The school bully is actually a madman who loves his wife

The moment the door opened, a gust of cold air mixed with the aroma of coffee rushed in, and the wind chimes hanging on the eaves swayed gently, making a "jingling" sound.

Qiao Ruoan walked into the studio first.

The hall with bright and clean windows is divided into two areas. On the left is the painting area. The large floor-to-ceiling windows are well lit and decorated with fresh green plants. On the right is the leisure area, which is mainly gray and white. The geometric coffee making table is full of artistic sense. .

At the end of the hall is a spiral staircase.

The three of them walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The space on the second floor is more private.

Wooden floors, lazy sofas, bookshelves with various classic collections...

Every detail makes people feel comfortable and cozy.

Seeing the black and white words on the previous plan become a reality, Qiao Ruoan felt unprecedented satisfaction in his heart, and couldn't help but took out his phone and started taking pictures.

"The third floor is still empty at the moment. It is used to store some sundries. The two of you can walk around casually. If you have any questions, you can always come to me." Zou Yi said.

"Okay, thank you." Qiao Ruo'an nodded, and pulled Gu Jinbei to a certain place.

There are many works hung on the walls of the studio, all donated by painting lovers. Everyone from the age of 80 to the age of eight is an artist.

If the customer likes which one, he can spend money to buy it, and the studio will transfer this part of the money to charity.

Of course, there are also items not for sale in these paintings.

Like the biggest one in the middle.

That painting was Qiao Ruoan's birthday present to Gu Jinbei in her sophomore year of high school - two hands holding each other.

When Gu Jinbei learned that Qiao Ruoan wanted to open a studio, he proposed to put this painting in the studio.

Qiao Ruoan readily agreed.

Of course, apart from this painting, there are many other works by Qiao Ruo'an.

For example, Gu Jinbei's character sketch, Xiaoman's cartoon image...

Everywhere he passed was the memory left by Qiao Ruoan with a paintbrush.

Looking at it, Qiao Ruoan suddenly felt a little itchy.

"Brother Bei, I want to draw."

"Okay."

Gu Jinbei helped him set up the drawing board and brought drawing tools.

In the third trimester of pregnancy, Qiao Ruo'an couldn't sit for a long time because her stomach was too big, so she almost didn't paint any more. Later, she was too busy learning about parenting knowledge during her confinement period, and she didn't even bother to create anything.

Now that I come to Changle Bay, I can finally relax wholeheartedly.

Qiao Ruoan, who picked up the paintbrush, was like a soldier picking up his weapon, flipping his wrist, and sketching smooth lines on the drawing paper.

Gu Jinbei went downstairs and ordered two cups of coffee, while drawing with Qiao Ruoan, she sat on the lazy sofa and read quietly.

Soon.

Two boys in school uniforms came to the second floor, picked a corner and started drawing.

To be precise, one is painting while the other is watching.

The boy who drew the picture wore black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked gentle and quiet, and his right hand holding the pen was well-articulated.

The boy next to him was a little more cheerful, shouting that his brother was long and his brother was short, and there were two dimples on his face when he smiled.

Perhaps it is the youthful vigor that is contagious.

Gu Jinbei and Qiao Ruo'an both looked towards them.

"No, no, my face is not that big..."

"Stick your nose a bit more..."

"Brother, if you doodle again, I can kiss you..."

The voices of the two boys were not too loud, but because there were only a few of them in the studio on the second floor, Gu Jinbei and Qiao Ruo'an still heard the content of their conversation, and speculated about their relationship by the way.

"Okay, okay, I'll draw again."

"It's almost..."

The two boys... Let's say they are the elder brother and the younger brother. They are flirting while drawing pictures. When they are tired, the younger brother lies on the table next to him and plays with his mobile phone. appreciate.

Qiao Ruoan smiled, turned his eyes back to the drawing board, and continued to draw.

I do not know how long it has been.

The studio door was suddenly pushed open violently.

A slender woman strode in and went straight to the second floor.

"Brat! I knew you were here!"

Hearing the woman's voice, the two boys were both stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the elder brother was roughly lifted from the easel by the woman.

"How many times have I said, don't let me see you come to this kind of place again! Your father and I worked so hard to support you to study, not to make you a bad painter! And... what's going on with him ? Didn’t I say that you are not allowed to associate with him again?”

The woman pointed at her younger brother with resentment in her eyes.

"No, I..." My brother lowered his head, his collar was twisted by the woman, and his inadvertently exposed shoulders were covered with bruises.

Qiao Ruo'an got up subconsciously, but saw his younger brother standing in front of him: "Auntie, stop scolding him, I forced him to come here to draw..."

"Get out of the way!" The woman pushed her brother aside forcefully, "What right does a punk with a mother but no mother have to be with my son? He is going to study abroad and become a big boss. You are not in the same world at all." people!"

The younger brother staggered a few steps and stood firm. He was obviously humiliated by the woman like this, but he still looked at his brother with concern.

Just then, the woman noticed the painting on the drawing board.

My brother is a good painter, and the characters are drawn so vividly that a woman can almost recognize who is in the painting at a glance.

The guess in her heart was confirmed, she couldn't stand it anymore, and tore the painting off to pieces!

"I just knew... I knew you two had a problem... Okay, Chu Qi, it's fine if you draw behind my back, and you still have a relationship with this little bastard who can't figure it out. Are you ashamed?" !"

"Mom, I didn't..."

"Come with me!"

The woman didn't give her brother a chance to resist at all, and dragged him out of the studio.

"Brother Chu..." The younger brother chased after him, watching helplessly as the woman stuffed his brother into a black car and drove away.

Looking at the back of the car leaving in the dust, my brother stood on the side of the road for a long time.

It wasn't until the scorching sun in the afternoon that the skin became red and hot, and then turned around and disappeared at the end of the long street.

In the studio, Qiao Ruo'an picked up the painting that was torn by a woman.

"Brother Bei, let's put this painting together."

"it is good."

Gu Jinbei didn't say much, just brought the tape silently, and put together a picture with Qiao Ruo'an.

The boy in the painting is smiling brightly.

It can be seen that the elder brother has a deep affection for the boy in the novel.

"Such a good painting is wasted..." Qiao Ruoan sighed.

Although the painting is spelled out, the whole paper is crumpled and there are many cracks.

And these fissures are the woman's cathartic rage.

It is also the wound that the teenagers were torn open.

"Take the book and press it for a while, it should be smoother."

Qiao Ruo'an nodded and asked, "Do you think they will come?"

"Yes." Gu Jinbei didn't think about it, "The mountains and the seas are separated from what you love, and the mountains and the seas can be flattened."

Hearing what Gu Jinbei said, Qiao Ruoan felt a little better.

He pressed the collaged picture under the book and returned to the easel to continue creating.

When the sky was getting dark, Qiao Ruo'an finished his work and hung his new work "Twins" on the wall.

The painting is a patchwork face, the girl on the left and the boy on the right.

According to Qiao Ruoan, this is what he imagined Qiao Mubei and Gu Yuean would look like when they grow up.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Gu Jinbei said, "Mumu and Yueyue are still waiting for us."

"Got it, let's go!"

The two greeted Zou Yi, and walked back to the hotel with the evening breeze.

The babies have just been fed and the nursery is taking them for a walk in the small garden.

Qiao Ruoan played with the babies for a while, then ran to the room to milk.

After all, he is a boy, and Qiao Ruoan must not do things like milking in front of Gu Jinbei. Gu Jinbei also respects him very much and has never peeked at him.

But in the middle of the squeeze this time, Qiao Ruo'an suddenly received a call from Professor Wen.

When Gu Jinbei passed by the room, he found the door was open and took a look inside, and found it a bit strange that Qiao Ruoan was not there.

On the table was his half-expressed milk, the bottle still open.

Worried about dust falling into the bottle, Gu Jinbei walked over and picked up the bottle cap.

When I was halfway through the twist, I suddenly remembered something and made a movement.

From Qiao Ruoan's pregnancy to the present, he has been curious about the taste of breast milk more than once, especially every time he sees his son and daughter eating so deliciously, he wants to know the difference between it and milk.

Gu Jinbei prides himself on being a decent person.

But this time, sensibility succeeded in overcoming reason, causing him to sniff the bottle up to his nose in a strange way.

No taste.

Gu Jinbei looked around, saw that Qiao Ruo'an was not here, and planned to burn the boat and do something dirty.

Anyway, it is the rations of my own children.

It's okay to try it, right?

Thinking of this, Gu Jinbei poured a little milk into the bottle cap.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was delivered to his mouth, Qiao Ruoan returned to the room...

Gu Jinbei didn't have time to put down his arms, and looked at Qiao Ruo'an with a self-destructive image.

Qiao Ruoan: "..."

Gu Jinbei: "..."

After a brief silence, Qiao Ruoan blinked and asked, "Brother Bei, are you drinking my milk?"

The childcare nanny who happened to pass by with the baby stared at the same age when she heard this, and immediately backed away from the same place, away from this "land of right and wrong".

"I..." Gu Jinbei put down the bottle cap, "I actually..."

"I knew you wanted to try it a long time ago!" Qiao Ruoan laughed at Gu Jinbei's bewildered look, "Try it if you want to, why are you still behind my back? What a shame..."

It is impossible not to embarrass the indecent behavior that does not conform to the person's design.

However, this embarrassment is mixed with a trace of shame and anger after being teased...

Now that the matter has come to this point, Gu Jinbei didn't hide it anymore.

"I do want to try it."

"Then you can try it, the half bottle is for you, I still have a lot, I will squeeze another bottle later."

"Don't try this." Gu Jinbei stared at Qiao Ruo'an, "I want to try something new."

"New, fresh...?"

Gu Jinbei nodded, and went straight to Qiao Ruoan.

Qiao Ruo'an quickly protected her chest: "You...don't you!"

"Anyway, you found out, so I don't need to set up any more people." Gu Jinbei raised his eyebrows, and picked him up in the air, "Your husband is not a decent person, so naturally he can't do anything serious. "

Qiao Ruoan: "No, wait! It's not over yet..."

Gu Jinbei: "Taste first, then I'll squeeze it for you after tasting."