She also felt that Wu Yifan's tone was wrong just now.
Beauty Qiao, she really just wanted to use your man to express her bitterness, and she didn’t even think about it.
Wu Yifan looked at Wu Yifan who was walking further and further away, and said coldly, "His temper is getting more and more coquettish as he gets used to it."
But his eyes didn't match his tone.
He seemed very anxious.
"..."
Zhang Mofei raised his head and looked at Wu Yifan's face speechlessly.
Who says jealousy can only be caused by women?
Who says only women can be duplicitous?
Same goes for men.
Qiao An's sudden appearance made Zhang Mofei feel a little relieved.
In order for Wu Yifan not to kneel down on the computer motherboard when he went home at night, she asked Wu Yifan to go find Qiao An.
The good foundation given by God must be cherished.
She was sitting alone in Wu Yifan's office.
Sitting in front of the drawing board with pencil in hand.
I quickly drew two luxurious houses with a very fast technique.
Drawing with a pencil is easy for her.
Soon I drew two more children, a boy and a girl.
The girl stood in the yard and looked up at the boy standing by the window on the second floor.
Finally, she drew a dog at the door of the yard. The dog seemed to be barking with its mouth open.
Her lips gradually curved.
"What do you paint that makes you so fascinated?"
Zhang Mofei's painting was just finished, and Pei Mochen arrived.
He pushed the door open and entered the office. Zhang Mofei didn't even notice, and was still staring at the drawing board and smiling seriously.
Walking to Zhang Mofei's side, he glanced at the drawing board and saw clearly.
"Wrong drawing."
Three words, a firm tone.
Zhang Mofei stared at the painting, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
She remembered that the situation was like this. When she was about to succeed, she was barked by the ungrateful dog and fell down.
Then she stood with her head lowered and her hands touching her buttocks, looking up at Pei Moden.
Pei Mochen stood expressionlessly by the window, looking down at her with a 'you're bored' expression.
It was summer, and the yard was full of flowers and plants. It was such a scene.
Pei Mochen said, "You are wearing a skirt."
Zhang Mofei frowned when he heard this and tried hard to recall the clothes she was wearing at that time.
After thinking for a moment, she wondered to herself, "Why do I remember it's pants?"
It had been too long, more than 20 years ago, and she could not remember many details clearly.
"A red dress." Pei Mochen said in more detail. Not only was it a skirt, it was a dress, and it was also red.
"Oh." Zhang Mofei nodded, and erased the little girl's body with an eraser, preparing to correct it.
She realized it later, turned around and looked up at Pei Moden, and asked doubtfully, "Why do you remember so clearly?"
He avoided her so much at that time, which shows how much he hates her. Why did he still pay attention to what she was wearing? And he still remembers it after such a long time.
Pei Mochen answered the question unreasonably, "The underwear is white."
After saying that, he curled his lips and smiled, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stared at the paintings drawn by Zhang Mofei, his thoughts a little lost.
"..."
Zhang Mofei looked at Pei Mochen dubiously, were the underwear white?
But she did seem to like wearing white panties when she was little.
But how did he know?
Pei Mochen knew what Zhang Mofei was curious about, so he bent down, tilted his head and whispered in her ear, "You accidentally lost everything when you fell to the ground."
After saying that, the smile on his handsome face bloomed like a flower.
His neat white teeth are exposed, and his eyebrows are curved.
Zhang Mofei is embarrassed!
Standing up and looking at Pei Mochen face to face,
