Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 292 290 Two. Why does your fiancée not want to have physical contact with you?

Jiang Chuchu has her own theoretical basis for when this kind of life harmony movement can be carried out.

Her theory is that weather, location, and harmony are indispensable.

As big as what happened that day, the emotions brewing between the two, as small as the room furnishings, incense, the texture of the bed sheets, and even the sweat stains that slipped from the abs of the man when he was panting, and how just staring at her can make you feel so much better. The burning eyes of her heart pounding.

She said it all one by one!think!Pass!

But she couldn't tell Wen Jiusi these words, as if she was picky and hypocritical...

She couldn't just run over, pat him on the shoulder, hand him a list and say, "This Mr. Wen, I don't want to have sex with you because I insist on getting married, but because I think it's my first time. Hey, you can't be so careless, you just prepare according to this list, and we can have sex when you prepare to my satisfaction."

WTF?

Thinking about it, she felt like a pervert.

With this kind of entangled mentality, Jiang Chuchu took office a few days later and became the curator of the Kyoto National Art Museum. He was promoted from Professor Bai's disciple to Director Bai's subordinate at once—this is also a result of multiple examinations. As a result, after all, an idle female painter can easily turn herself into a boudoir and dissatisfied woman.

Wen Jiusi still had to take a detour to send his fiancée to work.

Looking at the back of Jiang Chuchu's brisk steps, Wen Jiusi suddenly asked Xiao Zhao who was in the driver's seat.

"You said, why would your fiancée not want to have physical contact with you?"

Xiao Zhao was called out, and he was shocked, "This... I don't know about this."

This question is beyond the outline, too difficult, and he can't do it.

Wen Jiusi obviously expected him to answer, so he just sighed long and melancholy, "Oh, I forgot, you don't have a fiancée."

Xiao Zhao had a beeping dog expression on his face, Wen Jiu thought about it and added another sentence.

"You don't even have a girlfriend."

"..."

Seeing Xiao Zhao's resentful but compelled to be as quiet as a chicken, Mr. Wen was satisfied.

He glanced at the direction Jiang Chuchu left again, this time he couldn't even see his back, Wen Jiusi rubbed his temples, suddenly felt weak and helpless, he was a top psychiatrist, but he couldn't see through his fiancée's heart what do you think...

Jiang Chuchu first went to the office to say hello to Professor Bai.

Professor Bai was dealing with the list of recent exhibits. When he saw her coming, he happened to pile up the detailed volumes from the museum collection in her hands.

"Two new exhibition halls have been opened this year, both of which are used for themed exhibitions. If you have nothing to do, just think about what theme is good. If you have some collections in the museum, you will transfer them, and if you don't have any, you will report them... And, don't waste your spare time Don’t think you can relax just because you won the international gold medal. Without the support of follow-up works, these are all false names. Compared with the office, I would rather see you in the studio next door, understand?”

Jiang Chuchu: "..."

Professor Bai waved his hand, "Go out if you understand, I have too many things piled up here..."

Jiang Chuchu, who didn't have time to say a word, was kicked out.

So where is her office?What is she going to do today?She should take a look at those two exhibition halls first, but who should I ask to get the keys?

Jiang Chuchu wanted to scratch the door, but she didn't dare, so she had to go to the studio in despair.

Professor Bai was right in saying that without the support of follow-up works, any gold award would be a false name, and she didn't want to spread the reputation of being unworthy of virtue.

The studio was as quiet as ever, except for a goose in the corner.

Jiang Chuchu walked over unhurriedly.

Song Sirong was doing two things at once, painting and dazed at the same time, although Jiang Chuchu thought she was a bit stupid before, but this time it was obviously beyond Jiang Chuchu's expectations.

After witnessing that Song Sirong mistook black oil paint for blue oil paint and painted the whole sky, Jiang Chuchu finally couldn't bear to rescue the poor paintbrush from her hand.

"What's the matter with you, went to Jiangcheng and left Hun'er there?"

Song Sirong turned to Jiang Chuchu in a daze, and repeated, "Hun'er?"

Jiang Chuchu: "..."

Song Sirong suddenly took a deep breath, as if she had woken up, she held Jiang Chuchu's hand.

"Chuchu, I think I have met the true love of my life, you must help me."

Jiang Chuchu pulled his arm out of her clutches without smiling.

"You're not talking about Song Chuyi, are you?"

Song Sirong's face turned red in an instant, she twitched at the hem of her clothes, and then nodded frantically, "It's him, it's him, it's him."

Girl, you're singing the tune, you know...

Jiang Chuchu shook her head helplessly, "Don't be fooled by his appearance, Song Chuyi is not as harmless as he appears on the surface, be careful and count the money for others when he is sold."

Song Sirong nodded solemnly.

"Chuchu, I know everything you said."

She clenched her fists, "Even if his father is incompetent and lecherous, even if his stepmother is ambitious and single-minded in power, even if there are many young mothers out there who do everything possible to give him younger brothers and sisters, even if he is a sheep in sheep's clothing." Fox is still only thinking about how to expand his business - I still love him."

No problem.

Jiang Chuchu was in awe.

She withdrew her evaluation of Song Sirong, this girl is a person of great wisdom...

Jiang Chuchu couldn't help applauding her, "Ahem, you've only been to Jiangcheng for a few days, so you can see it thoroughly."

Song Sirong stepped heavily on the chair, "I just like him! Even if I'm cheated to death, my soul will count the money for him."

Jiang Chuchu: "..."

She once again withdrew her idea of ​​praising Song Sirong, this girl probably can generate electricity just for love, she is a stupid girl who doesn't know and fearless...

But looking at Song Sirong's face full of vigor, Jiang Chuchu suddenly felt that this is pretty good, unlike herself, in her twenties, she experienced conspiracies and schemes prematurely, and never had a day that was really easy However, when she came to Kyoto, she continued to race like a race to catch up with one goal after another. Until now, when she saw the leaves falling outside, she felt as emotional as an old man.

Jiang Chuchu looked at Song Sirong, and patted her on the shoulder old-fashionedly.

"Then go on, according to my opinion, Song Chuyi has high vision."

Song Sirong shrugged nonchalantly, "I know, he just likes you, I just try to learn from you."

Jiang Chuchu was almost choked to death by her own saliva.

"What do you say?"

Song Sirong looked at her amusedly, "Why are you nervous? It's normal. If I were a man, I would like you too. It's good for everyone if you have someone to marry."

Jiang Chuchu crossed out all the impressions of Song Sirong in her heart, leaving only one sentence of emotion: It turns out that there are people whose IQ and EQ are inversely proportional...

(End of this chapter)