Wanjiejin Supreme God of Wealth System

Chai Zi returned to Langyue Pavilion drunk, and found Yang Zitong painting on the balcony.

The mottled light and shadow of the crystal chandelier projected on her unusually pretty face, with a soft luster. Yang Zitong, who was concentrating on painting, didn't even notice that Chai Zi came quietly.

"Ahem, painting? What are you painting?" Chai Zi walked to Yang Zitong's side, and found that her body shrank instinctively, which was a body language that appeared only because of nervousness.

On the canvas is the afterglow of the setting sun. Although the sun has already set, the afterglow scattered on the sea surface is fixed on the canvas. It can be seen that Yang Zitong's oil painting skills are very profound.

"Are you back?" Yang Zitong stood up, put away the brush, and got up silently to wash the ink on his hands.

"You continue to draw. I drank some wine and sat on the side to sober up." Chai Zi's attitude towards Yang Zitong today was obviously better than last night, and he did not continue to trample on her dignity and challenge her perverted limits of patience. This is a kind of pampering.

It has been said that reaching the closest distance to a woman's heart can conquer her heart.

As long as you find a suitable fulcrum, you can pry her heart.

However, what Chai Zi moved was the real awakening of Yang Zitong's inner consciousness. Her unyielding and fighting spirit hidden deep in her bone marrow had risen, but this was a woman who was good at disguising and hiding. The accident she encountered The experience of growing up and growing up is doomed to the complexity of her personality, which is far from being as pure and simple as Yang Zilin.

Yang Zitong had a brilliant record today, and she went to Bagualing to gain a lot.

It took a day to quietly register my own studio and clothing brand, and reached a verbal agreement with a senior clothing designer in Bagualing. They will jointly establish a clothing company integrating design, production and sales in the future. .

Sitting on the balcony, the hand-drawn oil painting is just Yang Zitong's trick to hide the little beast in her heart, because she knows that Chai Zi will not study her with heart, let alone pay attention to the fluctuations in her heart, what he wants is to enjoy a Just a young and clean body.

Yang Zitong understands that in Chai Zi's heart, she is just an expensive, globally customized high-fidelity doll.

However, Yang Zitong likes this kind of cooperative relationship more and more. After all, although this man tortures her like a wolf like a tiger at night, he has endless business affairs and a lot of preparations. The pain is short-lived after all. Yes, the free time left for her is incomparably abundant, far more comfortable than her frivolous home.

Now, it's time for her high-fidelity doll to start working.

"Mr. Chai, do you want me to massage your back or beat your back?" Yang Zitong's tone was not warm, there was even a hint of teasing and self-deprecating, meeting Chai Zi's gaze, and asked without fear.

"Let's go through a dragon, it's a bit out of date today." Chai Zi stretched his waist, and he admired Yang Zitong's professionalism, and the 1 million yuan was not worth it.

"Please!" Yang Zitong has undergone a complete change after the tempering last night.

This time, Yang Zitong is like a well-trained heroine in an action movie, without words, eye confirmation, or emotional communication throughout the whole process, directly entering an indescribable state.

Thin as a willow in the wind, soft as a fairy in the clouds, and more like a queen overlooking all living beings, looking at this elf-like woman, Chai Zi's heart throbbed.

again and again!
Chai Zi is like a tireless lion, running and chasing wildly on the African savannah.

Occasionally, Yang Ziwu would look into Chai Zi's eyes mischievously, she wanted to see what kind of terrifying soul was hidden deep in the heart of this beast, but she never succeeded, Chai Zi was not fooled, and refused to be with her Look at each other.

Once they look at each other, Chai Zi is afraid that the true feelings inspired deep in his heart will soften his heart, and the whole process will be much less fun. Chai Zi finds that he is becoming more and more addicted to Yang Zitong.

For Chai Zi, time passes by quietly and beautifully.

For Yang Zitong, seconds are like years, and abyss is like prison.

The two of them stubbornly confronted and persisted, and in the end Chai Zi finally collapsed on the bed like an old cow who had plowed ten thousand acres of terraced fields, and he didn't even have the strength to get up and take a shower.

Yang Zitong stared coldly at Chai Zi, who soon fell asleep soundly. She quietly went to the bathroom of the guest room barefoot, rinsed her body thoroughly, then put on a bathrobe, unfolded the sketchbook, and quickly regained a state of calmness like water, and began to write for her. Her "Return" series design draft.

When there is a dream in the heart, all the sufferings will not be felt, not to mention that what Yang Zitong encounters is just a normal man's need for her.There is no insane torture, let alone physical abuse, but simple needs without love.

One by one, the drawings were spread out on the coffee table, and it was already dawn in the eastern sky, but Yang Zitong didn't realize it.

Chai Zi stretched out his hand to pick it up, and found that there was nothing around him, but the light was on in the next room. He got up and saw that Yang Zitong had drawn more than a dozen sketches of long dresses overnight.

"You want to open a fashion design company?" Chai Zi quietly appeared in front of Yang Zitong, and she was so surprised that the pencil in her hand fell to the ground, that she realized that she had been drawing all night.

Picking up the drafts spread on the coffee table, Chai Zi reviewed them one by one. A string of flames was dancing in his eyes. The drafts on the drawing paper were far more agile than Yang Zitong's performance on the bed. This is a design inspiration. The clothes designed by elves are really beautiful.

Serious women are full of intoxicating charm, and Yang Zitong quietly occupies a corner of Chai Zi's heart.

Chai Zi stretched out his right hand, and held Yang Zitong's slightly numb, cold jade hand in his palm.Feeling pain in his heart, he picked her up by the waist, went straight back to the bedroom, put him in a place where it was still warm from a night's sleep, pulled up the quilt for her, and wrapped her whole body in the air-conditioning quilt.

"Silly girl, why didn't you turn off the air conditioner in the guest room? If you paint all night without sleep, you'll catch a cold." Chai Zi's mouth was full of reproaches, but Yang Zitong's heart felt inexplicably warm when he heard it, and his eyes felt a little astringent.

Soon, she looked at Chai Zi vigilantly, worried that this greedy guy would ask for more in the morning.

"Go to sleep, I'll ask Xiaohong to cook a bowl of Qizaojiang soup for you to dispel the cold, otherwise you will suffer from the root cause of the disease. If you want to make a lot of money and beat me, your body is the capital, okay?" In a word, he changed into his clothes, closed the bedroom door, and went downstairs.

Yang Zitong buried his head in the quilt, only then did he really feel the chill, his body trembled slightly, and the tears from the corners of his eyes could no longer hold back.