grandpa is not sick

Chapter 37
Emma, ​​for a moment thought he was chopping up a corpse!Almost freaked out!
"This, I put these on the table." Liao Kang put a stack of magazines on the table, then looked at the minced meat he was still chopping, and swallowed dryly, "Do you want to make dumplings or make dumplings?" meat pie?"

Because of his serious cleanliness, Fu Yixun almost never eats food made by others outside, so Liao Kang only thought that he was preparing dinner and asked curiously.Of course, he didn't expect to be able to catch a meal. Fu Yixun's cooking skills are said to be top-notch, but few people can eat it. It's Master Fu who doesn't think anyone is qualified to eat something he made with his own hands.

Fu Yixun didn't speak, put down the knife, washed his hands and walked over.

Liao Kang said again: "Today's exhibition went very well. Almost every piece of work was asked if it was available for purchase. Some people also asked when you will hold another auction. I also met Mr. Dong, who asked if you have time I went to his house to get together, and said that I was lucky enough to get some treasures, and I would like to invite you to have a look."

You can only get the chance to buy a work that pays a ten-cent, otherwise you have to pay a ten-cent to make him like you, then the work worth tens of millions will be given to you directly, it's a pity So far, there are very few people who can make Fu Yixun willing to make friends. Only the Queen of England and a criminal psychologist named Amon he met in the United States have received a free gift from him.

"Not interested." Fu Yixun casually picked up the top magazine and flipped through it, responding indifferently.

Liao Kang felt that he smelled driving people away, and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly noticed the ugly pottery on the table, he was startled, it was so ugly, it was definitely not made by Fu Yixun, could it be that Mo What did the young master Shuhao do?Well, it's possible that although Fu Yixun has a bad temper, he is kind to Mo Shuhao.

Fu Yixun noticed that Liao Kang was staring at the pen holder with a strange expression, the magazine in his hand was blocked, his brows were furrowed in displeasure, and Liao Kang was shocked immediately, turned and left.

Soon Fu Yixun was the only person left in the room, quiet and spotless.

"It's a shame to even make a cylinder into this shape." Fu Yixun picked up the pen holder, which he didn't know what shape it was, and turned it in his fair and beautiful hand that looked like a work of art, laughing out loud.Suddenly, the scene of her clumsily kneading clay like kneading dough, and then he gently approached behind her, with his hands on the backs of her hands, was so close that he felt panicked, and the tip of his nose was covered with her faintly following others. The stinky smell of perfume on the woman's body, the smell of different shower gels, and the sound of a thunderous heartbeat...

His hands trembled suddenly, and the things in his hands almost fell to the ground. Fu Yixun felt his face was burning hot for no reason. When he saw the things in his hands, he immediately put them back on the table like an electric shock, and picked them up again after a while and went to work. His expression is focused and bright, he holds a thin paintbrush between his white fingers, and the soft tip of the brush gently traces across the ceramic surface like a thrush...

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Fu Qingliu felt that he should apologize to Fu Yixun. Although that person was a little nervous, but he was used to it, and it seemed that he could not be friends. As a result, she had temporarily forgotten about it in the afternoon. After getting angry, she didn't eat at noon because too many people came to Shili Gallery. At dinner, she was so hungry that her stomach was rumbling, and she left after telling Chi Fei.

Chi Yuan was taken by Chi Fei's parents, so he didn't have to rush to pick up his children home from school like many parents did, so he ordered the staff in the gallery to sweep and mop the floor and wipe the picture frames, making sure the glass surface was spotless before locking it. Going to the office door, carrying the bag of garbage and leaving Shili Gallery, but before reaching the trash can, a hole was broken in the bottom of the garbage bag in his hand, and the garbage fell on the ground with a clatter. Chi Fei groaned and had to turn back The gallery takes a broom, Qingshi is the capital of art, and people in the whole city have a strong sense of sanitation, so Chi Fei would not do such unqualified things as littering.

In the end, when Chi Fei came out to clean up the garbage, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or some paintings were blown away by the wind. He always felt that the paper balls seemed to be missing a lot...

(End of this chapter)