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Chapter 25

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    "Wow, look over there, that pair is so eye-catching."

    ¡°My God, the man is so handsome and the woman is so pretty!¡±

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    Since the two of them stepped into Starbucks, similar remarks have been coming out. Fang Congyuan buried his head in shame, not daring to look at Gao Yang at all.

    Gao Yang was in a good mood, ate two rice balls and half a bowl of soup, and then calmly took Fang Congyuan's hand out of Starbucks.

    "Are you just going to show me the back of your head all day today?" He was rarely in the mood to tease.

    Fang Congyuan said nothing, his drooped little head finally raised a little.

    Gao Yang was not in a hurry to drive, so he simply took out his mobile phone and took a picture of her shy and charming face, and clicked save happily.

    Fang Congyuan heard the "click" sound of the cell phone filming, raised his head in panic, and said angrily, "Don't take pictures of me, I must be very ugly now."

    "Well, it's really ugly, like a monkey's butt." Gao Yang looked at her intently and commented word for word.

    Pouting, Fang Congyuan seemed a little disappointed and turned his face away from the car window, not wanting to argue with him.

    "Turn around again and let me see if it's still ugly." Gao Yang said lightly, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the silly girl next to him turn her face seriously, as if she was letting you take stock of her.

    "If you raise it any higher, I won't be able to see clearly."

    How could Fang Congyuan not know the deeper meaning of his words? He still pretended to be dumbfounded, raised his head blankly, and thought to himself, I am very pure, I can't guess anything!

    Under such soft sunlight, her delicate face seemed to be a gift from the Creator, and there was no trace of it that could be carved. As if being bewitched, Gao Yang gently pressed his lips to her red lips.

    At the moment of contact, an electric current surged violently through his body. Gao Yang felt his scalp numb. This was the first time that he reacted just by touching a woman's lips.

    Shocked, he opened his eyes, and there was a trace of surprise and a trace of confusion in Fang Congyuan's misty eyes, like a deer that had lost its way in the jungle, and was instantly washed away by the violent storm, with nowhere to escape.

    Breathing a little short, Gao Yang tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart and quickly left her lips. He didn't dare to look at her rosy look anymore, fearing that he would do something impulsively and scare her.

    As the saying goes, if there is sex, there will not necessarily be love, but if there is love, there will definitely be sex, unless the man doesn't do it.  But most men are not rational enough to correctly distinguish between love and sex.

    Fang Congyuan tried his best to control his facial expression, and finally buried his head and pretended to cry.

    She was afraid that secret joy and pride would appear on her face, quietly appearing like a fox's tail, and she had to endure it any longer.

    Gao Yang was a little frightened. He didn't expect that just a touch that wasn't even a kiss would make her cry. But there was unnoticeable joy deep in his mind. This girl was as innocent as he imagined.

    Gao Yang took the toilet paper aside and handed it over gently, "It's my fault. I was just teasing you."

    Do you think she is stupid?  Is there such a funny way to play?  Fang Congyuan sneered secretly in his heart, no matter how smart a man is, he will lose his mind once the sperm gets into his head.

    He took the white tissue in panic, and Fang Congyuan murmured like he was dreaming, "Don't do this next time."

    Gao Yang nodded solemnly in front of her, but there was a different undercurrent in his eyes.

    "Didn't you say you would take me out to play?" He changed the subject without leaving any trace.

    "Well, I want to take you to ride a bicycle on the greenway by the Chunhua River." Fang Congyuan was diverted from Gu Ying's self-pity and spoke softly, as if asking for his opinion.

    But secretly thinking in her heart, she had to turn this man's sexual desire for her into love.

    ? Cycling?  Gao Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, not commenting, but the direction of the sports car was towards Binjiang Road.

    Not long after driving along Binjiang Road, we were close to the foot of Pingshan Mountain. Entering this section, the temperature dropped sharply by several degrees.

    Because the weather is clear and cloudless, the mountain tops that used to be obscured by clouds and fog can now be vaguely seen. From the carefully crafted undulations, a smooth slope is slowly drawn, and the top is lush and green, extending to the plain at the foot of the mountain.  .

    Where the ravine meets the plain, a tower-shaped outline slowly emerges. As the sports car approaches, the majestic building gradually reveals its true form.

    "This is so beautiful." Fang Congyuan praised it unconsciously, wondering why it would cost two or three thousand to stay here for one night.

    &nb?, all the works of An Yichun Jiangli were explained, and Fang Congyuan had to remind himself a few times to avoid being embarrassed and exposed.

    She secretly recorded all the information she found useful. What is striking is that there are actually three paintings by Yao Yifeng in An Yichun River. Could it be that his paintings are sold cheaply, so there are so many of them here?

    "I guess the chairman of An Yi must admire Mr. Yao Yifeng very much." Fang Congyuan smiled playfully and tried to use clich¨¦s. Of course, she didn't dare to put those vulgar thoughts in the open.

    Mr. Han did not comment, but smiled and explained some of the architectural structure of An Yi to Fang Congyuan before leisurely returning to his guest room.

    The sunset is rising, and a few red lights are faintly revealed in the sky. The morning fog that dispersed in the morning has now condensed again, signaling the quiet arrival of evening.

    With An Yi and his party, Fang Congyuan became more and more certain that this hotel was Fu Huaixi's "masterpiece".

    According to Mr. Han, most of An Yi's works are contemporary paintings, mostly in the abstract Fauvist style. She doesn't believe that those old men can appreciate such a wild painting style. Even Mr. Han vaguely revealed  It shows that he appreciates the artistic conception of ink landscape painting more.

    I just don¡¯t know if Fu Huaixi really appreciates art or is he just pretending to be cool?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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