Deep Honey Love: The Emperor's Private Sweet Wife

Ling Wei trembled her eyelashes, raised her head and stared into his eyes.

Her watery eyes flow, and the water color of the glass is bright.

She gently opened her lips and softly called his name: "Ye Ting..."

He stared at her with soft eyes. Slowly take her hand, put it on her lips and kiss carefully.

Ling Wei's whole heart is melting, Ye Ting... Why are you so good?

You are so good, how much love do I have to bear?

No matter how much I pay, I still feel that my love is less than one thousandth of yours!

Ye Ting, do you know? When you spoke to me so tenderly, my defense collapsed a little, and my whole heart was completely given to you. My heart, my thoughts, are all you.

She suddenly picked up her toes and put her hand around his neck.

Her lips approached him little by little. Ye Ting kissed her in an instant, overbearing and obsessed!

He suddenly felt an endless love coming from her, as if to give her life to him!

"Sir, the guests are all here. Would you like to go up to the second floor?"

Ye Tingsong opens Ling Wei and waves to housekeeper Wang.

So the king's housekeeper withdrew from the side hall.

Ling Wei covered her lips hurt by his kiss, watched housekeeper Wang go to the hall on the first floor and said to the people, "welcome to Ye's house, and please go upstairs."

Housekeeper Wang bowed politely and invited the people to the second floor.

"Well, well, hard work."

Housekeeper Wang led the way and stepped on the off white wool carpet.

Ling Wei looked at these people stepping on the carpet and thought that this carpet might have to be changed.

Then, housekeeper Wang led the people into a large exhibition hall on the second floor.

Housekeeper Wang said respectfully, "everyone, this is the exhibition hall. Please help yourself."

"Well, please help yourself."

The exhibition hall on the second floor is very grand and very large. Ye Ting specially vacated this room for ark international to hold this exhibition.

When they came to the exhibition hall, they were shocked again. The area here was too large, and the exhibition hall was very professional, just like a real painting exhibition.

The paintings displayed inside are the works shortlisted for the Excellence Award in this competition.

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"Brother, this exhibition was very interesting." A beautiful and fashionable girl in a beige skirt proudly held her chin up and said, "however, no painting can compare with brother Murphy's." With that, she looked back into the crowd, "brother Murphy, haven't come yet..."

The handsome man in a straight white suit stared at the picture scroll on the wall indifferently. Indeed, as his sister said, none of the paintings here can compare with Yan Mofei's "urban ruins"!

The international art exhibition is nothing more than that.

The girl turned around in the exhibition and looked a little impatient. "Where's brother Ting? Brother, you came all the way back from the north pole to find him. He even hid from you. "

The man stared at her sharply as if he were warning.

The girl immediately shut her mouth, "I'll go to the door and have a look. Brother Murphy should be here soon." Then he ran away.

"Old seven!"

When the man in white suit heard someone calling him, he turned his head and saw Ye Ting coming towards him smartly.

He smiled with his lips, opened his arms to Ye Ting, and they embraced warmly. Ye Ting's dark eyes stared at him, "the north pole is really short of sunshine. After staying for half a year, you are so white."

Han Yan smiled, "the clothes are obvious..."

Ling Wei glanced at his white suit and really thought he was very interesting. Just now Ye Ting called him old seven. Should he be the brother of the "group of ten"?

Ye Ting, introduce him to his wife

Ling Weijiang, she is as famous as these super perverts.

Han Yan stretched out his hand and shouted, "sister-in-law."

Ling Wei shook hands with him, "hello. Ye Ting often mentioned you and said that you went to the North Pole. I'm also very curious. I hope to have a look one day. "

Han Yan took back his hand and nodded. His eyes were deep and unpredictable, "I really should go and have a look..."

"Brother Ting!"

Then Han Lingxi, the girl in beige dress, smiled at Ye Ting sweetly, "brother Ting, I've known you for so long. It's my first time to come to your house! Your home is so luxurious and big! "

Ye Ting didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Han Lingxi suddenly "ah" said, "Murphy is coming!" She smiled brightly.

Stepping on high heels, he ran to Yan Murphy. Yan Mo looked arrogantly around. He looked arrogant and seemed to look down at the world!

Yan Mofei?

Ling Wei is a little surprised!

Yan Mofei, even participated in this exhibition?

He is a world-class painter. His modernist paintings are very, very good!

Yan Mofei is now the hottest painter in the world.

Ling Wei always thought he was a gentle scholar. When she saw him today, she knew he was so trendy. His hairstyle is very cool. His curly hair is tied to the back of his head, combed obliquely on his bangs, revealing his smooth forehead, and shaved off his left hair. Jun's face has a rebellious look, and his penetrating eyes scan the paintings on the wall.

He curled his lips and smiled sarcastically. His handsome moustache outlined a touch of evil charm, which was very charming.

The whole person, especially artistic.

Suddenly, Weimo looked at him like this.

No matter what kind of exhibition he attended, he always wore this unconventional dress. Others are suits and ties, only he is casual, but he is not out of proportion.

Ling Wei followed his line of sight and looked at the wall.

They are now standing in the ruins of the city, Yan Mofei's painting!

Ling Wei stared at his paintings and looked carefully. The lines are smooth and magnificent. It's a strange building with a knife and an axe. It's especially powerful!

Sure enough, the level is very high!

Yan Mofei! Ling Wei looked at his painting and the people who looked at him. Suddenly, a large area appeared in her mind, which was Yan Mofei's persistent brush. She was full of oil and was concentrating on waving wine wantonly.

"Murphy, the whole exhibition is your best painting. Look at your work. It's better than others. I don't know how many times! It's killing everything! "

Han Yan suddenly stared at Han Lingxi with an eye knife. "Everyone has their own creative ideas. Do you think it's polite for you to evaluate other people's works like this?"

His sister has been spoiled since childhood. She has no bad heart. She just keeps her mouth open, says what she thinks, doesn't think through her brain, and doesn't care about other people's feelings.

Han Lingxi flattened his mouth and lowered his cerebellar bag.

Yan Mo shook hands with Ye Ting, Han Yan and Ling Wei.

"Murphy, let's go over there." Han Lingxi was afraid that Han Yan would scold her again. He quickly took Yan Mofei's arm and pulled him away.

After a while, Ling Wei's cartoon editor sent her a message, "I'm at the door! My God! What kind of pomp is this? "