The flower protector of the female president

To draw a little turtle on the face and not wash it off for a week is indeed very difficult for Song Feifei, the eldest daughter of the Song family.In fact, no matter who it is, it is not a happy thing to draw a little turtle on the face.

The important thing is that if you don't wash it off for a week, do you have to not wash your face for a week?Don't you have to go out to meet people for a week?

So Sein Feifei made up his mind, he had to find a way to make this bumpkin not paint the little turtle on his face, it would be better if he could solve it with money, if he couldn't solve it, then he could think about painting it elsewhere.

At this time, Sein Feifei had no choice but to imitate the woman on TV, leaning against the door, looking at Chen Xing with unclear eyes, and the smile on his face was defenseless, making the man think that as long as you open your mouth, she will promise you anything .

Sein Feifei's various amorous feelings made Chen Xing's heart skip a beat.

Hey, what's the situation?
This girl suddenly fell in love with me?It seems that I am really handsome, suave and suave, and no one in the world can beat me!Oh ho ho ho!

Chen Xing moved his throat, walked to the side of the bed, sat down on the big bed, reached out and patted the empty seat beside him, and said to Sein Feifei, "Come on, sister, let's talk."

Sein Feifei walked over, sat down beside Chen Xing, and said, "Tell me how much it costs, or I'll give you another 100 million, and you won't have to draw a turtle!"

As soon as Song Feifei sat down, Chen Xing felt the fragrance blowing against his face.

"No hurry, no hurry, I had a question when you entered the venue just now, have you changed it?" Chen Xing kept staring at Seinfeld's vest.

Sein Feifei was stunned for a moment, and seeing Chen Xing's eyes staring at his chest, he immediately knew what he was asking. He wanted to get angry, but thinking that he still had something to ask, his face blushed a little, and he said, "Of course. It's all your fault, I broke my belt this afternoon."

Chen Xing looked disappointed, he thought that Sein Feifei had nothing in his little vest at the moment.

"Then it's settled. I'll give you another 100 million, and you won't have to paint the turtle." Seeing that Chen Xing was silent, Sein Feifei took the opportunity to agree to this condition for Chen Xing.

Chen Xing shook his head fiercely, and said, "How can that be done? Money is a trivial matter. I earned 260 million just now, not short of this 100 million."

Song Feifei didn't know what to do, so he pretended to be cute and pitiful, and said coquettishly, "Then what do you want?"

"What do you think?" Chen Xing frowned, looking at Sein Feifei wretchedly.

This bumpkin is so treacherous, he actually asked me to make a condition!

Looking at Chen Xing's wretched expression, Sein Feifei knew in his heart what bad idea he had, and probably wanted her to be a nude model or something.

Seinfeld suddenly became addicted to drama, his eyes were blinking, and a few tears rolled down after a while, his mouth was flattened, and he regarded Chen Xing as a robber who blocked the road, and the line came immediately: "Brother, let me go!" Me, I have an 80-year-old mother and a one-year-old child, and I have no money... There is a caravan behind, they have a lot of money, go and rob them!"

"..."

You seem to be on the wrong set for this scene, right?This is a modern background, girl, you can't time travel blindly!

Chen Xing shook his head, looking at Song Feifei speechlessly.If you want to play a bitter drama, you have to find the right set. The lines of your costume drama are used now, which violates the laws of nature, do you know that?
But Seinfeld is really talented in acting, the tears come as soon as they are said, and they can't stop after they come. At this moment, his face is full of tears, and his appearance is extremely pitiful, as if Chen Xing is really an unforgivable gangster at this moment , was about to snatch the few copper coins that were only enough to fill the belly of the weak female stream.

Your sister, is I that bad?
"Okay, okay, don't cry, I won't draw..." Chen Xing had no choice but to surrender.

"Really?" Seinfeld was overjoyed, and the tears were taken away as soon as he said it.

Chen Xing looked at her tearful smile and murmured in his heart, why don't you become an actor, what a waste!

"I haven't finished yet, I still have to draw..." Chen Xing added hastily.

"Then what else do you want? Don't push yourself too hard. I can go out and tell Su Ziyue in a while, what are you doing with me in the house, and see how Su Ziyue will deal with you." Song Feifei said that he would change his face when he said that, now Already frowning, he stared at Chen Xing fiercely.

Within 1 minute, the girl changed three faces from crying to laughing to angry.

Really talented in acting!
Hey, this girl is also starting to act rascally?How dare you threaten me with the president's wife?
But, doesn't she know that I, Chen Xing, are the boss of the scoundrel?
"That's right, you can ask my wife to demote me, but if you say that, you're acknowledging the fact that we have something in the house. Once it gets out... I don't really care." Chen Xing is obviously more rascal .

Sein Feifei immediately knew that the scoundrel he played just now was nothing compared to his scoundrel.That's right, she could tell Su Ziyue that Chen Xing and her Seinfeld had something in the house, but if Chen Xing, a bumpkin rascal, told the outside, what would she do with Seinfeld?
The eldest lady of the Song family had a room with a bumpkin, and a fact happened.

This kind of thing must not happen.Well, this trick doesn't work.

"Then what are you going to do?" Sein Feifei was already in a hurry, he stood up angrily and stomped his little feet.

"It can be painted in a relatively hidden place." Chen Xing found a compromise.

After hearing this, Sein Feifei felt that this method seemed to be good. It is definitely a good suggestion not to paint on the face. She began to give advice: "Then, let's paint on the nails."

Sein Feifei came up with a good idea to use it as a manicure. Although the shape is a bit weird, at most I can tell people that this is a trend.

This girl thinks so beautifully, do you think I'm a manicurist?Chen Xing shook his head.

"Then, draw it on the arm." Sein Feifei thought to himself, I can wear long-sleeved ones.

Chen Xing continued to shake his head.

"Let's put it on the calf." Seinfeld pondered, this one is better, since they are all wearing long trousers anyway.

Chen Xing still shook his head.

"On the shoulder?" Seinfeld persevered in raising his opinion.

Chen Xing vetoed it again.

"On the back?" Seinfeld still had a lot of ideas.

Chen Xing was tired of shaking his head, so he had to stop the girl who had a lot of opinions, and said: "I have been looking for a special material, and I want to draw a picture of Xueye, but the representation of Xueye on paper can only be blank. But the white of the paper is too dull, and the snow field shown by the white space on the paper is very unnatural, and it has never met my requirements."

Sein Feifei stared blankly at Chen Xing with wide eyes, not understanding what he was going to say, and asked, "Then what do you mean?"

"I've always wanted to find someone with fair skin, and then draw a picture of a snowy field on the skin. I don't know what the effect will be." Chen Xing said.

"Isn't that right? I can let you paint on my back." In Seinfeld's opinion, painting on my back is better than painting on my face. She always has to go out, and others can't see her to the back.Anyway, I let this bumpkin read it so many times in the afternoon, and it doesn't matter if I let him read it again.

People are always like this. After some defense line is breached, that line of defense will become less important.

Chen Xing shook his head and said: "The muscles on the back are too firm to express Xue Ye's softness and lightness. The belly is the best. A female belly with fair skin and a soft belly is the best material for painting."

So that was his idea?

Sein Feifei looked at Chen Xing's expression just now when he was explaining, there was no obscenity at all, just like the expression when he was painting a landscape painting in the studio, quite serious, as if it was really an expression of an artist looking for a peerless material.

Sein Feifei suddenly felt that painting on the stomach seemed very interesting, why not give it a try.

"Why don't you try it on my stomach?" Sein Feifei asked inquiringly.At this time, she felt a kind of honor of sacrificing for art. After all, she herself likes to draw. After listening to Chen Xing's explanation, she also felt eager to try.

"Is it possible?" Chen Xing asked.

"For the sake of art, this is nothing."

As Sein Feifei said, he was already lying on the bed, and then he stretched out his hand to lift up the vest, exposing his belly.

Chen Xing turned around to get the pen and ink he had prepared a long time ago, the expression on his face changed from the seriousness just now to an incomparably wretched smile.When he turned back with the pen and ink, he regained the serious expression of the artist.

When the light flickered, Sein Feifei's abdomen was indeed white, flat and soft, giving people a peaceful feeling of walking into the snow field.

Chen Xing was a little dazed after watching it for a while.What he said just now was not entirely a lie. When he was learning painting from his master on the mountain, he had indeed been troubled by Xue Ye’s blank space. Try leaving Bai Xueye on the skin to see what effect it will have.

Unexpectedly, Song Feifei's abdomen is quite impressive, soft and peaceful, and it does have the potential to become Xue Ye.

As soon as Chen Xing's pen landed on Sein Feifei's lower abdomen, a burst of cool sweat spread all over her body, and the feeling of rubbing the tip of the pen on her belly made her giggle.

"Oh, it seems that there is not enough space." Chen Xing said.

"You don't want to paint it so big!" Sein Feifei certainly hoped that the smaller the painting, the better.

"No, this is the first time I've painted on a special material, so I have to draw it bigger, or you can lift up the clothes a little more?" Chen Xing had a good reason.

Push it up a little more and it will come out.Sein Fei glared at Chen Xing and refused to cooperate.

Chen Xing finally finished the painting. Standing by the bed, he didn't know whether he was admiring his own painting or Sein Feifei's belly.

"Bring me a mirror and let me have a look." Sein Feifei was very curious.

Chen Xing brought her a mirror and looked at her abdomen.Sein Feifei looked at the mirror and was stunned. He felt that he had entered a vast snowy field. There were a few dead trees standing alone in the vast snowy field. At this time, it seemed as if the cold wind was howling, and a winter scene was in front of him.

"Wow!" Sein Feifei unconsciously exclaimed.

But then, she seemed to find something incongruous, she saw a stone in the snowy field, but upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was a little turtle crawling in the snowy field...

"The tortoise hibernates in winter, you painter has no common sense." Sein Fei said contemptuously.

"I'm drawing with a hidden brush. It can be a stone or a little turtle. Besides, the bet said that I want to draw a little turtle." Chen Xing licked his ears.

Chen Xing brushed lightly, and the Xueye picture on Sein Feifei's belly was quickly dried. She put down her clothes and asked, "What's the name of this picture? Is it called Xueye picture?"

"No, it's called Little Turtle Climbing Snow Mountain. This little turtle is climbing two snow mountains, unyielding, and bravely moving forward." Chen Xing gave a very vulgar name.

Sein Feifei was about to make fun of Chen Xing's uneducated name, but suddenly realized that the two snow-capped mountains in his words meant something, and immediately blushed, cursing: "Stinky rascal!"

Saying that, he opened the door and fled.