Live fortune-telling: I want to reveal the secret

an hour later.

The chairman's office suddenly fell into silence.

At this moment, Liu Qingru was sitting lazily on the sofa, her head tilted slightly to the right, her right hand clenched her cheek, and her left hand held a glass of red wine.

In addition, Liu Qingru's beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings were crossed together, with her left leg at the bottom and her right leg at the top, in a standard Erlang leg posture, and above her exquisite feet, she was wearing a pair of exquisite high heels.

Liu Qingru also wore a diamond necklace around her neck, a pair of diamond earrings on her ears, and a Patek Philippe rose watch... the whole person exuded a noble atmosphere.

"Swish..."

Yang Fan took out a drawing board from his Qiankun bag, sat opposite Liu Qingru, and took out a paintbrush to dance quickly on the drawing paper.

what's the situation?
Is Yang Fan painting for Liu Qingru?
Can he draw?
Just a few minutes ago, Yang Fan and Liu Qingru deepened their relationship in the office. Perhaps Liu Qingru looked very cute with her blushing face, so Yang Fan proposed to draw a portrait of her.

Liu Qingru had never seen Yang Fan paint, let alone knew that he could paint, so she immediately agreed.

That's why Liu Qingru assumed such a proud sitting posture at Yang Fan's request, and then quietly waited for Yang Fan to draw for her.

Yang Fan didn't know how to draw at first, but after using a [Advanced Invitation Talisman], he immediately became a world-class master painter.

I saw the paintbrush moving quickly on the paper, and Yang Fan's expression gradually became fanatical!
"Swish..."

Every stroke, every painting is Yang Fan expressing his heart to the one he loves, every line, every tone is Yang Fan's love poured on the paper!

Time passed by every minute and every second, Yang Fan painted very seriously and carefully, very devoted and intoxicated, and unconsciously forgot the time.

It has to be said that once a man concentrates seriously, he will exude a unique temperament, and this temperament is very lethal to women!
Just like Liu Qingru at the moment, when she saw Yang Fan's temperament, her eyes immediately became obsessed, and her eyes were full of deep love for Yang Fan.

"Shh!"

I don't know how long it took, the brush dancing in Yang Fan's hand stopped abruptly, and then he sat quietly in front of the drawing board, staring at the portrait stupidly, and the whole person was stunned.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Yang Fan seemed to have entered a state of petrification, completely forgetting everything around him, his whole body remained motionless, and his face was full of intoxicated expressions.

"Honey, have you finished painting yet?" Liu Qingru couldn't help asking.

"Ahem!" Yang Fan suddenly coughed dryly twice, then looked at Liu Qingru with complicated eyes and said, "Well, the painting is already finished."

"is it?"

Liu Qingru blinked curiously, and saw that she stood up from the sofa, then moved her hands and feet a little, and then walked quickly to Yang Fan's side.

"Shh!"

Liu Qingru's eyes fell on the painting, but in the next second, her eyes widened, and a shocked expression appeared on her face.

I saw Liu Qingru in the painting, her hands are like catkins, her skin is like creamy fat, her collar is like a grub, her teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros, her head is like a moth, her smile is sweet, her eyes are looking forward...all these words are not enough To describe her beauty!
Yang Fan performed at an extraordinary level, and directly painted Liu Qingru as a fairy in the sky. Every line and every color in the painting is full of endless beauty, which is simply breathtaking and amazing!

"Husband, you... are you painting... me?" Liu Qingru suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Hehe, if it's not you, who else would it be?" Yang Fan laughed.

"Am I so beautiful?" Liu Qingru's eyes suddenly bent into two crescents.

"You are so beautiful in my heart!" Yang Fan replied without thinking.

"Hehe, when did you learn to coax women with sweet words?" Liu Qingru looked at Yang Fan slightly surprised.

"What do you mean coaxing a woman? I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart, every word is sincere!" Yang Fan gave Liu Qingru a dissatisfied look and said.

"Okay, I will accept this gift, thank you husband!"

Liu Qingru quickly snatched the drawing board over, and then did not forget to kiss Yang Fan's face hard.

"Just a kiss, is it over?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

"Or else?" Liu Qingru's gaze was fixed on the painting, and she had no time to pay attention to Yang Fan.

"How about we do it again?" Yang Fan suddenly suggested.

"Ah? Come again?" Liu Qingru was stunned.

"Can't you?" Yang Fan asked back.

I saw Liu Qingru's pretty face flushed slightly, then she raised her wrist and looked at her watch and said, "Husband, it's getting late, I still have a lot of documents to review, how about tonight? I'll stay with you in the evening, okay ?"

"Uh...Okay." Yang Fan could only nod his head, and then he was full of infinite expectations for tonight.

Next, Liu Qingru tidied up the desk, then glared at Yang Fan and said, "Husband, don't mess around in the office from now on, if someone bumps into you, it would be so embarrassing!"

"Hehe, fine! I'll listen to you!" Yang Fan said perfunctorily.

Liu Qingru believed it was true, so she nodded in satisfaction and said, "Honey, why don't you sit on the sofa and rest for a while? I'm almost done with work here, so let's go home together."

Who knows that Yang Fan suddenly rolled his eyes, and then asked aloud: "Qingru, can you just review the documents on the sofa?"

"Okay, it's the same everywhere, what's wrong?" Liu Qingru asked slightly surprised.

"Hehe, I want to rest on your lap for a while." Yang Fan rubbed his hands and replied.

Liu Qingru laughed immediately, and saw that she picked up the documents and pen without saying a word, then walked directly to the reception sofa and sat down.

"Come on, husband." Liu Qingru patted her leg, signaling Yang Fan to go and lie down.

"Whoosh!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Fan walked to the sofa in three steps at a time, and then lay down directly, resting his head on Liu Qingru's lap.

Liu Qingru pampered Yang Fan's hair, then smiled and picked up a document, and read it carefully.

Just like that, Yang Fan squinted his eyes and feigned sleep comfortably, his nose was filled with the fragrance of Liu Qingru's body, these days, he really lived incomparably comfortably!
"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Liu Qingru put one hand down and touched Yang Fan's face directly, her onion-like fingers were also gently stroking along Yang Fan's eyebrows.

Gradually, Yang Fan fell asleep, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had dreamed of something happy.

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