Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Art, indeed, is sometimes an elegant disguise.

Of course, not all the guests in the exhibition hall came to appreciate art.

Xiao Jun also knew this.

So he is not too willing to stand in the exhibition hall, greet and see off.

But sometimes, he has to cooperate with the organizer and show his face.

But now it's all right, Ruomu is here, and he has a very reliable reason not to entertain those guests.

He wants to accompany his wife!

Because his wife doesn't come to his art exhibition often and is a rare visitor, he wants to take her to see the art exhibition in person.

He really wanted to show Ruomu around, and many of the paintings on display today contain memories shared by the two of them.

The "Castle and Lake" she bought is one of them.

There are a few more pictures in the back, which were also drawn during the two people's travels.

There are two more paintings that were painted before meeting Ruomu, and they have been piled up in the storage room. Ruomu has never seen them before, and he is willing to tell Ruomu the origin of those paintings.

So Xiao Jun sent a few friends away, continued to hold Ruo Mu's waist, and walked in the exhibition hall openly.

The two walked around like this for a while, Ruomu was a little tired, so he found a place where no one was around, rested for a while, and talked for a while.

At this time, that Miss Dong stepped on high heels and came to the two of them.

As if meeting by chance, Miss Dong's eyes from the wall, inadvertently, indifferently, fell on the two of them.

"What a coincidence, we met again!" She said with a smile.

Ruomu was about to say hello, but Xiao Jun spoke first: "We met just now?"

Ruomu frowned and looked at Xiao Jun, did Young Master Xiao do it on purpose?

He just said hello to Miss Dong, but he forgot about it.

Usually always say that she is the memory of the fish, this is not the same as him!

Ms. Dong was embarrassed for a moment, but then she calmed down generously. She picked up the brochure in her hand, shook it, and said to Xiao Jun, "Yes, Mr. Xiao sent it to me just now!"

Ruomu praised silently, if this situation happened to him, he would have turned around and ran away in embarrassment.

Ms. Dong is still amazing, she has seen the big world, she is calm.

Then she said again: "Mr. Xiao, don't you remember? I introduced myself to you just now. We are neighbors. My name is Dong Shiwen. It's fine for Mr. Xiao to call me Shiwen."

Ruomu might not wear enough, so he couldn't help shivering.

Xiao Jun looked down at her: "What's wrong?"

"a little cold."

Xiao Jun took off his suit, put it on her shoulders, and said with a low smile, "Did you catch a cold last night?"

His tone was ambiguous and pointed.

Ruomu blushed.

When she was taking a bath last night, Xiao Jun came back and insisted on taking a bath with her.

If they wash together, they will wash together, but he doesn't just do bathing.

Anyway, I caught a little cold afterwards...

She really didn't expect that the young master Xiao who was so silent, so repulsive, and even very decent in her heart, would be such a person.

But at this time, hearing his ambiguous tone, Ruomu knew that he was thinking about last night, so he couldn't help but glared at him.

The smile in Xiao Jun's eyes grew stronger.

Ms. Dong cleared her throat: "You two are so affectionate! It makes me want to get married!"

As soon as Ms. Dong opened her mouth, Ruomu remembered, oh, there is someone beside her.

I also feel that being so intimate with Xiao Jun is a bit too tiresome.

Later, when Ms. Dong picks up the children, she will definitely tell the other babysitters that she is a vixen, that she is very good at that...

What a shame!

She is obviously good at everything, and she is always laughed at by Xiao Jun, saying that not once or twice, why is she still so shy, making him feel like he is committing a crime...

Anyway, just separate from Miss Dong quickly.

Dong Shiwen intends to keep them.

She glanced at the wall next to it, looking at the painting on display, with a rustic wooden frame, a large area of ​​blank space, and only a black spot the size of a soybean in the middle.

In short, this painting is very special, and only those with a certain appreciation ability can tell its artistic conception.

So she said to Ruomu: "My husband is a great painter, and Mrs. Xiao must have great appreciation of art. I would like to hear how Mrs. Xiao appreciates this work. Would Mrs. Xiao be willing to share it? "

Ruomu glanced at the painting, his head was full of question marks, and he looked at Ms. Dong suspiciously. Is this Ms. Dong joking about her?Why let her appreciate this...

"Isn't this..."

Ruomu just said halfway, Xiao Jun squeezed her hand, Ruomu didn't say any more.

Xiao Jun asked Dong Shiwen: "I don't understand painting, I can only watch the fun, what's Miss Dong's advice?"

Dong Shiwen heard the contempt for Ruomu in Xiao Jun's tone, and saw that he showed interest in herself in front of Ruomu, so she couldn't help feeling complacent.

If you strike up a conversation by yourself, all you want is an effect!

She hugged her shoulders slightly, put one hand lightly on her chin, stared at the painting, thought for a moment, and said to Xiao Jun:

"The brush strokes of this painting are very delicate, and there is a lot of white space, but only a black dot is drawn in the middle. This reminds me of a Buddhist philosophical classic that my teacher once said in philosophy class, a grain of sand can be seen Three thousand great worlds. I think Mr. Xiao’s painting is exactly this meaning. The so-called observation of dripping water reveals the sea, and this ordinary and subtle thing is the epitome of the great world.”

After Xiao Jun listened, he nodded appreciatively and smiled at Dong Shiwen.

This smile made Dong Shiwen's heart beat faster.

It would be great if I could see such a smile every day...

She looked at Ruomu again, only to see that Ruomu looked blank, probably didn't understand anything.

Dong Shiwen twitched her lips, guessing that Ruomu didn't even know what philosophy was.

Ruomu really didn't understand philosophy, and he was really confused.

She looked at Miss Dong and Xiao Jun. Xiao Jun seemed to appreciate what Miss Dong said, which made her even more confused.

Did you see it wrong?

Is this black spot really a painting by Xiao Jun?

Xiao Jun's paintings, the cheapest ones cost six figures.

If this is really Xiao Jun's painting, Ruomu thinks that her husband is a bit too much, no matter how rich others are, you can't be so cheating...

At this time, Miss Dong smiled shyly: "There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. This is just my humble opinion. I may have misinterpreted Mr. Xiao's painting, please don't take offense."

Xiao Jun said: "No, you said it very well. It would be even better if this is really my painting."

Ms. Dong was taken aback, "Aren't all the works on display today are Mr. Xiao's works?"

But Xiao Jun did not explain to her, but said to her: "Miss Dong, knowledge is not for showing off, let alone for laughing at others. In my opinion, what is more terrifying than ignorance is arrogance."

Dong Shiwen's face turned pale: "I don't understand what you mean."

Xiao Jun didn't respond to her anymore, took Ruomu's hand, and left the corridor.

Dong Shiwen came to the wall, stared at the painting on the wall, then stretched out his hand and put it on the painting.

It was as if there was a head of cold water pouring down from the top of his head.

That's not delicate brushstrokes, it's wall paint.

That black spot is not a painting, but a nail hole.

As for the rustic wooden picture frame, it was just the bottom frame left after the original painting was taken away.

There is nothing here.

Only her the clown.