Lin Yang froze in shock, "Seven Injury Fist?" Lin Yang suddenly remembered the two parts of Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun's Seven Injury Fist, then he smiled bitterly and quickly returned to the Dynasty Hotel.
Lin Yang arrived at the Dynasty Hotel at half past six, and "bang bang..." banged on the door to wake up Ji Ling'er who was still sleeping. Ji Ling'er opened the door with disheveled hair, wearing pink lace pajamas, and rubbed her hair sleepily.
He muttered in a low voice, "What are you doing so early..." The blue-purple light made Lin Yang really want to go over and hug this woman and kiss her pouting little mouth.
Lin Yang stared, "I have something to do today. I will contact you about studying fashion design. But you can't run around these days. At least you have to sleep here at night. No one will charge you anyway..."
"I know..." Ji Ling'er responded weakly, "I'm so sleepy..." Her eyelids actually drooped.
Lin Yang wanted to go in and "talk" to her for a while, but when he saw how sleepy she was, he felt pity for her and scratched her nose, "Go to sleep, you're too lazy..."
"Oh..." Ji Ling'er blinked her eyes, slammed the door, and rushed toward her dear big bed.
Lin Yang looked at the door panel in a daze for a while, then shook his head, "It's so early, Yi Mo'er probably won't come." Lin Yang took a bath in a room, and had an exquisite breakfast, and spent a lot of time.
It's almost eight o'clock in the morning.
At this time, the number of people in the hotel gradually increased, and Lin Yang quietly opened the doors of Hui'er and Lan'er's rooms.
The room was very quiet. Lin Yang gently pushed open the bedroom door and saw a big pink bed. Hui'er and Lan'er were beautifully displayed. You held my arm and I held your slender waist.
He was sleeping soundly, "Lazy girl!" Lin Yang chuckled to himself and walked lightly to the bed.
Lin Yang stretched out his fingers and scratched Lan'er's little feet, which were as smooth as white jade. The smooth feeling made his heart tremble.
"Hmm..." Lan'er groaned, murmured a few times, and gently curled up her slender legs.
Lin Yang's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the two girls' cute and charming looks, then he leaned over and gently kissed Lan'er's lovely pearl-like earlobes. Lin Yang's hot breath blew onto Lan'er's face, and the girl immediately opened her eyes.
She was so familiar with the smell of Lin Yang's body that she knew immediately who was coming.
"Brother Yang..." Lan'er smiled lazily and put a pair of arms around Lin Yang's neck, "Why is it so early..." Her coquettish look made Lin Yang feel a sense of pity and comfort in his heart.
Wonderful feeling.
Hui'er was also woken up, rubbed her eyes, and saw that Lin Yang was standing beside the bed with a smile, "Brother Yang..." He immediately sat up from the bed, put his arms around Lin Yang's neck, and put his face in a coquettish way.
Gently rub Lin Yang's cheek.
Lin Yang enjoyed the smooth and greasy feeling, separated his body and stretched out his hands to pinch their faces, and said with a smile: "Get up, let's go ask Teacher Yi to watch the art exhibition together."
Both women were wearing milky white short-sleeved pajamas. The loose and loose clothes made their beautiful bodies even more beautiful. Lin Yang was very moved by the look.
Lan'er and Hui'er giggled and avoided him, "How good is my brother..." After a long time of commotion, after the two women got dressed and dressed up, the hour hand had already pointed to nine o'clock.
Lin Yang shook his head and sighed, "Girl, it took me an hour to get dressed, it was really fast!"
The two of them made faces at Lin Yang, deliberately ran over to hug Lin Yang, and kissed Lin Yang hard several times with their red-lipped mouths.
"Oops..." Lin Yang screamed strangely and took a look in the mirror. Eight or nine bright red alluring lip prints covered his face. He smiled bitterly and washed his face in a hurry. Lan'er and his wife were eating aside.
of laughter.
Lin Yang glared at the two of them, "Girl, if you make trouble again, I'll spank you!" Although he had a fierce look on his face, Lan'er and Hui'er knew Lin Yang's temper well, so they still laughed non-stop and even kissed him, which frightened Lin.
Yang ran around the house.
I called a hammer and drove to Yi Moer's painting shop. Yi Moer was leaning on the sofa and reading boredly, holding a magazine.
"Sister Mo..." Sister Lan'er shouted from a distance outside the store.
Yi Moer closed the magazine and ran out of the painting shop with a smile on her face, "Mr. Lin, why are you here too?"
Lin Yang smiled and said: "I heard that you are going to the art exhibition, so I will go and have a look. Is Miss Yi okay now?"
Yi Mo'er shook her head, "There's not much business this morning, so we just happened to go together."
So the car took the four people to the Neptune Hotel half an hour later. The Neptune Hotel is not much inferior to the Dynasty Hotel. It is the private property of Zhang Hongde, the richest real estate developer in City B. Zhang Hongde is worth tens of billions, and his businesses are spread all over the country.
, now people have settled in North America, but they still control domestic business.
The Neptune Dynasty Hotel is forty-nine floors high, and the painting exhibition is located between the first and second floors. This event was jointly organized by the National Painting Association and B City Art Association, and Neptune Hotel is one of the sponsors of the event, so
No need to pay rent.
In the ticket hall on the first floor, he spent more than one thousand yuan to buy four tickets. Lin Yang took Lan'er and the three daughters into the No. 1 exhibition hall.
The art exhibition is divided into sixteen exhibition halls, which display works of painters from different schools. Although the ticket price is not very high, Lin Yang found that there are still very few visitors here, and the exhibition passage that is several hundred meters long is so big.
It takes a while to meet someone.
Yi Mo'er looked happy, and she and Lan'er stopped in front of each painting from time to time to comment. Lan'er and Hui'er listened very seriously and kept nodding.
Lin Yang looked at these paintings, which were strange, had no sense of beauty at all, and felt very boring.
Lin Yang was about to take a look at other exhibition halls when suddenly a dozen middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes walked out from around the corner. Some of them looked fat and had big bellies. At a glance, he knew that they were from a certain place.
Directors and the like are all upper-class figures.
These people all respectfully surrounded a middle-aged man with a thin face. The middle-aged man already had some hair on his temples. He looked about forty years old, but his expression looked extremely old.
One of the middle-aged men wearing black-rimmed glasses laughed and asked: "Mr. Tang, do you think there are any good works in this exhibition?"
The middle-aged man known as Mr. Tang frowned and shook his head, "The authors of these works are all young and have little life experience. Nine out of ten pursue novelty and glitz, without any background. However, if you refine it a little, they are all
A good work..." His voice was very calm, like the tone of an ancient man.
Everyone laughed, "Mr. Tang is right, these young people..." Suddenly the flattering entourage stopped because he found that Mr. Tang was staring at the three women not far away.
They seemed to be a pair of beautiful twin sisters, and an older woman next to them was also very elegant and beautiful. They were actually three beauties!
Does Mr. Tang also have this hobby? Everyone immediately began to think about it, and some people even showed a strange smile on their faces. This Mr. Tang is nominally a world-famous calligrapher and painter, but he has another hidden and superior identity.
If he likes a woman, these officials will help him get it without hesitation, even if some little people have to make sacrifices.
Mr. Tang waved to everyone, "I'm going over there, don't follow me..." His face turned red, and he looked nervous, happy, and a little scared. Everyone was surprised, what's wrong with Mr. Tang? This expression
It showed that he was emotionally agitated. Could this woman be his old lover? Everyone started making wild guesses again.