lover beside

Chapter 349

Qing Huan pouted and watched Qing Jin busy.

His large workbench is covered with cloth and Aoki's photos.Although she is beside him, it seems that Qing Jin is actually closer to Aoki Shan face to face.

The phone rang and it was Catherine.Qing Huan smiled lightly, "Oh? You want to eat delicious food again. Well, okay, I don't have anything important today. Okay, see you later."

Qing Jin raised her head from the cloth, "Catherine? I haven't heard of any of your friends with this name before."

Qing Huan nodded, "This is a new acquaintance. It's a painter. It's very unique. I got to know her after seeing her paintings."

Qing Jin said like a wronged child, "Then you are going out to accompany this Catherine again today, regardless of your husband and me?"

Qing Huan said with a resentful smile, "Why do you still need me to accompany you? Look, the table is full of Qiao Xiaoqianxi, I, a yellow-faced woman, should hurry up and show off!"

Qing Jin rushed out from the side of the table, hugged Qing Huan's waist, and hugged Qing Huan in place.Qing Huan shouted in shock, "Qing Jin, put me down!"

Qing Jin hugged her badly, "Don't let go! See if you continue to talk nonsense."

Qing Huan was embarrassed. Hearing the footsteps outside the door, he lowered his voice, "Oh, you...we are all old men and old women. If we continue to behave like this, the workers will laugh at us. Besides, Mu Yang may be a little bit later. return……"

Not only did Qing Jin not let go, but she tickled Qing Huan's waist with her fingers, "He also said, huh? I explained it to you so clearly, and you still use Aoki Shan as an example. Scoundrel, I am Didn't it mean that you were too 'in the cold' these two days? Otherwise, I'll simply stop working today and go meet that Catherine with you, how about it?"

Qing Jin was joking, but Qing Huan also knew his temperament, he was serious.

In fact, Qingmu Shan, although Qing Huan was somewhat concerned, but it was not serious enough to make her really jealous and run away from Qing Jin's side.

Judging from the outline of the photo, Aoki Shan really has [-]% of her shadow when she was young.It is not so much that she is eating Aoki Shan, it is better to say that she is eating her own youth.

No woman is completely free from fear of aging.The so-called fading and falling in love, although she believed in Qingjin, occasionally a small lack of self-confidence would surge up in her heart.

Hearing that Qing Jin said that she would go with her to meet Catherine, Qing Huan still smiled and pushed Qing Jin away, "Shhh, stop talking nonsense. You missed the meeting of the Designers Association last time in order to rush back. This time Customers are waiting to get your samples. If you delay any longer, I feel guilty. You are busy at home. I will go out and have lunch with Catherine and I will come back. Let them cook for you at home. If Catherine’s craftsmanship is good, I might bring some back for you to taste. As compensation, I will cook for you tonight! What do you want to eat, how about making dumplings?”

Qing Jin also smiled and let go, "Okay, let's make dumplings together tonight! Call Mu Yang and Ko'er over."

Qing Huan narrowed his eyes and looked at Qing Jin, "You want to..."

Qing Jin laughed loudly, "If I don't help my son, who will? If you do it and the marks are too heavy, I'll do it!"

Qing Huan went out with a smile, waves of warmth in her heart.

In fact, I really envy my son, after all Mu Yang has parents like her and Qing Jin behind him.Where is it like she was back then, her mother's obstruction almost drove her crazy...

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Catherine was busy in the kitchen, so Qing Huan lifted off the pure white silk covering Catherine's paintings one by one, and looked at Catherine's completed and half-finished paintings one by one.

Catherine's way of cooking is a bit weird. She said that she has integrated the food culture of South American Indians. The pot is full of corn and beans, and Qing Huan can't help at all.

Qing Huan suddenly quieted down for a long time.

Catherine raised her eyes from the kitchen, and saw Qing Huan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at a portrait as if she had calmed down.

Catherine felt a pang of sadness in her heart.Yes, she was really destined to fall in love with this woman Qing Huan.There are paintings all over the room, some are thick and colorful, some are deliberately pursuing bizarre visual experience, some are chasing after the social atmosphere, and there are even her experimental paintings that combine the techniques of oriental ink painting and western oil painting... ...But only that painting attracted Qing Huan's attention.

Because that painting is...

her ex-husband.

The doorbell rang suddenly.Qing Huan couldn't help but look back.Catherine is Catherine, even the door bell is used as "Radetzky March" dazzlingly, which absolutely shocks the eardrums and urges people to open the door.

Catherine smiled heartily and opened the door, "Here we come!"

Qing Huan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.Catherine have any other guests?Catherine didn't mention it beforehand.If she knew there were other people coming, she should dress more formally.

Looking down at himself, Qing Huan simply wore a denim jumpsuit with a white shirt inside.Denim jumpsuits are mostly used as overalls abroad. She thought she would help Catherine today, so she simply wore them like this.Although denim overalls have been considered a popular item in the past two years, after all, given her age and status, it is a bit casual to wear them like this.

When Ziheng walked in, what she saw was Qing Huan's appearance: a pure white shirt, paired with white-washed blue denim overalls, her long hair hanging down naturally, she looked down at her face. Looking at his toes in a trance.

Ziheng's heart was beating violently.At this time, Qing Huan doesn't look like a woman in her 40s, she still looks like the one she saw when she was a teenager, her temperament is so pure that it seems transparent.

With her head down, she looked like a very confused little girl, as if she was secretly regretting a certain wrong decision of her own.

His heart softened, and he really wanted to hold her in his arms.

It was Catherine's hearty voice that broke the silence, "Hey Ziheng, you brought such a great bottle of red wine! I will reward you later and let you eat more!"

With a call, Qing Huan raised his head in surprise.

Ziheng.Standing in the dazzling sun at noon, wearing a plaid shirt, is also a rare leisure and sunshine.

[Next update: around 10 o'clock. 】

(End of this chapter)