The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

On the Bank of the swimming pool, I looked at this beautiful scenery gently and openly, and my heart beat up.

In fact, her young master is very overbearing in some way. In the past, even if Miss Si was here, the young master would not make such rude behavior.

Alas... She's beginning to sympathize with the young grandma. Let's not disturb their love talk.

Step gently, dare not disturb people's dreams, and quickly hide back in the villa.

The water surface of the swimming pool was filled with beautiful waves, accompanied by the angry scolding and curse of the girl, which lasted for a long time.

A crescent moon climbed up the treetop, and the swimming pool was finally completely quiet.

Hua la... The sound of the water sounded. Qiao Chengxun came out of the water with his girl in his arms. He looked like the king who had won the war, and his face was calm.

Wendy was really tired in the water just now. She was powerless and curled up in his arms. There were water marks on her face and her eyes were wet. I don't know whether it was tears or the water in the swimming pool.

After going upstairs, Qiao Chengxun took the girl into his bedroom, went into the bathroom, and finally put her in the bathtub.

Wendy was like a dead man, with no God in her eyes and a little despair in her eyes.

Qiao Chengxun sat on the edge of the bathtub without expression, leaned over to turn on the hot water, adjusted the temperature, and then began to drain the water.

No one spoke and each thought.

I don't know how long later, Wendy suddenly opened her mouth and her voice was very hoarse. "That picture... Give it to me. I can give you a baby in five years."

Qiao Chengxun's hand trembled, his cold eyes coagulated quickly, and looked down at the girl's pretty face.

"Is it worth it for a picture?"

"You don't know what this painting means to me."

"What?"

"Just like your obsession with the company."

Qiao Chengxun was suddenly silent.

Wendy smiled with self mockery, and a layer of melancholy suddenly covered the bottom of her ethereal eyes, "you can still know that she is dead. I have been looking for him for eight years, and I don't even know whether he is dead or alive..."

"Who is he?" Qiao Chengxun said in a deep voice.

It turned out that there was also a person in her heart, a person who made her willing to become a reproductive tool.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, he knows very well that she is not such a woman who easily compromises.

This shows how important that painting, that person, is to her.

Why... He suddenly felt very unhappy??

A strong feeling of boredom and acid was intended to stir up violently at the bottom of his heart, like a vortex sinking deeper and deeper. He couldn't calm down. This feeling was too strange for him to know what to do.

"He is..." Wendy suddenly shook her eyelids. She was so tired that she fainted.

Qiao Chengxun subconsciously held her shoulder. The hot water sent out hazy water vapor. Under the influence of water vapor, the tired girl was drowsy.

It should have been more than two hours in the swimming pool just now?

Qiao Chengxun couldn't bear to ask any more. He couldn't bear to see her again. He quickly took her out.

……

When I woke up, it was dawn.

Wendy opened her eyes vaguely, and a little movement came from her ear, looking for fame.

In front of the wardrobe stood a man with a perfect figure, with a wide waist at the top and a narrow waist at the bottom, smooth skin on the back, wheat luster and angular muscle lines, which fluctuated with the action of bending down and wearing trousers.

Horizontal trough

Wendy scolded in her heart. How could Qiao yanwang, a psycho, change clothes in her room early in the morning??

Hey, hey!

Wendy, reserved!

Wendy shook her head and looked around. There were white beds as white as snow, spotless wooden floors, simple and exquisite European furniture... This was a strange bedroom.

Oh, so this is not her room.