Chapter 259 Rescue the Paper Man 24
Chi Xinqing put down her finger like an electric shock, woo woo woo...Monster, Ni Zuokai!
"I draw!!!" Chi Xinqing shouted softly.

As she spoke, she quickly picked up the electronic drawing board, ran to the rocking chair and spread it into a ball of buns, looking calm and absorbed in her brushwork.

Then, look at her, her hands were shaking after holding on for less than a minute... shaking non-stop.

It's just because... that wild man knelt and sat beside her, looking at it leisurely. He didn't know if he was looking at the drawing board or... watching people.

Chi Xinqing: It's too difficult for me.

"You are watching from the side, I can't draw it." Hey.

Mu Hanyi raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze to the girl, "Well, I don't look at the drawing board, you can draw." Can you just look at people?
Chi Xinqing's movements became more rigid... Her body is more sensitive, and she will be very nervous when disturbed by the outside world.

It's so sad... The warm breath of the person next to her seems to be sticking to her face... There is no way to draw.

Chi Xinqing turned her head and said to Mu Hanyi, "What kind of pajamas do you want?"

"It's fine, but..."

"But what?" Chi Xinqing asked subconsciously,

"Style is not important, should Xinxin measure the size?"

Chi Xinqing threw down her pen angrily, shit!Can you still speak well?

Feng Qi reminded in time, [Qianqian, you are a soft bun, you have been ruined! 】

The girl waved her small fist at the wild man, pressed her fist against his chest and threatened fiercely: "If you talk nonsense, I will beat you!"

Even though that fist seemed to be...an iron fist, but looking at her tender face, she couldn't raise any sense of vigilance. Instead, it was so cute that people wanted to put it in their arms, wishing they could pamper them with their hearts.

Mu Hanyi's expression softened instantly, and he raised his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender.

Is it okay if he takes it.

This "Love Talk Raises Cubs" is not a game to raise a bully, but a game to raise a little bun as a father.

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On weekends, Chi Xinqing still went to the department store to work part-time. Those rich wives were a little bit dissatisfied when they were let go by girls yesterday.

But the girl suddenly wrinkled her face, looking innocent and miserable.

"Xinxin had a stomachache yesterday, so she went home early..."

Feng Qi: Nonsense, you had a great time drinking milk tea yesterday.

Seeing this, those rich wives not only didn't complain about the girl, but took care of her more attentively... Those snobbish working girls who were so angry could only stare beside them, helpless.

I heard that Chi Xinqing earned tens of thousands of dollars in commissions just by distributing leaflets for just one day!

The nose of the working girl is crooked!
And Mu Hanyi didn't want the girl to suffer so much at all, but felt a deep sense of powerlessness. After two days, the faith value between him and Chi Xinqing had reached 11 points, and his missing memory was gradually recovering ...

He seems to have a silly brother?
It's just that this silly brother's identity information and contact information confuse him.

Maybe contacting him can bring Xinxin a little help.

Although she said that she didn't feel that part-time job was hard, but...he just felt that that girl should be a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse, not a little bitter gourd that has been sun-dried.

The weekend passed quickly, and on Monday, when the girls went to class in blue and white school uniforms, the voices between classes were not so harmonious.

Because Chi Manyan felt that Chi Xinqing lacked a lesson, so he began to put pressure on her. Chi Manyan had a good reputation as a school flower in Qiyu Middle School, and was an art student. Rare things are precious. Not only the teacher dotes on him, but the students also Talk to her.

(End of this chapter)

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