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1493 Chinese painting master

Although Mao Bin was restrained at that time, he understood the meaning of his words very well. His rough mountain pig was going to take off Su Qing's jade cabbage.

Wu Bei is naturally tacit about this. Men may not know women’s thoughts, but they are definitely aware of similar thoughts.

Although I don't understand how these two people who can't get together, since they have happened, it must be fate.

"Um."

Faced with Mao Bin's open and honest statement, Wu Bei nodded his head, not knowing whether he truly recognized what the other party said or handled his errands.

"I know Qingqing always has you in her heart. I am willing to wait for her to digest it slowly when I have time. But I hope you will respect yourself. After all, eating in the bowl and watching the behavior in the pot is despicable."

Mao Bin continued.

"I try my best."

Wu Bei touched the tip of his nose, a little embarrassed.

At this moment, he felt as if he was a kind old father-in-law listening to the true confession of his son-in-law.

As for the relationship between him and Su Qing, it is actually not as complicated as outsiders think.

Are there any feelings? That's absolute!

It's just that he is in the bud, or the kind of small regret that has been destroyed before it has happened. As a friend, he naturally hopes that Su Qing can have a good destination, but as a person in the world, he knows very well that if Mao Bin did not stay away from the circle of right and wrong, everything would be a fantasy.

"Wu Bei, I hope..."

"I hope that things will not happen again today, and I hope that Su Qing can have a good marriage. It doesn't matter whether you are, but you can't bring any disaster to her anymore. That's all, you can think about the rest yourself."

Before Mao Bin finished speaking, Wu Bei suddenly raised the pitch. He had just realized that he had the upper hand, but before he knew it, he seemed to fall into a bad situation and was almost led by Mao Bin.

"I know what I should do, and I hope you do the same."

Mao Bin sneered without hesitation.

Looking at the serious bearded man at this moment, Wu Bei wanted to laugh inexplicably.

The small plane of love is confused whoever hits.

The irritable man with muscles in his brain shows such a tender side, and he has to sigh that the word "love" is really hard to explain.

"Okay, since we have already started the negotiation, let's talk about some useful things. Our old grudges have not yet been completed. Whether you pursue Su Qing or have a fact with her, that's your business. If you want to put it openly, isn't it almost a big deal?"

Wu Bei lit a cigarette and asked a question with a crooked mouth.

"You make the terms!"

Mao Bin did not refuse and spoke straight to the point.

"Simple, Wang Junqi is displaced again, and the Chi Gang is completely disintegrated. At that time, even if you two are in heaven, I will not say a word. Otherwise, I will definitely stop you. You must believe it. I don't have the ability to make Su Qing fall in love with you, but there is definitely a way to make her hate you."

Wu Bei glanced at the direction of the door and lowered his voice and chuckled.

"What can I get?"

Mao Bin gasped and asked.

"My blessing!"

Wu Bei blinked leisurely.

"Damn your sister!"

Mao Bin's fists suddenly clenched tightly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly let go and shook his head with amusement and tears: "You are so shameless. You obviously don't plan to do anything, but you want me to serve as a labor force for you for free. No wonder Sister Ji always said that you are even more serious than your father!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you think my blessings are so easy to get. I tell you, my mouth has been bright, and whatever you say is effective."

Wu Bei spit out a mouthful of smoke and chatter.

"It's not so bad. As we all know, the four major painters in modern my country are Qi Baishi's shrimp, Xu Beihong's horse, Zhang Daqian's tiger and Temu Bei's cake. This guy has no bottom line and has no shame at all. As long as he can fool you on the boat, he dares to fight any promise."

At this moment, Erqiu walked in with his hands in his butt pocket with disdain on his face. It was obvious that he could no longer listen from outside the door.

"Don't be too arrogant when you get cheap. Without brother's help, can your paper shop be opened?"

Wu Bei interrupted with his mouth horizontally.

"We are a funeral company, can we be more professional?"

Erqiu glanced at him unhappy, then pointed to the direction outside the door and said, "I am really unhappy to interrupt your happy bragging dream, but Shi Yu wants to meet you, otherwise you can collect your magical powers first, and then continue to come back after chatting with him. Lao Mao, as a member of Wu Bei who was also fooled into a free thug, I need to remind you that if you two are useless, it depends on Su Qing."

"You're almost shutting down your pit and leading the way!"

He was afraid that Erqiu would be suspicious if he said too much, so he pushed Mao Bin impatiently.

"Old Mao, people must be obsessed with something to achieve success. Since they have identified the direction, don't be distorted by the messy rumors. Think about it, one day you and Su Qing can really hold hands, and there is something more wonderful than this."
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