Chapter 478

Liang Ru suddenly laughed out loud, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, this is God's retribution for doing so many bad things to her!

Yan Xiluo, Qiao Moli, I made you all shed tears for finding your daughter. Now, all of this is punished on me twice, and I have to blame myself!

Qiao Mochen, I hate you! If it wasn't for you to drive Tong En and me out regardless of the relationship between husband and wife, how could I be in this situation? !

Liang Ru bit her lips until blood came out, and the hatred in her heart pervaded her whole body.

She really doesn't want to live in this world if she can.

However, not yet.

Now that she has Tong En, even if she dies, she will bring Tong En out of this den.

Seeing Liang Ru give up struggling, her face covered with tears, Frank felt a little bit unbearable.

But the girl under him has touched his soul, he wants this woman, he wants to protect her!

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and kissed her again, found a breakthrough, and instantly possessed Liang Ru...

Frank vented on Liang Ru to his heart's content, he was crazy about it!

Looking at the woman Liang Ru who was like a falling leaf under him, Frank felt as happy as if he had gone to heaven.

This woman with an oriental face was a stunner he had never met since he grew up!

Liang Ru lay stiffly on the cold floor, occupied by Frank in various poses.

Afterwards, Frank held her and washed her clean before going to the bed to continue another round of possession. Her heart was weeping silently because of the humiliation.

But for the sake of Tong En, what can she do besides bearing these humiliations silently?

Tong En, little Tong En, Mommy is a very bad person, and she will be ashamed to see your biological parents again in this life.

I'm sorry Tong En.

The night is still going on, dark and bleak, and the looting in the house is still going on, it's too unbearable to look at...

Frank was intoxicated in madness and couldn't extricate himself from it, and it didn't stop all night. Liang Ru had passed out several times, and when she woke up, she still saw the man occupying her like a cheetah...

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hawaii.

Since the last time I visited Qiao Siluo in country M, Yan Xiluo's mood has obviously improved, a smile gradually appeared on her face, and her complexion is much better than before.

Of course, all of these are inseparable from Qiao Moli's credit, because as long as he is not busy, he will pester Yan Xiluo and prevent her from thinking wildly.

Especially when Richard asked Yan Xiluo to help him with his portrait last time, Qiao Moli was very jealous. The day he came back from Country M, he pestered Yan Xiluo to give him a portrait, and he had to draw one every day.

That bastard Richard coaxed his wife to draw a portrait of him! What a big deal, he can act as a model for his wife every day!

Yan Xiluo was very helpless towards Qiao Moli's childish behavior, so she had to help Qiao Moli take serious portraits every day, and gradually she couldn't stop enjoying it.

Because Qiao Moli's appearance is one of the best, and when she paints, she can't help mixing her own love into it, making Qiao Moli in the portrait more lifelike and handsome.

Every time she finishes painting, Qiao Moli happily asks her servant to frame her portraits, and specially decorates a big house to house her delicately framed portraits.

But he always felt that there was something missing. After wandering around the room for several days, Qiao Moli finally found out what was missing.

This room is full of portraits of myself, but there is no wife's, so wouldn't I be lonely?

In order not to let his wife be left out, Qiao Moli made a decision, that is, he must paint a whole wall of portraits of Yan Xiluo, and he must paint as vividly as his wife painted him.

However, painting is not something that can be learned overnight. Even Leonardo da Vinci, a famous and talented painter, had to start from eggs.

Therefore, Qiao Moli's painting career at the beginning was not going well. Well, to be honest, it's not going well...

"Husband, are you sure the one you drew today looks like me?" Yan Xiluo looked helplessly at Qiao Moli's new sketch in his hand. There was indeed a woman with long hair on it, but her facial features were seriously unbalanced, her face was small and her eyes were big. With a short nose and a pointed chin, it looked a bit scary.

Qiao Moli nodded seriously, "Yeah, doesn't it look like it? It's exactly like you."

Yan Xiluo almost sprayed Qiao Moli's face with blood, she couldn't believe that Qiao Moli would say such a thing, "Husband, you feel your conscience and tell me that this ugly woman is the one who is in your heart image?"

Qiao Moli quickly piled up a smiling face, "How can it be? Ma'am, you are the most beautiful in my eyes, every smile makes me intoxicated, your bad, your good, your pouting mouth when you lose your temper, you In my heart is the most beautiful..."

"Stop!" Yan Xi lost his temper and stopped laughing, "Honey, can we talk properly, aren't we discussing this chapter of portraits? Why are you still humming?"

Qiao Mo smiled and hugged Yan Xiluo's slender waist, and apologized softly, "Isn't it because I made you ugly, so hurry up and sing for you, don't you? Ma'am, look, I've only been studying for a few days That's all, how can it be as vivid as you painted me? Sigh, I don't think I have any talent in this area at all. "

As she said that, Qiao Moli sighed lightly, with a frustrated expression on her face.

Yan Xiluo thought that she had hurt Qiao Moli's self-confidence, so she quickly said seriously, "My husband, you have already drawn very well, really. After all, you only learned how to draw a few days ago, so take a look at the first picture you drew. Compared with the current one, it is really much better.”

"Really?" Qiao Moli hid an uncontrollable smile, "Then do you admit that my paintings are more and more like you?"

Yan Xiluo shook her head resolutely, "Husband, I decided to take back what I just said, what you drew is the snake spirit in the gourd baby!"

"Okay, you actually dare to laugh at me. If a tiger doesn't show its power, you treat me as a sick cat. Give me a trick." Qiao Moli said, and he tickled Yan Xiluo.

"Haha, hahaha," Yan Xiluo was most afraid of this move, and hurriedly put his arms around Qiao Moli and begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, I admit that you are the most powerful, and the painting is the most similar, is this okay?"

"That's pretty much the same, you're acquainted." Qiao Moli smiled and hugged Yan Xiluo, and the two eyes met and looked at each other affectionately.

Qiao Moli used her hands to help Yan Xiluo lift the broken hair around her ears, her voice became hoarse, "Madam, you are so beautiful."

Yan Xiluo's cheeks turned a little red from the laughter just now. She keenly felt that Qiao Moli had reacted somewhere close to her.

His face was so red that he was about to bleed, and he thumped Qiao Moli's chest coquettishly, "You bastard!"