The more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you feel aggrieved. Sikong Nian doesn't know why he is so frustrated, and tears fall off.

She turned away from her head, and did not want him to see her so unpromising.

Arthur a Zheng, immediately pull her head to come over, point abdomen subconsciously for her wipe tears, "how to cry?"

"Don't worry about it..." Sikong Nian pushed him away and sat up, wiping tears with his hands.

Arthur was pushed to one side. When he got up, he immediately took her into his arms and coaxed her carefully: "I don't care who cares about you? You are the mother of my child. "

"I'm Austin's mother or Wendy's mother. It's none of your business. It's not your mother." The more he didn't want to let him see it, he just wanted to see it. Sikong Niang went out and stared at him with tears.

At that moment

To be honest, the lethality is negative.

Because she was still crying, Arthur didn't laugh. Shengsheng held back.

The watery eyes, a blink of an eye, tears can roll down, Arthur in the heart can not bear, a sigh, put her head on the chest, "don't cry, I'm wrong, OK?"

"What's wrong with you?" Sikong read tears on his shirt and sucked his nose.

"Whatever you say is wrong." Arthur kindly reminded her, "if you want to blow your nose, blow it."

He's so annoying that he can't get rid of it

Arthur couldn't laugh or cry. He was wrong about what he did now. "Good, good, I hate it. Don't you cry, will you? "

"No way." Sikong read around his waist, the voice was stuffy: "you haven't said who is the beauty anchor."

"Didn't I say that?" Arthur cocked up the corner of his lips and gave her a kiss on the top of her hair. "Her name is Cen Jing. It's a nice name."

"You go away!" Sikong Nian pushed him away. He was so angry that he jumped out of bed and ran out.

Arthur quickly retrieved the man and held him in his arms. "OK, I said. It's really not my fault. You should ask your baby daughter

Wendy?

Sikong Nian looks at him blankly. What's wrong with Wendy?

"Guess." At this time, Arthur is still playing tricks.

Sikong read not angry side of the head, a bite in his shoulder, "say quickly!"

"A few months ago, at Sotheby's Impressionist auction in New York, an Asian collector used 4. Van Gogh's "the alleys of aliscon" was shot for 1.1 billion yuan Arthur held her in his arms and lay on the bed. Sikongnian leaned in his arms and listened to him continue.

"I don't know how Wendy saw the newspaper and fell in love with the aliscon trail at a glance and insisted on me to buy it back."

Sikong read blinking, "and then?"

Arthur swims on her slender waist and eats up tofu: "collectors buy it at a high price, naturally it's for collection, and they won't sell it for any money. CEN Jing is a mixture of Chinese and English, you know? "

Sikong Nian's confused expression gradually became clear. She took his words: "should not, cen Jing is that Collector's daughter?"

"Ice snow is smart." Arthur stole a kiss on her face.

Knowing that things were not what they thought, Sikong Nian was in a good mood. He grabbed his collar, shook him twice, and urged: "what else?"

"She promised to sell it to me at the original price, on the premise that she has to help her hype and make her famous."

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