Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

When she approached the lion, ye Qingcheng felt dizzy. She understood that there must be something in the gas.

For example, if you touch the lion from a long distance, unless you faint next to him for a long time, if someone wants to do something unfavorable to the store, the lion will react: either release toxic gas or release concealed weapons!

Ye Qingcheng's intuition is that the lion is dangerous. There seems to be a terrible cold light in the copper lion's eyes. Ye Qingcheng is subconsciously far away from him.

Most of the paintings hanging on the wall are placed according to the time and age.

Ye Qingcheng has nothing to do. He looks at it one by one, but his sight stops slightly.

In the corner, there is a small picture inlaid with a golden frame, dark gold, surrounded by carved patterns of dragons and many other animals

The picture shows a woman, she is on her side, wearing a foggy black gauze skirt, with long open sleeves and a deep V on her back, all the way to her waist, which is as soft as a boneless waist

She seemed to be walking in front. In the distance, there was a fog and a flashing black cross. It looked strange and mysterious.

Her sharp and pretty side face is a small goose egg face, some slightly round, but it still looks thinner, and the lines of her face are some sharp. Her eyes look straight forward, and she wears a sharp diamond crown on her head.

Her chin was raised slightly, as if looking at the front with a look of arrogance.

Her hands folded gracefully on her lower abdomen, with a scarlet tear drop ring on her hand.

The woman's eyes looked forward, indifferent and enchanting, like the queen of the night!

Ye Qingcheng was amazed by the beauty, as if the woman came out of the picture, straight, chin up, and walked like the front

There is a connected English letter at the bottom of the painting. Ye Qingcheng can't see through it because it is too coherent.

What makes Ye Qingcheng feel noble is that under the painting, there is a small table with supplied fruits and two black candles.

The candle is beating.

When ye Qingcheng's eyes touched the woman's eyes, she always felt a sudden movement at the bottom of her heart. She always felt that the woman looked familiar, but she didn't remember... Did she ever see such a woman?

The woman's side face has long hair in strands, which seems to be blown by the wind, with a very light feeling.

It seems that there is a gust of wind blowing faintly

"Here is your card."

Just as ye Qingcheng looked at the picture in a daze, the man had come out of it, holding a black card with a blooming Golden Lotus painted on it.

Ye Qingcheng picked it up and hesitated for a few minutes. He still asked, "the picture over there...?"

"Do you want to ask the story of the painting or the owner of the painting?" the man said.

Ye Qingcheng hesitated. "If it's convenient for you, can you tell me all about it?"

"Yes..." the man readily agreed. When he looked at Ye Qingcheng, it was clear that there was an undisguised exploration. He moved his fingers and compared them.

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