"Don't talk about it." Xu Lili suddenly put on a straight face, and said solemnly: "There is only one chance, since you miss it, then miss it."

"Come on, let's discuss it, and a discount is fine."

Zhang Qian did not give up and said, "Give me some rewards."

Xu Lili ignored him at all, turned around and walked out, but before she could leave, Zhang Qian pulled her into his arms.

"Well!"

As soon as Xu Lili's body softened, she couldn't speak.

After a while, Zhang Qian let go, Xu Lili, whose face was like a peach blossom, was as soft as mud.

"Bad guy."

Xu Lili lay on his body, panting and saying this.

"Men are not bad, women don't love, I am so bad, don't you want to love me to death."

Zhang Qian smiled shamelessly.

Xu Lili regained some strength, stood up and glared at him angrily.

"Don't be poor, I made breakfast, it will get cold if you don't eat it."

"okay!"

Zhang Qian led Xu Lili out.

The dining table outside was already full of food, and every dish was Xu Lili's specialty, with a complete taste and taste.

Zhang Qian pulled out a chair and sat down. After smelling it, he suddenly felt his appetite whetted.

"I'm gonna start now."

He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, first picked up a piece of lotus root and put it in his mouth.

The crispness of lotus root slices and the salty aroma of pork, two completely different tastes on his tongue, collided with a wonderful texture, which made his eyes shine.

"good to eat."

He quickly grabbed another one and put it into his mouth in one gulp, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Eat slowly, there are many more."

Seeing this scene, Xu Lili felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

She smiled, reached out to pick up a tissue, and wiped the residue from the corners of Zhang Qian's mouth, her eyes were full of love.

Zhang Qian smiled, then picked up another dish, served it with a big mouthful of rice, it was delicious and sweet.

At first, Xu Lili was still thinking about watching Zhang Qian's eating, but then her stomach started to growl, so she picked up the bowl and started eating.

"Try this, it's delicious."

She picked up a chopstick of eggs and put them in Zhang Qian's bowl.

Zhang Qian's mouth was full, his cheeks puffed out, and he nodded with a smile.

At this moment, Xu Lili's cell phone rang suddenly.

After she picked up the phone, she found that it was Mr. Li who called in person. Not only that, there were several missed calls on the phone, most of them were Mr. Li, and some were from the Painting and Calligraphy Association.

She quickly connected the phone.

"Hello! Is it Xu Lili?"

Before he could speak, Elder Li's eager voice came from the opposite side.

"It's me, Mr. Li, this is..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I just wanted to call Brother Zhang, but I didn't know his number, so I called you here."

"So it is."

Xu Lili looked up at Zhang Qian who was on the side, took the phone away, and whispered, "Mr. Li, I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

Zhang Qian frowned slightly, and reached out to take Xu Lili's phone.

Chapter 68 Two million paintings

"Old Li, it's me, Zhang Qian."

"Brother Zhang?" Hearing the familiar voice on the phone, Mr. Li was taken aback for a moment, but then the smile on his face became a little disrespectful.

In the early morning, when the lonely men and widows stay together, what else can they do.

"Oh...hahaha, I didn't bother you, did I?"

Zhang Qian laughed quickly: "No, no, I just woke up and was eating."

At the same time, in the Tianhe Painting and Calligraphy Association, Liu Suishan quietly kicked Mr. Li beside him.

"Don't talk nonsense, just ask him if he sells paintings, I want to accept a few."

Mr. Li glared at him, and said calmly: "Brother Zhang, do you have any other paintings at your place? A friend of mine wants to collect some."

"Buying paintings?"

Zhang Qian was taken aback, and smiled: "Of course, but I don't have any ready-made ones in hand, so I need to wait for some time."

"It's okay, we can afford to wait."

Mr. Li smiled, then turned to look at Liu Suishan beside him.

Liu Suishan stretched out a finger.

Mr. Li knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, little brother Zhang, I will never let you suffer. How about it, I will charge 100 million for a painting."

"100 million!!"

Zhang Qian was shocked, and his tone raised a bit.

It takes him at most half an hour to paint a painting. Even if he only paints for eight hours a day, there are sixteen paintings.

One picture is 100 million, and 600 pictures are [-] million.

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