Her expression seemed to say that no matter how many paintings you draw, no matter how fierce you do in front of me, you can't hurt me!

In fact, after saying that, her angina pectoris has been so numb

Holding the last breath and maintaining her last little self-esteem, she can pretend to stand calmly in front of them and face them.

"Fan Fei!" Ji youze gnashed his teeth and wanted to tear her apart.

Fan Fei lifted her eyes when she heard the sound, and looked at him with clear black and white eyes without any fluctuation.

"You wanton woman!"

"I didn't say anything. Why did I wave?"

She doesn't know. Just now Michelle's daughter screamed and gasped. Is she deaf or blind? She drew the picture according to their request and accepted the punishment. Is this called wave?

"You shamelessly paint such things and exaggerate them. Who don't you wave?"

Now he wanted to tie her up and hang her for a meal in order to relieve his hatred.

"Oh..." fan Fei couldn't help laughing. Now Ji youze's words couldn't arouse her any anger, but stared at him with clear eyes:

"Is this your cold joke, Mr. Ji? You asked me to draw the painting. In addition, my sketching technique is called realism. What is the reality? It's true. Where do you think it's exaggerated?"

Then she frowned and looked down at the pile of pieces of paper. I believe if her painting was not torn, she would take out the academic problems of painting and discuss them with him.

"If I let you draw, you draw? If I let you kill and let you eat Xiang, will you?"

"Mr. Ji likes to change concepts?"

"You don't have any principles!" he vowed, "or do you like this scene and feel exciting?"

Then he reached out and grabbed her jaw.

Fan Fei subconsciously stepped back and avoided his hand. His hand just touched the woman, and now he wants to touch her?

He looked at him with disgusting eyes. He was in front of her now, up and down, and no place was clean!

Ji youze's eyes stagnated and her heart was blocked by something. The woman looked at him as if she saw a lump of Xiang?

Damn woman!

"I've finished painting according to your requirements. Can I go?"

Michelle felt Ji youze's different breath from the past

From small to large, they have learned that it is easy to grasp Ji youze's joys and sorrows, but today is different. She doesn't know why. She knows that Ji youze is unhappy, but she can't guess why he is like this and where his anger comes from.

She was afraid of this feeling of being unable to grasp

Looking at fan Fei, he suddenly realized something. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "let her go. Don't embarrass her anymore. I've painted so much and I'm tired."

"..." she said all the good things.

Seeing that Ji youze didn't respond, she raised her proud chin and said, "go."

Fan Fei, no matter who let her go, as long as she went, she was very happy and turned around to go, but Ji youze grabbed her arm.

Fan Fei seemed to encounter some terrible virus, and the whole person was about to jump up.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

Ji youze didn't expect her reaction to be so big, nor did she dare to get rid of him like this. She used to be very obedient to him. Now this unusual appearance makes his eyebrows and eyes stained with a very strange color.

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