She suddenly became furious and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it" On the one hand, he lifted up the painting and held the top of the painting with both hands, pretending to tear it apart.
Fang Zhi originally ran away, but when he saw that she had taken his painting and wanted to tear it up, he hurriedly ran back.
He grabbed both sides of the painting with both hands and wanted to pull it over, but he did not dare to pull hard for fear of damaging the painting.
He was so anxious Shouted: "Quickly let go of what you want to do" How could a thin-waisted person listen to him?
As soon as she exerted force on her hand, she heard a "sneak" sound and the painting was torn into two halves.
Fang Zhi held half of it in one hand and said angrily: "Why did you tear up my painting?"
The thin waist didn't think it was torn apart yet, and she didn't want to fight with him, so she said to him: "Why are you tearing me apart?
I don't understand why.
You should tear it into pieces yourself as soon as possible to prevent me from doing it."
Fang Zhiqi said: "I understand why my painting is in the way of you.
Don't think that you are lawless and have no respect for your sister-in-law because she loves you.
I will tell my sister-in-law tomorrow that you are not following the rules and ran away from me at night.
Seduce me in the house.
Let’s see how my sister-in-law punishes you.”
Seeing his nonsense, Slim Yao was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, and he rushed forward to grab the painting.
Fang Zhi got defensive this time, turned around and ran, running to the other side of the table and standing guardedly.
How could his slender waist allow him to escape, and he would not follow him in circles, but would jump over with his hands on the table.
Fang Zhi also knew that Slim Waist was not an ordinary woman.
She knew martial arts and was a close protector of her sister-in-law.
She expected that she would not be able to hide away, so she couldn't help but get angry, which aroused her dandy nature.
She thought to herself, "This is my house.
Someone has discovered someone else's house."
I would only wonder why she came to my room at night.
She would suspect that I was secretly communicating with her, but she would never suspect that I was forcing her to bully her.
"What do I have to be afraid of?"
After thinking about it, he shouted: "Don't move or I'll yell."
After saying that, he turned to the window and shouted.
The thin waist shouted in a low voice: "Shut up."
Fang Zhi stopped and still looked at her warily, shouting if she dared to move.
The thin waist pointed at him and said: "You destroy that painting for me, or see how I deal with you."
After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
Fang Zhi stood in the middle of the room, looking left and right, and then up at the rafters.
No one was there.
If he hadn't been holding half of the painting in each hand, he would have thought it was a dream.
"Damn girl" he cursed bitterly.
As he walked to the table, he put the torn painting in half on the table and put them together.
When he saw that the beauty's arm was "broken", he felt very distressed.
He comforted himself in his heart: "Fortunately, my face was not torn apart, otherwise I would have been dismembered."
The word "dismemberment" was so unlucky that he sighed.
The reason why the beauty was not torn in half was because he deliberately leaned to the left when painting, leaving room on the right to write the Luo Shen Fu, but unexpectedly he saved the beauty.
What's the use of saving it?
This painting is torn, can I still keep it?
He wouldn't be in the mood to paint another picture.
He couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "You want me to accept you, but you are daydreaming."
He believed that the thin waist fell in love with him and was jealous of the fact that he was in love with another woman, so he became extremely jealous and even broke into his house and destroyed his beauty picture.
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It's not that he is narcissistic.
In fact, he has a good image, good literary talent, and a good family background.
There are many women who love him.
It is not surprising that he has a small waist and loves him.
However, he doesn't like thin waists.
Although the slender waist is beautiful, she is too cold, fierce, not gentle at all, and is far from the gentle woman he imagined in his mind.
Besides, he was not prepared to take a concubine.
Even if he takes a step back and reluctantly accepts her, that thin-waisted temper will definitely cause chaos in his backyard in the future.
Suddenly he paused his hands and thought: "What if she has a thin waist and asks her sister-in-law to make the decision for her?"
Fang Zhi was confused and fell into his chair, feeling worried.
After thinking about it, he thought that being mute would not force him to accept a slim waist, unless the slim waist plotted against him and said that he had ruined her innocence.
Thinking of the situation just now, Fang Zhi gritted his teeth.
He decided to hide his thin waist from tomorrow on to avoid being plotted by her.
He stared at the painting again and wondered: Should he paint another one, or repair this one completely?
No matter what, even if this painting is torn, he still has to finish the rest of the words to live up to his words.
Only with good intentions can we start well and end well.
After you finish writing it, go back and find someone to fix it.
As for painting a new one, that depends on his mood.
After thinking about it, he picked up the pen from the ground, calmed down, and started writing again.
Slim quietly sneaked back to his room and breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now she was really afraid that Fang Zhi would scream regardless.
The main reason was that Fang Zhi couldn't make public the matter of spying on Qing Yu.
Although she was able to restrain Fang Zhi, she could not restrain him all the time.
If he insisted on shouting and was discovered by Zhang Heng and others, it would be difficult for her to explain.
Even if I beat him severely and tied him up for a night, I would still let him go tomorrow.
It would be hard to say whether Fang Zhi would tell Qing Ya or Fang Chu.
But that doesn't mean she doesn't care.
She just lets it go temporarily and comes back with a foolproof idea to punish the bastard.
So I took a shower and went to bed.
In the upper room of the inner courtyard, Qingya was leaning on the kang and reading.
She's on her period and won't dance tonight.
After a while, Fang Chu's low chatter and laughter came.
Qingya put down the book and looked up outside.
As expected, Fang Chu and Brother Shi walked in, talking and laughing, with sweat on their heads.
Just now Fang Chu went to practice Wuqinxi, while Brother Shi was practicing martial arts with Zhang Heng.
Qingya guessed that they were about to finish, so she had someone prepare hot water and get some clothes.
When she saw them coming in, she got up and got down to greet them and said, "Go take a shower quickly, don't catch a cold."
Fang Chu responded, "Hey."
He hurriedly dragged his son into the bathroom.
Qingya stood outside, listening to the sound of water rushing inside, Brother Shi's laughter, and Fang Chu's scolding.
He couldn't help but smile, and sat back on the kang, holding the book and flipping through the pages.
Suddenly a gust of breeze blew by, and Brother Shi threw himself on the kang wearing a small jacket and pajamas.
"Mother" he jumped up into Qingya's arms.
Qingya hurriedly hugged him and saw that his hair was still dripping with water.
She wrapped his little head with a dry towel that had been prepared and rubbed it gently.
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After rubbing for a while, change to a dry one and wipe again.
After he was dry, he put on a sable fur jacket.
Fang Chu also came out, washed his hair, and draped it wetly over his shoulders.
He said quietly, "Here, let me wipe it for you."
As expected, Fang Chu sat over, relaxed his body, and asked her to clean up.
He has been busy arranging personnel these past few days, arranging disaster relief for the Fang family, litigating lawsuits, and mourning.
He is really tired.
While wiping, Qingya gently massaged his scalp, which made him feel extremely comfortable, and he fell asleep in her arms.
In his sleepy eyes, he suddenly heard Zizhu say: "Grandma, the tea and snacks are ready.
The servant is outside, if you have any orders, please call."
He woke up with a start, and the voice behind him was combing his long hair.
It turned out that the girls had finished cleaning up the bathroom and exited.
Their family of three was the only one left in the house.
Seeing how sleepy he was, Qingya said, "Go to sleep." 4209051: