Dragon King Hall

Chapter 242 Appraise Henry Zhang

Sylvia Lin's heart was beating so hard that in the silent darkness, she could hear her heartbeat clearly.

Henry Zhang’s arms were slightly bent.

This simple movement made Lin Qinghan's whole body tense up.

what to do?Is he going to hug me?But he hasn't officially chased me yet!
Sylvia Lin was thinking wildly, and a shout came into her ears.

This call made Lin Qinghan's thoughts stop abruptly.

She turned her head slightly, and saw that the man beside her had closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Henry Zhang's state made Lin Qinghan heave a sigh of relief, but there was still a bit of reluctance in her beautiful eyes.

Dead Henry Zhang, smelly Henry Zhang!Am I just so useless and attractive, and you just fell asleep like this?
Lin asked Han to turn around angrily, facing Henry Zhang, puffing her mouth, her calf exerted a little force, as if venting her anger, she kicked Henry Zhang's ankle.

With this kick, Lin Qinghan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, she carefully looked at the face of the man in front of her, this was the first time she had looked so carefully.

Lin Qinghan slowly stretched out his small hand, put it on Henry Zhang's face, and stroked it gently. The rough skin made Lin Qinghan think of what kind of hardship this man had suffered before.

Lin Qinghan blushed with shame, shrunk her head slightly, and burrowed into Henry Zhang's arms autonomously, closed her eyes, and lying in Henry Zhang's arms, she felt an unprecedented peace of mind.

When drowsiness hit, Lin Qinghan just leaned on Henry Zhang's chest, with a seductive arc at the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep.

After Lin asked Han to fall asleep, Henry Zhang slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the woman in his arms, stretched out his other hand, and put his arms around the woman's slender waist.

The next day, the sun shines in the morning.

Lin Qinghan opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the people around him had disappeared. This feeling of emptiness made Lin Qinghan feel a sense of loss in his heart.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lin Qinghan got up from the bed, and as soon as he left the guest bedroom, he saw Milan sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at him with a smile on his face.

When Milan saw Sylvia Lin coming out of the bedroom, he teased and said: "Yo, dead girl, you got up quite early, no, your walk hasn't changed much, wouldn't you be a saint again last night?"

"What are you talking about!" Sylvia Lin gave Milan a white look, "Where are uncles and aunts?"

"The company has been very busy recently. The two of them went out early in the morning and didn't have breakfast."

"Oh." Sylvia Lin nodded, without asking any more questions, a pair of eyes kept watching in the room.

"What are you looking for? Looking for a man?" Milan got up, swayed to Sylvia Lin, and looked Sylvia Lin up and down, "Tsk tsk tsk, Zhang Xuan, Liu Xiahui, such a big beauty, sleeping with her arms all night, Didn't do anything? I didn't say that, I even looked down on him!"

"Hey! It's not good to speak ill of people behind their backs!" The door of Milan's house was opened from the outside, and Henry Zhang walked in from the door.

"Fuck, how do you have the key to my house?" Milan gave Henry Zhang a middle finger.

"Hey." Henry Zhang squinted and smiled, "Uncle Xiao already recognized me as his son last night, so he naturally gave me a key."

Henry Zhang raised his hand, and what was hanging on his hand was the key to Milan’s house.

"Come on, you, even if you come into my house, I'm in charge." Milan rolled his eyes and urged, "Hurry up and ask your wife to clean up, the art exhibition and so on will start, if you don't go, you won't even be able to find a parking space! "

As soon as Sylvia Lin saw Henry Zhang, she thought of what happened last night, and she took the initiative to get into the arms of this man. She felt her face was burning, and without saying a word, she got into the bathroom and started to wash.

Master Figer's art exhibition starts at ten o'clock in the morning, and the venue is the art center of Xidu.

As a world-renowned painting master, Master Feige is good at several styles of painting, and the meaning contained in the painting is also worthy of deep consideration. For those who like painting, the exhibition of Master Feige is definitely a kind of enjoyment.

This exhibition attracted too many people. The three of Henry Zhang arrived an hour before the exhibition started, and only managed to find a parking space, which was still far from the art center.

As soon as they walked to the entrance of the art exhibition, the three of Henry Zhang saw an annoying figure.

Yang Haifeng was standing in front of the art exhibition, with a middle-aged man beside him.

At the same time Henry Zhang and the others saw Yang Haifeng, Yang Haifeng also saw the three of them.

"Oh, boy, I admire your courage. I thought you had left Xidu overnight!" Yang Haifeng said unceremoniously when he saw Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang also chuckled, "I also admire your courage, your face doesn't hurt anymore, and you dare to talk to me like that?"

Zhang Xuan raised his palm, this action made Yang Haifeng take two steps back subconsciously, and then he raised his chest, "Boy, I don't want to have this kind of fearless argument with you, look at your outfit, if you don't understand If you want to paint, don’t come here to pretend.”

Henry Zhang didn’t speak, this kind of ridicule, he had heard too much during this time.

Yang Haifeng looked at Henry Zhang's look of not taking himself seriously, and snorted coldly, "Let's wait and see!"

There is still an hour before the exhibition begins, and there is already a long queue at the entrance of the Art Center. Milan has calculated that if you have to check tickets one by one, you will have to wait for an hour in the long queue in front of you. After all, this It is a touring art exhibition of Master Feierge, and every painting in it is worth a thousand gold, so the security must be in place.

It’s a bit boring to wait here, Milan’s eyeballs rolled around, and finally looked at Henry Zhang, she snapped her fingers and pulled Sylvia Lin’s arm, “Go, Sylvia, I’ll take you to an interesting place The place!"

After Milan finished speaking, without waiting for Sylvia Lin to answer, he pulled Lin and asked Han to walk to the other side.

Sylvia Lin followed Milan in confusion, not knowing what Milan was going to do.

Henry Zhang doesn’t care, wherever Sylvia Lin goes, it’s over where he goes.

About 15 minutes away from the art center, Sylvia Lin saw the four characters of talent market.

The signboard of this talent market was printed on an administrative building.

Sylvia Lin was a little confused, "Milan, what are you doing here, do you want to recruit?"

"No, let me estimate the price of your 2 yuan a month husband, and see how much you earn!" Milan squinted and smiled, and pulled Lin Qinghan into the talent market.

Henry Zhang followed behind the two women, a little speechless, give him an estimate?What kind of price is this estimated!

It was also the first time Lin Qinghan heard of this statement, and felt a little curious.

(End of this chapter)