Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat Chapter 207

  Chapter 207 Xie Yanqing attracts bees and butterflies?

  Xie Yanqing raised her eyebrows, and said slowly: "I know."

   "Huh? You know?" Wen Zhizhou was obviously taken aback for a moment.

   "He works under my wife, of course I know." Xie Yanqing squeezed Wen Rui's little hand like no one else, without even raising her head.

  The word "wife" can be said to be very easy to pronounce. Wen Rui gave him a look and told him to be careful.

   "Huh? This kid?" Wen Zhizhou opened his mouth in disbelief.

  Wen Rui straightened her body and smiled gracefully: "Wen Le is now the contracted painter of our gallery. He is very talented in painting. Mr. Wen gave birth to a good son who can educate him."

  Wen Zhizhou has never been praised so much before. At such an old age, he blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly waved his hands: "No, no, this kid is making progress on his own."

  Ben Le on the side widened his eyes, oh my god, he is still domineering and grows up so big, the old man is either saying that he is not angry or that he is not doing his job properly, this is the first time he has praised him so much!

  He couldn't help being a little proud, let the old man underestimate him?

  Wen Rui bent the corners of his lips, with a slight smile on his face, he turned his face to signal Xu Lin to give Wen Le's painting to Wen Zhizhou.

  Wen Zhizhou picked it up carefully, and after chatting for a long time, told Wen Le to listen to Wen Rui carefully before taking him away.

  The three members of the Ye family were sitting not far away. Seeing this scene, Mother Ye couldn't help urging Father Ye to go over and say hello to Xie Yanqing, so that they could get acquainted anyway.

  Father Ye thought for a while, and walked over with his wife and daughter.

   "Second...Second Lord, hello!" His fingers were clenched together, and his voice was slightly nervous.

  He had only seen the second master's demeanor from a distance at a few grand gatherings before, and had never spoken to him up close.

   "Yes" Xie Yanqing responded lightly, and cast a sidelong glance at Xu Lin.

Xu Lin understood, took a scroll and handed it to him, and said calmly: "Mr. Ye, there are many companies that want to cooperate with our Xie family. Whether you can seize the opportunity depends on how you understand it." Already!"

  Father Ye was puzzled by what Xu Lin said to Monk Zhang Er, but he still held on to the painting tightly, thinking only of going back at night to see what the name was.

  Since the painting was almost finished, Xie Yanqing got up and planned to take Wen Rui away, but at this moment, a **** gaze fell on him.

  Xie Yanqing frowned slightly, and before she could reprimand, the little woman beside her asked softly: "Is this Mr. Ye's daughter?"

  Father Ye nodded quickly and introduced with a smile: "Miss Wen, this is the little girl."

  Mother Ye also followed suit and said a lot of good things about Ye Fu.

  Wen Rui just smiled and said nothing, when Mother Ye stopped talking, she glanced at the shy Ye Fu beside her from the corner of her eye, and exclaimed: "Miss Ye is really beautiful..."

   Before she finished speaking, Mother Ye nodded vigorously, smiling brightly, but the smile on her face froze in the next second.

  Wen Rui's soft voice floated in the air: "It's just that there are some people you can't covet. Miss Ye has to watch her eyes."

  Xie Yanqing chuckled lightly, feeling comfortable all over, then her pair of cold star-like black eyes glanced sharply at Father Ye: "Mr. Ye, my daughter is not sensible, she should be educated as soon as possible, otherwise I don't mind educating you myself."

  The man's tone was not serious, but Father Ye heard a strong warning. His legs felt weak unconsciously, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He has never personally seen the methods of this second master, but he has heard a lot. It is said that there used to be some daughters who climbed on the bed. In the cold winter, the second master was relentless. He directly asked people to throw them at the hotel entrance. There was only one breath left before sending someone to pick them up.

   When Xie Yanqing and Wen Rui returned to Moyuan, it was still early, they had a quick meal, and then went upstairs to wash up.

  As soon as Wen Rui came out of the bathroom, Xie Yanqing hugged her horizontally and threw her onto the soft big bed. Before she could exclaim in surprise, her pink lips were covered with warmth.

  The man's kiss was eager and domineering, as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood, Wen Rui was so dazed by his kiss that her mind went blank.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Yanqing slowed down, began to gently **** and caress, and pecked on her lips one by one. His eyes were scarlet, and he stretched out his hand to press on Wen Rui's crystal clear and moist red lips, dumbfounded. He asked her in a voice: "Ruirui, were you jealous just now?"

  Wen Rui's clear and moist eyes were foggy, and she gave him a light glance: "Who made you so attractive?"

   Immediately afterwards, white and slender fingers touched Xie Yanqing's **** Adam's apple. The cold touch made Xie Yanqing tremble all over, and his scalp became numb. A current rushed straight up from the tailbone, and he couldn't help rolling his throat.

  His body was very uncomfortable, but the little woman under him was as seductive as a fairy who had cultivated for thousands of years. She exhaled like blue, and leaned into his ear and whispered: "My man, what's wrong with me being domineering?"

   After speaking, he laughed like a silver bell, lifted the quilt and lay down.

  Xie Yanqing's throat was dry, and the bottom of her black eyes was dark, full of lust.

  Suddenly, he found a corner, lifted the quilt abruptly and got in. Soon, a little woman's exclamation came from inside the quilt, and then the mattress began to shake slightly.

   Gradually, the room returned to tranquility, only the woman's slight panting, mixed with the man's **** low humming.

   At this time, the Ye family villa.

  The living room is brightly lit and the atmosphere is dignified.

  Father Ye sat on the sofa, his thick brows furrowed, his rough fingers rubbed the painting he had just brought back, his eyes moved down, and his pupils shrank slightly when he saw the familiar name on the signature.

  He put the painting in his hand on the coffee table, and asked in a slightly serious tone: "Gao Jie, what's going on?"

  Ye Gaojie was also unambiguous, with his back straight, and he said decisively: "Uncle Ye, I signed a contract with a gallery, and the person in charge happens to be Ms. Wen."

  He paused and said: "You have also worked hard in the mall for many years, and you will understand Erye Xie's intentions tonight."

  Father Ye's fingers moved slightly, his thoughts turned a thousand times. Ms. Wen's gallery has just started and is not well-known yet. Erye Xie's actions tonight are obviously promoting her gallery.

  He pinched the painting and thought for a long time on the way back before he figured it out, but what he didn't expect was that the painting was actually painted by Ye Gaojie.

   "Gao Jie, since Ms. Wen gave you this opportunity, you should seize it and work hard with her." Father Ye raised his eyebrows, retracted his thoughts, stood up and patted Ye Gaojie on the shoulder.

   A trace of ignorance quickly flashed in his eyes. With this relationship, Second Master Xie can also get online in the future.

  (end of this chapter)

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