Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 2 Ups and downs of catching
"You..." Yuan Feiqian was wondering why he was here, but saw a flash of astonishment in the swan-like black eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

Then, his slender index finger rested on her lips and looked towards the door.

The voice was getting closer and closer, Yuan Feiqian's heartstrings were tense.

She quickly thought about how to deal with it, and saw the swan meat kicking the drunk man who passed out, and quickly hugged her and hid behind the sofa by the wall.

With a bang, the drunk was kicked under the bed.

At the same time, the door was pushed open.

Seven or eight men and women walked in, surprised to see the empty room: "Huh? Where are the people?"

The leading girl asked, "Yuan Meng, didn't you say that Yuan Feiqian is resting here? Why is there no one?"

Yuan Meng also looked surprised: "I accompanied her here! She fell into the flower pond, and her clothes were all wet. She agreed to wait here for me to find clothes for her to change."

Someone next to him said: "I seem to have heard a voice just now, did I hear it wrong?"

"Are you in the bathroom?" Yuan Meng said, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the bathroom full of expectations, and then looked disappointed: "Not in~"

"Then let's go! The birthday party is about to begin."

"Let's go, spoil the fun."

Originally, they came to see the excitement because they heard that there was a good show, but they didn't see anything, and the crowd almost dispersed.

Seeing everyone leaving, Yuan Meng looked at the room unwillingly, frowned, and thought for a long time before leaving.

It wasn't until the voice of the people faded away that Yuan Feiqian quietly poked his head out from behind the sofa.

Determined to be safe for the time being, she patted her chest and let out a long breath.

only……

A question came from the top of the head: "Don't dare to look up at me? Are you crying? Am I a scourge?"

"No..." Yuan Feiqian's mouth twitched.

No, you are not a scourge, you are a swan!
As a face controler, she knew how charming and delicious the man opposite was, and she also knew how irresistible she was to this face.

But she has just experienced life and death, so she has to calmly review the status quo, and not be fooled by beauty.

With her head down, she looked extremely cute and demure.

A hand fell on top of the head, rubbed it, and sighed: "If you don't look at it, I won't look at it. Let's get out of here first. You have to change your clothes first."

Yuan Feiqian looked at her drenched clothes, then raised her eyes to see that the chest of the shirt on the opposite side was wet, and nodded: "Yes."

Turning around to get his bag, he suddenly heard music playing.

Yuan Feiqian looked at the phone, and the word "Yuanmeng" caught his eye.

At the same time, she heard the sound of running quickly outside the door.

With the door being pushed open with a "bang", Yuan Meng stood there with an excited look on the bed: "You are indeed here!"

Yuan Feiqian turned her head in panic, only to find that the man who was there just now was gone!
With a sigh of relief, she asked Yuan Meng who strode into the room and looked around: "Did you bring the replacement clothes?"

Yuan Meng didn't answer, and walked directly to the back wall of the sofa, with a triumphant smile on the corner of her mouth.

Then, with a look of disappointment: "Why not?"

Yuan Feiqian felt that her heart was riding a roller coaster, with thrilling ups and downs.

With a slightly cold face, she asked Yuan Meng: "What do you mean?"

Yuan Meng was a little guilty, but raised her chin slightly, full of contempt: "What can I mean? Is it because I am afraid that you will lose face of our Yuan family by doing something embarrassing. Hmph!"

It wasn't until her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor that Yuan Feiqian closed the door and said softly: "People are gone, come out."

(End of this chapter)