both hands, the clothes stretched out to outline a graceful figure.

But how can a girl do this kind of work?Song Chenyi frowned and strode forward.

Is this painting so difficult to hang?Why the buckle on the back of the frame couldn't fit the hook on the wall, Wei Ran didn't dare to put down his hands, so he could only hold on to the painting, his body was already a little sweaty.I moved my feet and wanted to come down first. It seems that this painting can only be hung after Tangtang arrives.

Suddenly stepping on the air with the left foot, and unable to hold the ladder, it will only make the ladder fall down.

It was too late and then too soon, Song Chenyi saw this and ran over in a few strides, his strong and powerful arms wrapped around Weiran's slender waist, and the other hand dragged her legs and hugged her down firmly. .

"Ah." Wei Ran couldn't help screaming, it scared her to death.

Looking at her pale face, Song Chenyi's heart trembled, if he wasn't there just now, did this woman just fall off like this?Thinking of this, his complexion sank.Seeing that she was still holding the painting tightly to her chest with both hands, her face was even more unkind.

"Just so reluctant to paint?" If you fall, you will definitely throw the painting away, and then you can support yourself with your hands on the floor.But what's the matter with this woman, why is she still holding on to this dead painting?
The more I thought about it, the more depressed I got, but luckily he caught up.

Wei Ran is still afraid of the scene just now, she is not made of iron, if she falls, it will definitely hurt.Thinking of this, his eyes turned red.Hearing what he said suddenly, and looking down at his hands holding the painting, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed and blushed.

Cai Tangtang heard the cry, and hurriedly left the customer behind and came out, "What's the matter, Xiao Ran?"

It's just... What's the situation, shouldn't she run out.

The man's big hands were still supporting Weiran's waist, frowning and staring at her dissatisfiedly.And Weiran lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, holding the painting in her hands and sticking her whole body to his chest.What a concubine's intentions...

Hearing the third person's voice, Song Chenyi raised his face and looked at Cai Tangtang, only that hand.No movement at all.

Weiran has come to her senses at this time, feeling that hand on her waist is getting hotter and hotter like a branding iron, even she feels her whole body is getting hot.

"Thank you just now." Fortunately, there is him... "Just. Can you put your hand down?" Wei Ran pretended to be indifferent and said to him.

Song Chenyi looked at her blushing face expressionlessly, took his hands away from her slender but unusually soft waist without changing his expression, took the picture frame in her hand and turned around, smiling.

Under the gaze of Ji Weiran and Cai Tangtang, he stepped up the stairs neatly, raised the picture frame with one hand and buckled it against the wall, and then stepped down a few steps, a series of movements were completed in one go.

Wei Ran looked at that handsome figure, the corners of her eyes twitched, how could it be so easy for someone to do something... Cai Tangtang raised her eyebrows and looked at the pair of people, forget it, she should go greet her God of Wealth.

"In the future, don't do this kind of thing yourself, you can call me." Song Chenyi said in a calm voice.

Wei Ran responded with a muffled voice, the atmosphere made her a little overwhelmed, as if she was a little bit taken aback.ambiguous.

"Painting, I'm almost done with that painting." Seeing that he still had a sullen face, she said softly.The Mayor Song hadn't been in the gallery for many days, and now she could only think that he came for this.

But now Song Chenyi is upset when he hears the word painting, but he is still worried about scaring the beauty, so he put his face away and asked, "Isn't this a leisure area, why do we have to hang paintings? Why don't you ask someone to help?"

Weiran told him about the mass painting pavilion, "I have hung up all the other paintings well, but this last one..." At the end of the day, he felt a little bit lacking in confidence, this man's aura is so strong.But why is she so cautious that he will be angry?

As soon as Song Chenyi left the gallery, he received another call from Situ Hua.

"Fox! Didn't you say you want to save me, hurry up and pick me up to your house..."

The next afternoon.

Zhou Weihong took the painting to find Song Chenyi, came to the door and knocked.

"Come in." Song Chenyi's steady voice sounded from the office.

Zhou Weihong hugged the picture frame, and sealed the outer layer with white paper.

"Mayor, this is the painting you want." Zhou Weihong said with a smile, he will definitely be praised.The mayor said that he would paint the day after tomorrow, but he brought it here today. This efficiency...

Song Chenyi looked up at him steadily, and then looked at the time.

"I'll go with me to a place after get off work. I'll put this painting in yours first." Originally, this painting had to find a reason to take it to the gallery, but what she said about the crowd painting pavilion yesterday really inspired him again. .When I think of that woman, I think of the feeling of holding her.

Don't ask where the ecstasy is, just keep it in your heart.

Zhou Weihong sat in Song Chenyi's car, thinking that the mayor's car was really unusual.Although the appearance is low-key, the decoration inside is much more high-end compared with other people.

"Mayor, don't you want to take a look at the painting?" This was the painting his niece told him last time she was praised by the teacher, and she insisted on giving it to him.Now that he took it out, if the villain knew about it, he didn't know if he would cry.

Isn't the painting pavilion of the masses just hanging everyone's paintings?He is also one of the crowd.

"No, you said yesterday that this is your sister's daughter's painting?"

"Yeah. I've been studying painting for a year, and she gave it to me."

When the two came to the gallery, Cai Tangtang knew without looking that he was looking for Weiran, and pushed Weiran beside him.

But Zhou Weihong suddenly felt that something was wrong, the mayor was right to bring a painting to the gallery.The key is his painting...

Ji Weiran turned around and looked at Song Chenyi.

"Miss Ji, do I have a painting to hang in your gallery?"

Wei Ran was puzzled, but replied according to the process: "There is a painting pavilion for the masses here, but it also depends on the quality of the paintings, and the more outstanding ones can be hung in a more conspicuous place."

outstanding?He didn't know if the show was good or not, "Then see if this picture can be hung in the center of the hall." Zhou Weihong, who was behind her, stepped forward bravely, lifted the curtain, and tore off the white paper.

"..."

Wei Ran looked at the painting, but didn't understand what this man was up to. "Mr. Song, I'm planning to set up a bulletin board at the entrance of the gallery. Can you put this in there?"

Cai Tangtang couldn't help laughing, the man brought a crayon drawing here to do something.Although this lotus painting is ok...

"..."

Song Chenyi stepped out of the gallery in the evening sunlight, and Zhou Weihong followed behind him holding the picture frame with a bitter face.

"How old is your niece?" The voice was tepid.

(End of this chapter)