"Husband, you are not allowed to see it, please let me go."
On Jiang Chenshao's legs was the little wife waving her arms behind her excited hands, wanting to hit him, but she couldn't.
Page 53, his photo became a pig's head.
Page 72, his nose is a pig's nose, and his face is full of pockmarks.
Page 120, he was gone directly. His "little painter" painted him a mouse teeth, a cat's beard, his black hair turned red, and there were waves! The two corners on his head grew
A pig's ear, with the three words "Jiang Chenshao" below, turned into "Zhu Bajie".
"Bang"
With a slap, Gu Nuanxi's butt bloomed.
She blushed and ashamed, "Husband!"
Jiang Chenshao: "I love painting so much, so I'll just send it to you to learn painting."
When Gu Nuanxi turned over and Jiang Chenshao did not restrict her, she turned over from her husband's legs and lay down, holding her husband's shoulder with the other hand and pulling herself from his legs.
"Husband~ I won't learn."
Jiang Chenshao glanced at his wife. He took out his cell phone and asked Secretary Luo to ask his wife to find a reliable painting class so that his "little painter" could become a "big painter".
"No, husband, listen to me, I paint because I love you so much." Gu Nuanxi was about to take her husband's cell phone, Jiang Chenshao raised his arm, and Gu Nuanxi grabbed the air.
She simply changed her routine, held her husband's face with both hands, and looked at her eyes. She took the initiative to go up and kiss her, "Husband, don't be fine, I'm wrong, I won't draw it in the future."
Jiang Chenshao bullied her, "Wait until you learn to draw a sketch for me and finish the painting class."
Gu Nuanxi shook her head, and she kissed her husband several more times. "Husband, I'm wrong."
Jiang Chenshao: "It doesn't work if you give a kiss."
"Then shall I sacrifice myself?"
Jiang Chenshao glanced at the little wife in his arms. What she said to her was generally irresponsible. Jiang Chenshao knew this very well, so he didn't believe her.
"I'll talk about it when you offer it."
Gu Nuanxi raised her arms and wanted to snatch her husband's cell phone. At this time, Assistant He knocked on the door, "President, is it convenient for me to go in?"
"It's convenient, come in quickly." Gu Nuanxi said quickly.
She had to find a job for the man to forget about drawing a pig's head.
Assistant He entered the door.
At first glance, the president's desk was empty.
On the second look, there were two people on the president's sofa.
Gu Nuanxi sat in her husband's arms. She moved her husband's heart and begged for mercy, "Husband, I was wrong and don't be angry with myself. You can work first, I will disappear."
"I've restored all the paintings in the book."
"Okay, no problem, I'll go now."
Gu Nuanxi slipped out with her book in her arms.
Assistant He looked at the couple's intimacy awkwardly.
"President, am I here at the right time?"
Jiang Chenshao: "Not hindrance, I was scaring her just now. If you have anything to do, just say it."
Outside the door, Gu Nuanxi went to the tea room alone. She sat there, then borrowed an eraser from one of the employees, spread out the book and began to erase her "masterpiece".
"If your hands itchy, use your full light to disperse it. I have to read my book, so I feel so frustrated."
She complained while rubbing, and scolded her husband's hands.
Secretary Luo passed by and saw the girl. She took a bottle of drink and handed it to Gu Nuanxi. "Madam, isn't Zu Guangsan a treatment for athlete's foot?"
Gu Nuanxi: "Is there any difference between your president's hands and feet?"
Secretary Luo saw the angry wife, and after she lowered her eyes, she saw the painting on Gu Nuanxi's book, she asked more, "Madam, what punishment did the president give you?"