The days when real wine kidnapped the model worker in the winery

The little gangster was still clamoring: "Do you know who I am?! Let me go!"

Thinking of this, Qiu Tingye made a decision. He bent down, his clear green eyes turned into a dark color, as if there was a vortex hidden inside, which could suck away people's souls.

His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice carried the power of confusion, and he said softly, "You didn't go out today, and you didn't see me."

"You are a nail hidden in the mud society in the night."

"You dedicate everything you have to the night."

A special ability of Qiu Tingye, mind manipulation.However, this ability is relatively weak, and it is difficult for people with strong will to be affected. He has no sense of accomplishment when using it on small people, so he doesn't like to use it.

However, if it is used to bury a nail casually, it will be fine.

At some point, maybe it will play a role of surprise.

……

The next day, Qiu Tingye's paintings had been sent from abroad. He tidied up his studio, put some paintings in the studio, hung some up and drew the curtains, and the whole studio became brighter.

Then, Qiu Tingye saw a football flying into his courtyard.

Outside the fence, three children watched in dismay as soccer balls flew into other homes.

"Yuantai! You kicked the football into someone else's house!"

"I didn't do it on purpose, I just kicked it lightly, and the ball flew in by itself!"

"But we shouldn't be playing football here!"

"We're going to apologize and get the football back!"

Seeing these children chirping and discussing a solution, Conan followed behind the three children, showing half-moon eyes.

Hehe, I hope the football didn't damage anything, and I hope this family has a good temper.

Otherwise, the three children would probably be scolded.

When Bumeita and Mitsuhiko walked to the gate of this house, they couldn't reach the doorbell on tiptoe, frowning and didn't know what to do.

"Conan, what should we do? We can't reach the doorbell!"

At this time, Qiu Tingye came out with a football and opened the door.

"Is it your football?"

Conan looked up in surprise, it was the painter Mr. Qiu Ting!

After the children saw him, they excitedly spoke to each other one by one:

"Did brother Qiu Ting live here?"

"I'm sorry brother Qiu Ting, I kicked the ball into your house!"

"Brother Qiuting's house is so big!"

Qiu Tingye handed them the football, knelt down and said softly: "It's okay, I was just in the studio and saw the football flying in. I thought it might be some naughty ghost who accidentally kicked the ball in, so I came out with the ball .”

Being looked at so tenderly by Qiu Ting's brother, Ayumi couldn't help but blushed, and said embarrassingly:

"I'm sorry, Brother Qiu Ting, we didn't mean to."

"It's okay, and nothing was damaged." Qiu Tingye smiled lightly: "Want to come in and eat something? I have newly bought snacks at home!"

The children jumped up happily, but Conan had no choice but to go in with the children for a snack.

The children were quite polite, sitting obediently on the sofa and eating snacks, maybe because they just did something bad.

Conan asked curiously: "Brother Qiu Ting was painting before?"

Qiu Tingye shook his head: "I'm packing up the things in the studio. All my paintings have been sent back from abroad, and I was just hanging them in the studio by category."

"Eh? Then can we take a look at Brother Qiu Ting's paintings?"

"That's right! Brother Qiu Ting's painting is really good!"

"I heard from Sister Xiaolan that Brother Qiu Ting's paintings are very famous! We all want to see them."

In the childish voice of you and me, Qiu Tingye agreed to the children's request:

"Okay, but remember to be careful!"

"Okay." Seeing the children jumping up again, Qiu Tingye hastily and helplessly motioned them to be smaller, and then led them to her studio.

Qiu Tingye's studio is very large, leaving a part of the area for painting, and the rest of the area has framed paintings, and some simple sketches are not hung up, but placed on the side.Moreover, the painting area is separated from the display area.

The children walked along the walls displaying paintings one by one, and then saw the award-winning work "Xu Guang".

"Brother Qiu Ting's painting..." Conan said.

"Huh? What?"

"There is a sense of hope, and it feels very happy."

Qiu Tingye touched Conan's head in surprise: "Conan is very smart, he can see it!"

The children did not understand the painting, trotted to the back, and saw two paintings:

"Brother Qiu Ting, who is this you drew?"

Qiu Tingye and Conan walked over.

The first one is an oil painting, on which is a silver-haired girl wearing a dress at a banquet, taking an elegant dance step in the middle of the dance floor. The girl's waist is very thin, and the complicated shape of the belt outlines the beautiful waist. Gorgeous The hem of the skirt is dragging like foliage.

The expression on the girl's face was full of surprise, her slender arms were covered with lace white gloves, and she stretched out her hand to the blurred figure of a man in the distance.

It's like looking forward to dancing a waltz of love with the one you love.

Surrounded by the band immersed in the world of their playing, the rest of the guests have become foil shadows in this painting, and only the brightest lights are cast on the girl.

She seemed to be the focus of this banquet.

"This sister is so beautiful!"

"real!"

Seeing that the children were talking about this painting, the smile on the corner of Qiu Tingye's mouth froze subtly, and then smiled without any flaws:

"At that time, because the scene was beautiful, I also added a little fantasy factor. I remember that the girl was just about to be proposed by her fiancé, and his fiancé made a surprise for her."

"This kind of happy emotion is very contagious."

"It's so romantic!" The children were very envious.

Conan noticed the girl's silver hair, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He could tell at a glance that she was a girl immersed in happiness.

At most, he also sighed.

"What about this painting? Who did Brother Qiu Ting draw?"

The second painting has no color, it is a sketch, the person in the painting has no frontal face, only a back view, with half-length hair, his face is slightly turned sideways, revealing his wide-open eyes.

"This is my friend. It is my previous work. I originally wanted to scare him. I thought this angle was very good, so I drew it from memory."

"Eh? Where is brother Qiu Ting's friend now?"

Qiu Tingye said with a bit of distress: "He is very busy and didn't come to the neon."

"Pity!"

After satisfying the children's curiosity about his paintings, they walked out of the studio smoothly and continued to eat snacks.

"Does Brother Qiuting often draw?" Conan asked curiously.

"That's right, but it's not just painting. Sometimes I also play some music, or go out to collect folk songs."

The children's eyes widened: "Can Brother Qiu Ting still play music?"

Qiu Tingye quickly blocked their mouths: "Yes, but my harp hasn't been delivered yet, so I can't play it for you."

"Harp!"

"I heard that the sound of the harp is very ethereal, and it's really nice!"

"But Brother Qiu Ting's harp is not there, there is no other way!"

Qiu Tingye put a plate of dim sum on the table and asked the children to take it by themselves: "If there is a chance, I will invite you to listen to me play the harp!"

The children laughed excitedly.

Conan's wariness has been completely let go, although he was not too wary at first, this person can be seen at a glance as the kind of gentle and gentle person, and he also likes children.

After being disturbed by them for so long, visiting the studio and wanting to listen to play the harp, none of them showed any bad emotions, and all kinds of behaviors were taking care of the children.

Even he, who didn't talk much, was noticed which snack he liked, and would hand it over to him specially.

Moreover, Huiyuan didn't feel any discomfort when facing this person.

Seeing that the time is almost up, it is not good to continue to have lunch at other people's homes, so Conan said to the children:

"Okay, we've bothered Brother Qiu Ting long enough! It's time to go home, or they'll be worried!"

The children reluctantly stood at the door saying goodbye to Qiu Tingye one by one, and then left.

Qiu Tingye returned to the studio and wanted to put away the two paintings, but thought that Conan had already seen them, and if they were put away, they might be suspected.

Then he searched the place where the children passed by, and found nothing that shouldn't be there, then fell down on the sofa and sighed.

It's tiring to bring a child!

Dr. A Li is really amazing. He takes care of so many children at once, and he is not afraid that the children will suddenly disperse and run away without knowing who to chase.

However, it seems that Conan's child didn't doubt him at all.

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Gin, who was doing a task on the other side, received an email from the boss:

【Things are handled well, you have three days off next week, go play with Glenfiddich. 】

Gin: "..."

Yesterday, Qiu Tingye did tell him that he wanted a few days of vacation from the boss, but he didn't expect the time to be set so soon?

But after Yuan Jiaming was dealt with, there was indeed nothing important.

[Yes, boss. ——Gin]

Then Gin picks and chooses from his task list. This one can be thrown to Chianti and Cologne, this one can be thrown to vodka, and this one needs to be visited by himself.

After dividing the tasks, Gin thought that Vodka hadn't had a holiday for a long time, so he said to Vodka:

"Vodka, I have something to do next week, and the task is for you. From now on, you have three days of vacation." From now to next Monday, there are exactly three days, and the remaining half day can be used to arrange some things for Vodka.

Well, perfect.

Vodka was very happy, so he obeyed his elder brother and left.

Qiu Tingye, who was paralyzed on the sofa, suddenly received an email:

[Come here and help me with the task. ——Gin]

Qiu Tingye: "...?"

Before he could ask, another email arrived:

[Don't you want to take a vacation?I give vodka a break. ——Gin]

Autumn court night brooding face, so why are you giving vodka a holiday when we're on vacation?

In the end, I honestly prepared the three-day mission with Gin, but since the two people put together to do the mission, the efficiency was doubled, and it was done in one day.

Gin lighted a cigarette in a happy mood. This long-lost feeling of relaxation in doing tasks is very good.Then Qiu Tingye unhappily pinched his cigarette.

Gin: "..."

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The author has something to say:

Silver hair, the hint should be obvious~

The next few chapters are all about the holiday trip of gin hehe, the sweetness is very high~

How should I put it, I think I'm good at it (shameless)