[Zhong Qiongyao] True love is fiercer than tigers

In the large hall on the second floor that was specially opened up, there are a few easels scattered here and there, discarded canvases, plaster statues and colorful paints are piled up everywhere, as well as the wine bottles scattered all over the place. "The word suddenly broke into Qing Zhi's mind just like that...

Several easels were scattered in every corner of the hall, and what made Qing Zhi feel embarrassed was that there were two half-naked women standing in the middle of the hall. On the shoulders, the loose long hair just covered the key position of the half-naked upper body.However, it gave people a more ambiguous feeling that they were ashamed to speak.The lower bodies of the two were surrounded by white gauze, and the light white gauze added to the ambiguous atmosphere.Among them, the hands of the slightly taller woman are gently hugging the waist of another woman; while the hands of the other woman are resting on her shoulders, and their eyes are looking at her "affectionately".

If such a scene were placed on a man and a woman, Qing Zhi might still find it very romantic and beautiful, but the scene in front of her could only make Qing Zhi feel weird, and her weird body felt chills.

Qing Zhi and Yi Ping looked at each other, and both found the intention of retreating from each other's eyes.At this time, a male voice interrupted Qingzhi and Yiping's thoughts.

"Hey, you two," it should be the man named Ruohong just now: "It's the model that Gu Yunong and Zimo just found! Tsk, these two people are really stingy, don't they just draw a few pictures, as for this Does it look like?"

The arrival of Qingzhi and Yiping also caused the two women to separate. The slightly taller woman walked aside without changing her expression, picked up the white shirt she had just taken off next to her, and put it on very casually.The other nodded at Qing Zhi and Yiping, picked up a bath towel at the side, covered his body, and ran behind Qing Zhi and the two.

Just as several people in the hall kept looking at Qingzhi and Yiping, and the woman in white was leaning closely with the man named Ruohong, discussing something enthusiastically, the man downstairs couldn't help but Know when you're upstairs.

"I'm really sorry, two ladies," the man glanced at the hall and said, "I just forgot, Zimo called to say that there was a lot of traffic jam on his road, so I asked you two to wait a little longer. I..."

"It's okay," Yiping said with a smile, "After all, it was the two of us who arrived early!"

At this time, the man turned his head and saw that the man named Ruohong had already put his hand on the woman beside him very naturally, but the woman didn't mind, and there was nothing in the white shirt. Slightly transparent.

"Wang Zixuan!" the man said angrily, "Come here!"

The woman looked up and saw the furious man, and then she reacted, retreated and hid behind Ruohong.Ruohong patted her hand and shouted loudly: "Gu Yunong, let me tell you, this is the Drunken Horse Painting Club, not your home, what are you calling?"

"It seems like you are calling now!" Qingzhi said disdainfully in her heart, but when she turned her head, she saw the same disdain as herself in Yiping's eyes.

The man named Gu Yunong ignored him, rushed forward in a few steps, and pulled the man named Wang Zixuan out from behind Ruohong. At the same time, he took off his suit jacket and draped it fiercely on her On the body, said viciously: "Mei Ruohong, you'd better stay away from Xuanxuan, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Hmph, how dare you be rude?" Mei Ruohong said loudly, "Do you still dare to hit me?"

"Do you really need someone to do it yourself?" Qingzhi muttered in a low voice: "There is a profession in this world called hooligans, they are really mentally handicapped!"

In fact, ever since she quarreled with Wang Zhanpeng because of whether she was studying oil painting or cello, Qingzhi really didn't have any good feelings for people who like painting.Even though Qingzhi knew clearly in her heart that she was being angered, she really couldn't control herself.Therefore, this time, after knowing that Yiping needed to go to the painting club for an interview, Qingzhi couldn't feel relieved at all, so she insisted on following Yiping to take a look for herself to feel at ease.

"Do you think I dare not hit you?" Gu Yunong looked at the thin Mei Ruohong with disdain: "I just don't want to get my hands dirty!"

"You can tell just by looking at your figure!" Yiping, who had already followed Qingzhi back to the stairs, followed Qingzhi to watch the big scene in front of her with great interest, and commented in a low voice: "I guess that Mr. Gu beat that It’s called Mei, and you can make him lie down without using all your strength!”

Qingzhi nodded vigorously, expressing her agreement with Yiping's words.

"No, you can't beat Ruohong!" The other woman who finally changed her clothes and came back shouted loudly: "You barbarian, how can you beat Ruohong? Gu Yunong, no wonder Zixuan looked down on you and said You are just a businessman with a stinky suit, you are really too barbaric to divorce you!" The woman shouted and rushed to Mei Ruohong's side, groping for Mei Ruohong's body, as if she was afraid of Mei Ruohong There are scars on his body that he can't see.

"Enough," Gu Yunong angrily clenched the hand holding Wang Zixuan's arm: "Du Qianqian, if you don't want to be a good daughter, you have to come here and hang out with this group of people. What right do you have to be here?" People here are yelling at me! Also, Zixuan is my wife, I can treat her as I like, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Gu Yunong, let go, you're hurting me!" Wang Zixuan tugged on her arm vigorously, and at the same time looked at Mei Ruohong who was tugging with Du Qianqian for help.

"Hey, there is adultery!" This is the same thought in Qingzhi and Yiping's mind.

And the young people next to him, who should be members of the painting club, heard Wang Zixuan's cry for help, and originally planned to step forward, but they were frightened by Gu Yunong's fierce eyes, and finally lowered their heads.

"Gu Yunong, get out!" However, there are still people who are not afraid. Mei Ruohong stepped forward, pushed Gu Yunong away in a daze, and nervously touched Wang Zixuan's arm: "Zixuan, are you alright?" ? Did he hurt you? Does it still hurt? Do you need to go to the doctor?"

"Oh my God, Gu Yunong, how can you be so cruel?" Du Qianqian exaggeratedly exclaimed: "How can you attack Zixuan in public! How can there be such a cruel devil like you in the world? Zixuan Why are you so pitiful, why did you marry me?"

Yiping said in a low voice, "Hey, are you sure this is an art club, not a mental hospital?"

Qingzhi scratched her head, and said uncertainly: "It should, it should be the painting club!"

"Tell me, that guy named Gu Yunong can't help but beat them up!"

"I'm not sure about that," Qing Zhi curled her lips in disdain, "However, that Mei Ruohong reminds me of Chu Lian, it seems that she can't talk except howling, and can't do anything else except mess around. !"

"If I were that Gu Yunong, I'd beat up that Mei..." Yiping muttered in a low voice, "It's really too bullying. In front of his face, he would do something to his wife!"

"That's right," Qingzhi said disdainfully, "If you endure it any longer, you won't be a man anymore."

"Actually, I also think Yunong should beat him!" A gentle voice came from behind, and Qingzhi and Yiping hurriedly turned around, only to see a man standing with a suit in his hand and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. Behind the two of them, there was a slight smile.

Seeing Qingzhi and Yiping who were stunned, the man stretched out his hand: "My name is Wang Zimo. You are Luping's younger sister!"

Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand, and shook the man lightly: "Wang Qingzhi. This is my good friend——Lu Yiping."

"Miss Lu," Wang Zimo shook hands with Yiping, and said, "Sorry, I'm late. Luping already told me about your matter yesterday, and there is basically no problem. I called you here today just to plan See you first. If possible, you can go straight to work next Monday!"

"Uh," Yiping, who didn't expect things to go so smoothly, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Wang, I, I can't draw, and I don't plan to be a model! So..."

"Zimo!" Mei Ruohong shouted loudly, "What does she mean?" Then, pointing at Qingzhi and Yiping, she shouted at the top of her voice, "Are they looking down on models? Are they looking down on models?" Are you looking down on us? You may allow this to happen!"

The people in the hall on the second floor who didn't know when they stopped arguing had already looked towards the stairs. In the huge hall, only Mei Ruohong's voice was heard.

Wang Zimo smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Miss Lu, forgive me for not making it clear just now. What I mean is that you will report directly to my magazine next week."

"Oh!" Yiping nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

It took Qing Zhi a lot of effort to swallow the words "Mr. Wang can tie up the mad dog at home before going out" that had come to his mouth.

Wang Zimo walked to the lobby on the second floor, then remembered something, turned around and said: "I don't think Ms. Wang and Ms. Lu seem to be driving here. It's not easy to call a car in this place. If you two are not in a hurry, just wait for me for a while. I'll drive you back to the city."

"Then let's go downstairs and wait for you!" Qing Zhi pulled La Yiping and said.

Wang Zimo nodded, watching Qingzhi and Yiping walk downstairs hand in hand.Then, she turned her head and said to Wang Zixuan who was still arguing with Mei Ruohong, "Zixuan, go back to the room and change clothes."

"Brother," Wang Zixuan called out aggrievedly, "You..."

"Zimo, why are you talking like that?" Mei Ruohong called out, "What did Zixuan do wrong, are you going to treat her like this? You let Zixuan be with Gu Yunong, isn't that obviously pushing her into the pit of fire?" ?”

"Zimo, how could you..." Du Qianqian looked at Wang Zimo with tears in her eyes, accusing: "Zixuan, she is your own sister!"

"Aren't you going?" Gu Yunong, who couldn't take it any longer, pulled Wang Zixuan by force, and said bitterly, "Don't look reluctant, I'm not dead yet, go!"

"Zixuan!" Mei Ruohong yelled loudly, but watched helplessly as Wang Zixuan was dragged away by Gu Yunong.

Seeing Wang Zimo's indifferent expression, Mei Ruohong rushed forward and pulled up his collar fiercely, shouting, "How can you let Gu Yunong just take Zixuan away like this?"

Wang Zimo easily pushed Mei Ruohong's hand away, and said with a smile: "Then Ruohong, in what capacity are you talking to me? Zixuan's boyfriend, or lover? Don't forget, no matter what, Gu Yunong And Zixuan's husband!"