Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 55 The psychiatrist has gone dark 55
Fu Jin's hair-drying skills are very good.

The movement was gentle enough not to pull out a single strand of her hair.

The hair dryer made a subtle white noise, and the wet hair became dry little by little in his hands.

Dr. Fu is really versatile and can do even small things like drying hair very well.

On the contrary, she... relied more and more on Doctor Fu, causing the system to often say that her ability to take care of herself was deteriorating.

But...it feels so good to be taken care of and not have to worry about anything.

Wen Yao yawned lazily.

"I'll make it clear to Jacob."

In fact, she didn't mind being friends with Jacob. After all, he was Corot's nephew. If she maintained a friendly relationship with him, she might have the opportunity to see more of the master's paintings.

But the young man has overstepped his bounds, and roses...cannot be given away casually.

She couldn't accept his roses, nor could she respond to his feelings.

Fu Jin paused with his hand movements and let out a low "hmm".

He originally wanted to use some bad methods...to completely deal with this overly enthusiastic and persistent young man.

But the girl's indifferent attitude made him give up the idea.

They are already married, but Jacob is just an insignificant person, so why should he care.

—

Birthday night has just begun.

"You're not feeling well yet? Doctor Fu."

The girl's eyes were covered with a layer of ribbon, and her voice was trembling because she couldn't see.

Doctor Fu said that he had prepared a birthday gift for her, but he could not take off the ribbon to read it yet.

The anticipation of the unknown gift made her a little anxious, her fingers grabbed the hem of her clothes and rubbed them unconsciously.

"Okay, you can take it off."

As soon as Fu Jin finished speaking, Wen Yao couldn't wait to take off the ribbon.

"Yao Yao, happy birthday." With Fu Jin's magnetic voice, Wen Yao saw clearly the gift he prepared——

The painting in front of him is elegantly framed, and it is obviously a work of art that has been carefully collected by its owner.

"The River Narnier!"

Wen Yao's mouth opened so wide that it could almost fit an egg.

This is one of Corot's most classic paintings. Although there are many derivative cultural and creative products, the original painting was bought by a wealthy foreign businessman with an eccentric temper many years ago at a high price and kept in his private collection.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Corot himself would find it difficult to see the original painting of this painting again.

"This...is this authentic?"

the girl asked in disbelief.

She had studied this painting a lot. Fu Jin had given her an ornament of "Nanier River" before. Wen Yao cherished it and brought it to Fu Jin's house.

Fu Jin didn't say anything, but his expression clearly conveyed one meaning: This was the real thing.

Wen Yao pinched her face.

Her face was already white and tender, like a freshly peeled egg, but when pinched hard, red marks appeared.

Rabbit Demon knows that Shards is very powerful in this world, and many chain industries are owned by their family.

But a man who has money and has no chance to come into contact with this kind of orphan painting can give it to her as a gift without saying a word.

Wen Yao's surprise lingered for a long time, but she was even more delighted. She stepped forward and hugged Fu Jin tightly.

"Thank you Doctor Fu! I really like it!"

The man immediately wrapped his arms around the girl's waist.

Wen Yao was petite, with her head slightly on tiptoe to reach his chest.

Fu Jin only wore a thin velvet pajamas, and the girl's warm breath fell on the skin of his chest, and the scent of shower gel lingered on the tip of his nose.

Fu Jin's Adam's apple rolled.

Today’s gift is more than one.

(End of this chapter)