Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

At night, the street lamps in the Shijin mansion are gradually on, and the night wind is slowly. The reflection of the street lamps on the water surface is fragmented by the wind, glittering with clearly extinguished waves.

The black laurenrice seemed to be plated with a layer of silver under the refraction of the moonlight. At the door, the man's slender body stood upright, and a single side face shook people's mind, as if he were a God coming out of the ancient picture scroll, which is unique in the world.

Suddenly, the closed door opened with a "click". When Jian Qing looked at the person standing at the door, he looked in a trance for a moment, his eyes collided, and the atmosphere was silent.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes darkened. The woman in front of him had wet hair hanging on her shoulders. The black short sleeves were printed with the pattern of a bear. She looked particularly cute. Her eyes moved down. A pair of white and pink barefeet. Looking at this, she knew that she must have just taken a bath, and she came down in a hurry. She even forgot to wear her shoes.

Jianqing also noticed his current situation from his eyes and was embarrassed when she remembered that she hadn't worn underwear.

"You... Why are you here?" Jane Qing took the lead to break the silence.

Quan Jingwu looked back from her bare feet and said calmly, "have you had dinner?"

His voice was as dull and magnetic as ever. Jian Qing recovered and was stunned when he saw what he was carrying in his hand.

The packaging of qianshizhai

Quan Jingwu looked at her rare dull appearance, and a faint smile floated from the bottom of his eyes. An empty hand bent his index finger and tapped on her head.

The corner of her lips was red and her tone was soft. "Are you going to stand at the door with me all night, huh?"

Jian Qing found that it seemed that since she met him, the number of times she was distracted had increased significantly. A touch of Fei color quietly climbed up the tip of her ears and moved her body to the side to let him in.

"Please come in."

Quan Jingwu went inside. Jane Qing closed the door and followed him awkwardly. No one had ever set foot in her private field except black jack.

And he was the first

Jian Qing looked at his back. His black shirt wrapped his explosive body, and his sleeves were half rolled to expose his well-defined muscles. He couldn't help but remind people of a sentence: he was thin when dressed and had material when undressed.

In front of the dinner table, Quan Jingwu took out all the dishes packed from qianshizhai and put them on the table plate by plate, with the attractive aroma floating out.

Jianqing's appetite was immediately hooked up, and her sight fell on the table. Four dishes and one soup were brightly colored.

When the line of sight moved to the plate of prawns, Jane Qing's bright and clear eyes couldn't move away from her line of sight completely, and her stomach rang inappropriately.

"Goo Goo"

Jian Qing covered her stomach reflexively, and was a little embarrassed. Her eyes flashed. She began to beat her mother. What was the embarrassment for the first time.

Quan Jingwu looked at her with a smile in his purple eyes. "Put on your shoes and come over for dinner."

Jane Qing looked down at her white and tender feet, obediently bowed her head and trotted upstairs.

Her black short sleeved shorts made her thinner and thinner. Looking at the two smooth and delicate legs running in the staircase, the light in Quan Jingwu's eyes deepened.

It was not until the door closed upstairs that Quan Jingwu took back his sight and looked at the decoration in his spare time.

The soft white carpet was almost covered under the sofa and tea table. There was a black-and-white piano. In front of the French window, there was a soft collapse, on which the paper was scattered, and three or two sketch pens pressed the paper, which immediately attracted Quan Jingwu's attention.

With long legs and clear purpose, he walked to the front of the soft collapse, with purple eyes hanging gently. The beautiful and smooth lines on the white paper all reflect the master's profound painting technology.

Most of the scattered paintings on Ling's paper are painted with the lotus pond of Shijin Haoting. Lotus blossoms jump on the paper from the bud to the full stretch, lifelike.

With pen as ink and paper as skin, the charm of lotus is described.

Quan Jingwu picked up one of them and rubbed the painting on the paper. Through the painting, he seemed to see the woman's appearance when she was concentrating on painting.

Yu Guang swept other paper, his purple eyes suddenly coagulated, and his five bony fingers explored the paper pressed at the bottom of the brush and pulled it out without hesitation.

I saw a woman driving a sports car depicted on the drawing paper. Although the crisp short hair can easily make people mistakenly think that the person in the painting is a man, it can still be identified as a woman from a closer look between the eyebrows and eyes. A string of fluent French characters are also written at the bottom right of the drawing paper.

Thea, happy birthday!

Quan Jingwu was holding the edge of the drawing paper. Suddenly, he was jealous of thea. He was jealous of her closeness to Jianqing. He was jealous that she could let Jianqing draw a portrait for her, and even jealous that she had witnessed Jianqing's past.

Back in the room, Jane Qing quickly cleaned herself up, and her hair was half dry. Thinking that Quan Jingwu was still in the living room, she couldn't calm down at this time.

Hastily combed her long hair. Jane Qing stepped on her slippers and wanted to go downstairs. As soon as she reached the door, her mobile phone rang.

Jane turned back to get her cell phone and picked it up. It was Quan Yifei.

At the other end of the phone, Quan Yifei seemed particularly excited, like playing a stimulant, which made Jane Qing confused. "Jane Qing, my third brother has wood with you?"

"How do you know?" she seemed to know where her excitement was.

"I heard my second brother say that the third brother went to qianshizhai and specially asked Ji Lao to cook a few dishes and pack them away. I guessed whether he would go to you. I really guessed it." Quan Yifei laughed out of sight.

After thinking for a while, Jian Qing asked the question from the bottom of her heart, "is your third brother stimulated today?"

After all, she couldn't think of any reason to explain his sudden visit to her house tonight.

"No, Jane Qing, you don't know why?" Quan Yifei on the other end of the phone overreacted, accidentally fell directly from the sofa and made a dull noise.

"Yi Fei, are you all right?" Jane Qing asked softly.

Quan Yifei rubbed her forehead, got up, sat back on the sofa, rubbed her forehead with one hand, and made an air pumping sound in her mouth.

"Hiss... It hurts me."

Realizing that she was still on the phone with Jane Qing, Quan Yifei couldn't care about the pain on her forehead. She hurriedly said, "Jane Qing, you really don't know or pretend to be confused. My third brother fell in love with you at first sight. He's interested in you. He likes you."

The last word, Quan Yifei almost roared out.

With a bang, Jian Qing felt her mind exploding and blank. She suddenly felt that her blood had become shaken soda, and countless bubbles were exploding, spreading and surging in the depths of her body.