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Men always want face. This is what her mother-in-law said. The place where she lives is too poor. If others say it, it will lose Jiang Zhao's face.

Ye Er returns to his place of residence with the painting. Jiang Zhao said that he would send someone to clean up the new house in the morning and pick up his father in the afternoon.

She couldn't get excited.

It is reasonable to say that people will be excited to tears at this time.

But she didn't. She couldn't figure out why she couldn't shed tears, because some couldn't believe that Jiang Zhao would get his father out so quickly. But he accepted it with peace of mind, as if he should do it for her.

On such a day when she should not know what to do, Ye Er was in a good mood to tidy up the house, clean up, pack up some clothes and move to a new house. Jiang Zhao was working on everything there, and she didn't take care of it.

She just needs to bring some clothes and things she usually uses.

Yes, it's a happy day to move to a new house. When my father comes out, he has a new house to live in. The family is together. It's good. There's nothing to cry about.

What if Dad asks mom where she's gone?

What did she say? Run away?

No, Dad won't ask. Dad only asked once. She was perfunctory. Dad was smarter than anyone. He felt it.

Jiang Zhao called the moving company and arranged for someone to help Ye Er move. He was too busy to spare time, not to mention taking Ye Er with him after work.

Although Jiang Zhao did invite some people to clean up the house, Ye Er felt that some things had to be put by himself, otherwise he couldn't find where to put them at that time.

Fortunately, there aren't many messy things. It's also an existing house with fine decoration. With the help of a few hours, I cleaned up the things in an hour.

When ye Er arrived at the dressing room, he found that Jiang Zhao's clothes had already occupied his wardrobe in the dressing room. He moved quickly. There are so many here. Should Ouyang Yan have not much left?

There are few clothes in a man's house. He has so many clothes. In fact, he likes to dress up, doesn't he? Although the style of men's clothes is like that, his colors are complete. Although there is no excessive gorgeous color, it is very attractive as long as he wears a little brighter.

The bed has been paved and the bedroom door is closed. Ye Er encountered a problem when looking at the painting. What should I do with the naked painting? You can't hang it up like a wedding photo, but if you put it away, where can you put it so that others won't find it?

Put the picture on the bed / and look at it carefully. After mounting the frame, it looks high-grade. I hope it will never be out of shape.

Ye'er is a little tired. Who told the man last night that he had an excitability and had to do it to death? He's tired to death. Lie down in bed and want to sleep. Turn your head and think it's still early. Sleep for an hour and a half.

Jiang Zhao asked Liu Cheng that Ye Er had moved to residence 9. She was going to pick up her father-in-law at five o'clock. She had to go back and pick up Ye Er. Who told her she didn't have a cell phone.

When I opened the door and lowered my head to change my shoes, my voice called happily twice. No one answered him, so I went to the room one by one. I guess she was packing up. The room was very clean. I can live today. It's good. If I have a more comfortable house, she will be happier.

When they got to their bedroom upstairs, they found that she had fallen asleep and was probably tired.

I want to go over and build something for her.

As soon as I got down, I saw the naked picture of the bed. It was 1.23 meters long and 70 or 80 centimeters wide. This size must be very beautiful.

Looking at the woman in the painting, her bare body is only covered with a layer of gauze on her ass, her elbows are bent, covering her chest, but there is a little arc. Her graceful figure is bent into a very attractive arc, and her expression on her face is transparent. She should be pure. Her legs are playfully hooked and shaking her feet, and her eyelashes are like colored sunshine. The whole person is alive, What a detailed painting.

In his impression, such a painting with oil color should not be so thin. Which faction does this belong to?

It's like an artistic portrait.

He looked at it for a long time, then frowned, reached out and patted Ye Er's ass, "get up."

"Why?" Ye Er turned over and wanted to sleep.

"Get up." Jiang Zhao's voice became louder.

"Come on, what are you doing?"

"When did you draw it?"

Ye Er sat up and looked at Jiang Zhao looking at the painting. He grabbed his head and yawned. "In summer."

"Summer?"

"Yes."

Jiang Zhao is depressed. In short, he is not very comfortable. In summer, before marriage, maybe before they meet again.

The heart is sour, still asked, "how can you draw this kind of painting?"

Ye Er said, "what happened to this painting? Is art good? Leave a picture for yourself when you are young. When you get older and your figure is not so good, you won't look good again. "

"What's in your head?" Jiang Zhao looked at the painting and said, "who painted it for you, male or female?" Even if it's a woman, if it's a man, how can she take off like this - without hanging up? The more you think about it, the more you frown, but now there are many women who can draw, and many who can draw well. Unlike before, most of the people who do well in art are men. Jiang Zhao comforted himself.

Ye Er said casually, "enyou."

He felt the atmosphere was a little too quiet. When ye Er raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhao seriously, he found that his eyes were abnormal. There were many emotions rolling and alternating too fast. Ye Er didn't read his mind and suddenly found that he couldn't understand. But she knew that Jiang Zhao was angry.

"Enyou? Xi enyou? " Jiang Zhao was sitting on the bed. As soon as he stretched out his long leg, he got out of bed, pinched the mounted naked picture of Ye Er in his hand, lifted it up, and shook it several times in front of Ye Er.

Ye Er was afraid that the corner of the drawing board would hurt him, so he stepped back, "yes, it's him."

Everything around him was so quiet that Ye Er only heard his heartbeat and Jiang Zhao's heavy breathing. For a while, he heard his cold hum, "have you realized this?"

But pretend not to be familiar? Is Jiang Zhao a fool?

"We've known each other for more than a year. He painted for me several times, but I gave him money every time. This painting was painted two months ago, but today when I went to Xi's house to get the painting, he refused to ask for money..." Ye Er has been searching for anything else. She knows that Jiang Zhao has been shaking with anger. She doesn't think there's anything wrong with this painting, But why is Jiang Zhao so angry?

Just because enyou knew him?

His wife was painted by his friends. Is it embarrassing?

But she didn't know this relationship when she was painting. If she knew, she wouldn't go to enyou.

Jiang Zhao closed his eyes, looked up and took a big breath. When he looked at Ye Er again, he raised the picture in his hand and smashed it against the wall!