After being scumbag, the billionaire president got married in a flash

"Luoluo, where are you going?"

Wen Yikai held Jian Luo who was about to leave with one hand, and asked with a frown.

"You brought me here just to tell me that you have a special girl in your heart?"

She raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, no matter how hard she held back the tears, the tears still welled up in her eyes.

Wen Yikai raised his hand to touch her cheek, but she slapped it away, his beautiful and delicate face turned pale with anger.

what is this?Just brought her back to Wen's house, and gave her this hand again, with a white lotus in his heart, so what is she?

"Luoluo, take a look at this painting again."

He took her hand and said softly.

Still looking at paintings?She can't wait to tear it up!

"The painting is very good, but it looks like a teenage girl's handwriting, so immature!"

Jian Luo snorted coldly, what a big deal, it should be about the same level as her works ten years ago, but unfortunately, none of her previous works remained because her mother moved away, otherwise, they would not be better than these Poor painting.

"Are you immature?"

Wen Yikai's slender and well-articulated fingers gently stroked the painting, with a look of loving it, which made Jian Luo's heart ache.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, of course you don't feel it."

If it wasn't for Wen Yikai holding her hand tightly, she really wanted to tear off those paintings, and finally restrained the impulse, Wen Yikai said again: "Maybe, Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder. Yes ,That's it."

Is this an admission?Admit it to her face?

Jian Luo angrily struggled to break free from his hand, but he was still holding her hand firmly, even smiling, looking at him softly.

For the first time, Jian Luo felt that his handsome face was hateful and hateful!How can you do this to her?Why can he treat her like this?

"Look at these paintings, look carefully."

He said softly, and took her a step forward, forcing her to face those paintings.

"I see! I see! I see!"

Jane was so frustrated that she stared at the paintings on the wall, wishing she could eat them.

strangeness!Why does this painting feel so familiar?A bit like Grandpa's handwriting, but not exactly like it?

Could it be that he is a student of my grandfather?female student?Why doesn't she know?After carefully searching for the inscription, it is strange that there is no such thing.

It seems that this person is also like her, imitating the "Bada Shanren" Zhu Da, hiding his signature.

Suddenly, among a pine tree, she found a small hidden inscription, and she looked carefully: "Peach branch demon!"

Although the handwriting is very small, Jian Luo can see it very clearly, "Peach Branch Yaoyao?" This person is so strange, why is it the same as her pen name?

"See anything?"

Wen Yikai let go of her hand, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her head, and asked while stroking her hair.

"Thief! Seventy percent of them imitated my grandfather's brushwork and even stole my pen name."

Jane was disdainful and snorted.

"Stealing? They have this name."

You see, this is still face to face.

Finally, Jian Luo couldn't take it anymore, pushed Wen Yikai away with one hand, and broke out completely.

"Wen Yikai, what do you want to tell me? What exactly do you want to tell me?"

She yelled twice, and tears finally couldn't be restrained and welled up.

Wen Yikai smiled, and reached out to wipe her tears.She took a step back, he took a step forward, she took another step back, he took two steps forward, and hugged her without giving her a chance to break free.

"Little fool! Little fool!"

He leaned over and held her face fiercely, like a chicken pecking rice, pecked her face a few times, pecking away the tears on her face.

She stared at him with bright eyes, still looking very resentful and angry.

But he poked her smooth forehead fiercely again, causing her to take a step back.

"What a fool! With such a stupid brain like yours, how did you write the novels about those cute little girls?"

His expression of hating iron but not steel stunned Jane.

Her bright eyes looked at him with some doubts, and her long eyelashes were as bright as cicada wings.

"Oh." He sighed helplessly, "This is your painting ten years ago, do you really have no memory at all?"

Jian Luo was in a daze, her painting from ten years ago?

So, is that very, very special girl that Wen Yikai was talking about?

She felt like crying again. She took two steps forward and looked at the paintings carefully. They really resembled her brushwork, but they were still very immature at that time.

"Peach Branch Yaoyao." The inscription is also her pen name, and she has used this pen name to publish articles in newspapers and magazines since junior high school.

"Really?"

Her pale fingers stroked the painting in disbelief.

"Where did you find these paintings?"

She has always regretted that she does not have a previous painting.

"After your aunt's accident, your father went to your mother's house to move things, and only took some of the paintings he thought were useful. These paintings were thrown out. I finally found them and kept them. Later, I found the best framer to mount them. After I returned to China, I built this house while looking for you."

"Yikai, what was our past like? You tell me everything, okay?"

She finally regained her little wife's coquettish attitude, tugging at his sleeve and coquettishly saying, "Can you tell me everything? Yi Kai, I beg you!"

"Please? How?"

He stared at her with a pair of red phoenix eyes, and asked, "Look at your attitude! How do you ask?"

She raised her toes, gently moved to his lips, and kissed him.

"That's it, okay?"

He shook his head, frowned, and was very dissatisfied, "Is this enough?"

She stretched out her arms, hooked his neck, then moved her face closer to him, kissed his lips, and gently rolled the tip of her tongue into his tongue, entangled gently for a few seconds, she wanted to end, and asked him Can this work, but his tongue is tightly entangled by him, unable to get out.

"Well."

It took a long time for her to break free, and her bright eyes looked at him beggingly.

"Isn't that okay?"

He still shook his head in dissatisfaction, "A wife who can't flirt is not a good wife."

"What kind of flirting?"

She is a little embarrassed, she has never thought about how to flirt, do couples still flirt?Isn't it because of love, can't help it?

"Of course, if you ask your husband, you have to learn how to flirt. Only when your husband is happy will you agree."

He looked at him viciously, his voice was soft and full of charm, she felt that he was clearly playing the tune.Love, a wave of desire has already risen in her heart.

However, the girl's reserve made her dare not show it. She blushed with embarrassment, her heart was "thumping", and she looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, shining with countless stars.

"Wife."

He bent down and held her face in his arms, and stared at her with countless stars shining in his eyes.

Suddenly he picked her up and walked upstairs.

"Where?"

She hooked her hands around his neck involuntarily, buried her face in his chest, and listened to his "pounding" heartbeat.

"Go to our new house!"

"thumping!"

Wen Yikai went upstairs with Jane in his arms, and was raising his foot to open the door, when the door was pushed open by a hand.