The 99th Divorce

After buying breakfast and going back, Ye Qianqian changed clothes and sat on the sofa to play games.

It was almost nine o'clock when he saw him back and looked at the time.

I went to Ye Qianqian to take the breakfast, opened the bag, "How to get up so early."

"The business of this shop is very hot, so I have to line up." Shen Zhixian went to wash his hands and took out a wet towel. "Today, let's go to the museum, and then go to the gallery to cultivate the sentiment."

"Um ..." Ye Qianxi suddenly found it meaningless. "Is there anything else?"

"Don't you give a guide when you came, what else is fun?"

Ye Qianxi's eyes suddenly lighted up, "Go to the art gallery, let's go play."

"Okay." Shen Zhixian took her hand and wiped her. "Eat first, and wait to play."

Ye Qianxi was wiped by his hand, hot.

Thinking of the panic in his heart when he just couldn't find him, Ye Qianxi felt a little wrong.

She seemed to care too much about this man.

It is said that in a relationship, the person who first falls in love is the loser.

She may have lost, starting with the decision yesterday to give herself to him.

Shen Zhixian saw that she was a little dazed and didn't speak. She took the breakfast out and "eat while it's hot."

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Today is a weekend, there are many people in the art gallery.

There are not only Italians, but many people with yellow skin and black eyes who walk around.

Or speak Korean or Japanese, or speak some language that they simply cannot hear.

Ye Qianqian still had some sourness, and she didn't walk easily.

In the eyes of Shen Zhixian, he even felt that Luo Ran said that he couldn't be more right!

She must be uncomfortable, but she still hasn't swept away their interest in going out to play, and besides just finishing last night, Ye Qianxi has not complained yet.

Where to find such a girl!

Shen Zhixian followed her, and the self-blame in her heart was even higher.

Ye Qianxi didn't notice the strangeness of Shen Zhixian, and pulled him with some interest, saying, "Come on, there is fun!"

This is an art gallery specially provided for people to play. In addition to clay, there are various rooms for sketches, oil paintings, flower arrangements, and crafts.

Ye Qianxi wanted to come to this kind of place for a long time, but when he was in Cannes, he always couldn't spare time, but realized this dream in foreign countries.

After waiting in line to buy tickets, Ye Qianxi looked in the corridor and saw the drawing room.

Holding Shen Zhixian's hand, Ye Qianxi clearly saw a beautiful woman inside through the glass door.

The beauty is blond and very beautiful.

Long hair was tied into a twist braid and hung in front of him, and the pink gauze on his body was half-covered and half-covered, just covering the vital parts of his body.

The snow-white skin was even more stunning under the pink fabric, so beautiful that Ye Qianxi couldn't move her eyes.

But immediately he reacted and turned to glance at Shen Zhixian.

After discovering that he was watching, he was shocked and quickly covered his eyes and said, "No reading!"

Shen Zhixian blinked, both helpless and proud, "This is a model, what do you think?"

"Other girls can devote themselves to art, but you can't watch it, you don't go in!"

"People are not afraid of watching, but you, shouldn't you be jealous?" Shen Zhixian was a little cramped and hooked her over with one hand.