She knew that he was accustomed to cigarettes because he was melancholy and boring, so every time he smoked melancholy, he followed.
She didn't know what she had to persuade him not to smoke, everything was because of her.
Fortunately, he smoked only half of his smoking, and he threw it with a heavy amount of scorching oil in the second half.
Pei Mo Shen destroyed the smoke and left the cigarette butt out the window. Occasionally, the quality was not good.
Close the window and said to Cheng Ning worry, "Don't pick up that is hard, if you can't bear your professionalism to FY to be an artist."
FY specializes in traveling, and you can arrange the work group of which game to be a design director, which is easier than her hand -painted serial comics.
Isn't it because of hobbies.
Cheng Ning worriedly pulled his eyelids and looked at the draft held in his hand, "I want to do my own business."
She actually enjoyed painting, especially when inspiration broke out.
Hearing the words, Pei Mohen was a little angry, "Zhang Mofi, have you said countless?"
Cheng Ning was worried about where he came from, "What?"
How did this person look good? She remembers that she did not promise to go to FY after returning, and did not agree to accept the manuscript.
Pei Mo Shen raised his eyebrows, "Don't remember?"
"Ask Jun Ming to show." Cheng Ning worried really didn't remember what he had said.
Pei Mo Shen suddenly braked.
Cheng Ning's face was scared and pale, turned his face and looked at Pei Mohen, just opened his mouth to ask what happened, Pei Mohen reached out and hooked her neck, her lips were attached to her lips.
Why did this person drive a good spring again?
He couldn't move by him, and he could only stare at him at his eyes.
His tongue was entangled with her tongue in her mouth, with a trace of punishment. It wasn't until both of them were ashamed that he slowly released her.
He used his forehead against her forehead, and asked gentlely, "What do you say when I left? Um?"
Just now it was fiercely like a beast, and it turned into a gentle sheep for a moment.
His tenderness makes Cheng Ning feel very worried.
‘When I get the first -class artist, I will come back as the owner of your studio.’
It turns out that he refers to this.
Yeah, many years, she almost forgot, she dare to think about what happened many years ago now.
Pulling down his eyes, the long eyelashes flickered, sour in my heart, "Yang Yang, how good I was at first."
At the beginning, she was not so arrogant and not so strong. Are they living a bland and happy life now?
She also has dad, mother, and sister.
Maybe there is also a thoughts and thoughts with Pei Mo Shen.
Pei Mohen saw her self -blame again from her eyes, and kissed her forehead with distress, "How good I left you at the beginning."
"People cannot predict the future. If they can predict the future, there are no accidents in the world, and even natural disasters can be dropped."
Pei Mohen sat straight and continued to drive.
"I don't draw anymore, you give this task to Sister Sister, I have been drawing this stuff after knowing you."
Qiao An asked Wu Yifan to give him a novel comic draft to throw it on his desk, domineering side leakage.
A few days ago I was said to be like Xiao Shou, the more he wanted to get angry.
I also feel that I am getting more and more wrong, wearing clothes is getting more and more bright, and I don't feel it when I see a woman.
After thinking about it at home for several days, I finally thought of what was going on.
Because after knowing Wu Yifan, ***, he always painted the story of two men.