Chapter 958

I can't stand being thin skinned.

Zhou Kailiang looked at the thin powder on her cheek, which made her itch.

With a slight cough, he stood up.

"Get her a pair of slippers."

The housekeeper went immediately after she finished her orders.

She bit her lip like a mosquito's voice, "go wash your hands."

Zhou Kailiang heard it, pretended not to hear it, and leaned down, "what?"

"I told you to wash your hands!"

"This one?"

He deliberately put his hand in front of Danxi, and he was smiling.

He's driving sissy crazy.

He turned around and was in a good mood.

The housekeeper brought her slippers.

Feet into the white slippers, she seems to be able to feel the temperature of his palm.

That night, Zhou Kailiang really didn't do anything, just simply holding her to sleep.

At first, she was held by him, and her whole body was stiff. But later, she was tired and fell asleep in his arms.

……

Dream downstairs, cafe.

"I've seen your draft plan." Liang Shao took a sip of milk tea, narrowed his eyes and called the waitress.

"Well, I'll have another one."

The waitress smiles and prepares.

"How's it going?"

"It's delicious, sweet."

"I asked about the planning." I don't laugh.

Liang Shao face a red, awkward dodge a single Qian's line of sight, "OK."

"Do you like it?"

"Not bad."

"Then I'll get ready."

"Oh."

After a pause, Liang Shao bit his lip and looked at Shan Qian, "do you really think that my painting can compete with Xiao Luoluo's?"

"Why?" Chuckling, Danxi asked her, "don't you have confidence in yourself?"

Liang Shao looked down at the cup. After a while, he said, "she was very famous when she was at school. The teacher also said that she drew well."

"What do you call it?"

"Well?"

Liang Shao blinked.

Susie tilted her head slightly and asked, "what do you think is good? What's a good definition? "

“……”

"It's different from person to person. Don't think too much. Her painting is good and yours is not bad

"Do you really think I'm not bad?"

Liang Shao's eyes are bright and full of expectation.

It was an expression of desire to be recognized.

Susie nodded and told her seriously, "I like your painting."

She did not say whether Liang Shao's painting was good or not, but only told Liang Shao that she liked it.

Liang Shao, with a shy smile of satisfaction, lowered his head to drink milk tea.

"Bell."

The mobile phone rings in the satchel. Shan Qian takes it out and looks at it. She says to Liang Shao, "sorry, I'll take a call."

"Well, you go."

She went out of the cafe with her cell phone and picked it up.

"Hello."

"I heard that you went to Liang Shao?"

There's a mocking voice coming from the cell phone.

She looked up at the bright sunny day and said, "yes."

"Oh! Shan Xi, I'm really curious. Do you think Liang Shao's paintings can be compared with mine? "

"I think so."

"You

The other side was infuriated, and then spoke with a clear gasp, "OK! Good! Let's wait and see next week's exhibition! "

Han Ji parked his car at the gate of a middle-class community and looked out of the car.

"Boss, are you sure the address is right?"

"Well."

"Does Zheng Youzheng really live here?"

"Well."

"At least he's also the vice mayor of C City, and it's not a rumor. He's probably the one who's in charge this year. He's low-key enough. But I'm afraid it's just his cave. "

"You go to the neighborhood and have some food. Come and pick me up later."

"Good."

Although the community is old, but the security is good, foreign vehicles can not enter without registration.

In case of trouble, Zhou Kailiang gets off at the gate of the community and walks in.

"Cool!"

When he heard someone calling him, Zhou Kailiang stood back and saw Zheng Youzheng wearing casual clothes and coming with a shopping bag in his hand.

"Vice Mayor Zheng."

"Come on, let's go."

Zheng Youzheng said happily, taking Zhou Kailiang to his home.

"I'll cook two dishes myself later. Don't give up. I didn't ask you to eat outside, because I didn't treat you as an outsider. It's more comfortable for us to eat at home. ""Yes, I will."

With that, Zhou Kailiang reached for Zheng Youzheng's bag.

Zheng Youzheng was not polite to him, so he gave him the lighter one.

As they talked, they walked home.

Zheng Youzheng's home is a duplex structure, the first floor is the living room, kitchen and dining room, and a bathroom.

The second floor is the master bedroom, two guest bedrooms and a study.

Hearing the sound, Zheng Shanshan came down from the second floor and saw Zhou Kailiang. Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mr. Zhou!"

The girl did not hide her admiration for Zhou Kailiang. She went downstairs and came to Zhou Kailiang.

"Shanshan, be reserved."

Zheng Youzheng reminds his daughter, but he can hear his love for her in his tone.

Zheng Shanshan tooted her lips and retorted in a low voice: "I'm not reserved."

"Well, you can talk with him and I'll cook."

Zheng Youzheng said, take back the bag in Zhou Kailiang's hand, "Kailiang, you go to sit first."

Zheng Youzheng's wife died of illness five years ago. He has never remarried and has been living with his daughter.

In the eyes of the outside world, he is an infatuated good husband and a good father who loves his daughter.

This person has helped him a lot on the political road, and his popularity is much better than Mayor Wang Zhen.

"Mr. Zhou, sit down."

Zheng Shanshan reaches for Zhou Kailiang's arm and pulls him to the sofa.

From the invisible angle of Zheng Shanshan, Zhou Kailiang's eyes twinkled and he was too cold and disgusted.

He hated the touch of strangers.

They sat down on the sofa, and Zheng Shanshan sat beside him with peach blossom on her face.

In the middle, Zheng Youzheng came out once. Seeing that his daughter and Zhou Kailiang had a good talk, he was relieved to go back to cooking.

…… "I see."

Zheng Shanshan blinks and smiles after hearing Zhou Kailiang's words.

"Then you can't break your promise."

Zhou Kailiang nodded, his slender fingers fell on Zheng Shanshan's head, and gently pressed.

"No

Zheng Shanshan was obsessed with looking at him, and felt that she was willing to do anything for him.

"Dinner."

After cooking, Zheng you scrambles for his daughter to have dinner with Zhou Kailiang.

Zhou Kailiang stood up and looked at Zheng Shanshan with a smile, "let's go."

Zheng Shanshan nodded and followed him to the restaurant.

Looking for dreams.

Shan Qian didn't tell the editor in chief. Feifei couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so she asked for sick leave with the editor in chief first.

There was only one person left. She was so busy that she almost vomited blood and turned day and night upside down.

However, the thought that Xu Yu's case will be heard at the end of this month will bring good news, and she will be able to get a little comfort from it.

It was the day of the exhibition.

It's not intentional. It's impossible. The curating sites chosen by Shan Xi and Shen Jia are all in the exhibition center.

Shen Jia is in the East Exhibition Hall and Qian is in the West exhibition hall.

In terms of area alone, the East Exhibition Hall is larger.