Priceless little cute wife

He patted he Meiyi on the back of her hand again. Donggong Yinglong lay down straight, and then turned to sleep.

He Meiyi opened her eyes and didn't know what to do next for a long time.

Donggong Yinglong's eyes are so poisonous that he can see through his mind at a glance. If so, he should be careful what he does next.

He didn't know when to leave. He was afraid he would have to wait until he saw the children's painting.

It's just that the woman doesn't know where she went. Does she want to learn from her mother and the bitch? It's true. For myself, it's a hundred benefits without harm!

Thinking of this, he Meiyi's mouth was slightly cracked. No matter what Donggong Yinglong knew, as long as Irene Nasser stood with herself, she still had a chance to win, didn't she?

Or... As long as Donggong Yao makes a mistake, Donggong Yingxin still has a chance!

It is still snowing outside, but there is no trace of cold indoors.

Children's paintings look at their hands. Here, time seems to stop. Only when there are more calluses on their fingers and shoulders will people realize that time has passed quietly!

Here, she didn't do anything but practice the piano

So why ancient people can write comfortable poems and have so many thinkers is because they have only one thing to do.

Without the current high technology and diversified life, their life is limited to those things. When one's mind is highly focused on one thing, miracles often happen.

With a sigh, Tong Hua picked up the violin and was about to play the music again.

But she heard a gentle knock on the door, and then she saw ye Zichu's smiling face from the opposite window glass.

"Although you are so diligent, as your mentor, I am certainly happy to see success, but... Compared with that, I also hope you won't stay in this small piano practice room all the time."

"I just..."

Tong Hua put down his violin and turned to explain something, but suddenly saw a familiar face behind ye Zichu.

"Donggong asked? Why are you here? "

"He has plenty of time and wants to invite us to dinner. I refused, but I don't think I can be your spokesman, can I? " Ye Zichu said with a smile.

"You happen to have a patient here? Or come straight to me? " Children's paintings have to say that they are happy to see the east palace.

It's like suddenly seeing a family. I haven't seen you for a month. I don't have the company of my relatives around me, so I feel more or less excited when I see a familiar face.

Just the thought of his coming is likely to bring someone along, and the instant feeling is completely different. The children's painting immediately sank his face, and then his eyes showed concern.

It's not that she doesn't want to see him, but that she wants to see him too much, which will affect all her decisions. When she calms down immediately before she learns to let herself see him, she really doesn't want to see him, so all her efforts are in vain!

"Don't worry, he doesn't know." Donggong asked, seeing the worry of children's painting, and then said lightly.

"He... Doesn't know?"

Children's painting heard Donggong ask, and then put down his heart, but I don't know why there is still a trace of loss in his heart.

But that's the end you want, isn't it?

"That's good!" The child painting said softly.

But the loss on his face was seen through by Donggong.

"So... I just came to work and take a vacation! Isn't it too much to invite you to dinner? Or does Mr. Ye refuse to appreciate it? " Donggong asked, looking back at ye Zichu, trying to interrupt this awkward moment.

"Hehe, you'd better go. I have an appointment with a musician here this evening and want to talk freely, so I'm afraid I can't go to the appointment... But children's painting is very free. Go! I can also recommend you a good restaurant! "

Ye Zichu shook his head and said, then looked at the East Palace question and children's painting in front of him.

"All right!" Tong Hua nodded and looked at ye Zichu. I don't know why he always felt that ye Zichu's eyes looked strange. It seemed as if he had any plans.

There are not many people on the road, perhaps because of the heavy snow, so there is a lot of snow on the ground, and the sound of a lot of snow shovels has been heard.

Because of the snow, the sky is dark early, so the lights are reflected from the surrounding snow, and it is almost impossible to see clearly in front.

"I really didn't expect Mr. Ye to bring you here to his concert! It turns out that your technology has reached such an advanced level! " In order to break the silence in the car, Donggong asked.

"Are you satirizing me? I don't even know why he invited me! " The child painting said with a smile.

"Seeing that you are so relaxed here now, I..."

"I'm not relaxed? There's a show in a month, my God! I can't believe it now! You will feel... "

"The kind of tension where the hairs stand up?" Donggong asked, and then said.

"How do you know?"

"Because... I'm a famous doctor!" The East Palace asked, looking pretentious.

"Hehe, you are really good... Doctor!"

"Hello! Don't be so contemptuous, will you? I have a medical license! "

……

Two people were in the car. When you said a word and I said a word, the atmosphere gradually improved.

The restaurant recommended by Ye Zichu was right in front of him, but Donggong asked him and the children's painting looked at each other and looked helpless!

The restaurant was closed at three o'clock in the afternoon because it might be because of the heavy snow. And there are no other restaurants around.

"What shall we do now?" The children's painting looked around and said.

Seriously, she was not hungry, but since she came, she didn't feel like eating. It just disappointed her.

"Then I can only apologize to your teacher!" Donggong asked, then opened the door, "I have a better place to go, but I don't know if you are interested!"

"As long as you don't feed me to the bear!"

"Absolutely... Yes..." Donggong asked. Looking at the children's painting, he said with a serious face, which made the children's painting laugh again.

Donggong asked that his driving skills in the snow were also good. He drove the car in one direction directly.

However, there are fewer and fewer buildings on the road, and the snow is getting thicker and thicker. It seems that it is like a corner ignored by the snow shovel. I haven't seen the snow shovel or the trace of coarse salt for a long time.

Before the snowplow, the thick snow needs to be sprinkled with salt, so that the snow can be melted, and it will be much easier to shovel the snow.

But there's nothing here!

It's like the car stopped and turned back not far behind.

And with the road, children's paintings only feel that the surroundings have gradually changed from houses to open areas, and then slowly into jungles.

On both sides are trees covered with snow. The originally dense leaves are covered with snow. They look airtight. Nothing can shake the leaves.

"Don't you know that human trafficking here is also very powerful?"

Seeing that the children's painting had been looking at the surrounding scenery, Donggong asked deliberately pretending to be very deep.

"Don't tell me you're going to sell me?"

"A young girl, it has an absolute advantage as a betrayed population!" Donggong asked, and then turned. There was a big bend in the road here, if it wasn't for Donggong's driving.

Maybe children's painting won't realize this fork at all.

"If you go ahead, I'm afraid you'll be sent to the bear's mouth!" Donggong asked with a smile and said, "if not, I directly threw you on the big ship of human trafficking!"

"I'm hungry. I can eat anything! Dr Jonathan! "

"OK... No kidding. Go ahead for a while and you'll be where I'm going to take you!"

In fact, as soon as the voice of Donggong's question fell, I saw a dim light not far away.

Only one lamp looks so lonely in the ice and snow, but it seems to give people full of hope.

Donggong asked, driving slowly in the direction of the light. After a turn, he saw two or three cars parked here. It seems that the two of them didn't come back here to eat.

Donggong asked to get out of the car and help Tong Hua open the door. Suddenly, the cold air outside the car quickly rushed in. The children's painting involuntarily shrunk his body, and then tightened his coat.

I thought I had worn enough, but I didn't feel cold outside just now, but when I came to the jungle, it was like I was in the center of the ice cave, which was a little tingling cold.

The East Palace asked, holding the children's painting, and then went directly to the front. After a few wooden steps, he pushed the door open directly.

I only saw the guests who had sat at several tables, and the people were still in twos and threes, but the atmosphere was obviously very good, and the air was full of the smell of food and liquor.

The tables and chairs are made of wood. When they go up on the floor, they will also make a creaking sound. There are only three or four light bulbs on the top. They don't need any decoration. It seems that they can carry the subzero air outside.

There is a flame in the nearby stove. Just look at it, and your whole body seems to be much warmer.

Because of their entry, everyone's eyes were directly locked on them, but only a few seconds, they began to talk to themselves, and then drank wine.

I don't know if it's because of the cold, children's painting feels hungry! She never thought about it herself.

During this time, the most important thing she needs is to be hungry. She practices the violin like this every day. She has hardly been out of the house, so she won't feel much hungry.

"Dr. Jonathan!" Suddenly, a man with a thick beard came out of the counter behind him. Then he saw that Donggong was stunned for a few seconds. He immediately smiled and rushed over directly.

The thick body directly gave Donggong a huge hug. Donggong, who was not bad in stature, was squeezed hard in the arms of that person, just like a little girl.

"Hey, hey... I'll break!" Donggong asked helplessly and said in the man's ear.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Are you... Dr. Jonathan's wife? Oh, my God! You are an angel! " After being rejected by Donggong's question, the big man turned his head and looked at the children's painting. He saw that he wanted to hug again, but he was directly held by Donggong's question.

"Please... She's thinner than me... Won't you forget that?"

"No! Of course! " The man smiled and said.