She was forced by him to be able to stick close to the cold door panel, bit her lip for a long time before closing her eyes: "Chu Ci, it's obviously not like this."

"No matter what, I won't let you go." He bent her and put his thin lips on her lips: "Zhao Moran, you'd better recognize this, huh?"

She looked at his face close to her and suddenly became a little bored.

Not loving someone is like this. No matter how much he does, he will only feel like he is restrained or tired, and he will only feel breathless and want to breathe. But no matter how bored Chu Ci is, she will not let her go, especially... I don’t know if it was her illusion, because of Gu Fei, he was particularly not gentle tonight, and he was simply trying to squeeze Gu Fei out of her mind.

Late at night, Zhao Moran leaned against the head of the bed, and Chu Ci went to see Xunxun. At this moment, the man was in a good mood and his temper was completely dissipated. After kissing her, she went out.

She leaned against her, and after a while she heard the sound of the door opening. She turned her head and saw that it was Chu Ci.

He actually came over with Xunxun. Zhao Moran was shocked and angry. She couldn't even think about what the aunt would think of her... Chu Ci was wearing black silk pajamas, but she didn't care about this, and stuffed Xunxun into her arms: "It wasn't because Xunxun couldn't sleep just now, why did she get surprised again now? Why, why are you unhappy Xunxun coming over?"

"No." She lowered her eyes and hugged Xunxun in her arms. The little guy accidentally woke up and smelled the smell on his mother and immediately leaned over. He held his hands and smelled the smell greedily. At this time, Zhao Moran was already very tired and too lazy to care about Chu Ci here. He opened his pajamas and let Xunxun crawl over...

Chu Ci lies beside her, but took her mobile phone and swiped through today's information. She probably saw something and looked at Zhao Moran, "Your previous dream was to be a world-renowned painter?"

Zhao Moran did not raise her eyes and asked softly: "Why do you ask like this?"

He raised his phone: "It was your ex-boyfriend who said it in a high profile during the interview. He didn't name it, but I think what he said should be you."

Zhao Moran lowered his eyes: "So what, that's the past."

"You've forgotten?" He turned his head to look at her, "Why do I so disbelief?"

"I haven't forgotten, but there's no need to remember so much." Her fingers gently stroked the little baby's face: "All the kids are born, what else do you want to do?"

If she continues to draw, it is because of life rather than a dream... She was stunned for a moment when she thought of this, but in just one year, her mood was so upset.

Chu Ci was nearly ten years older than her, so naturally she didn't understand her mood. After all, Zhao Moran was still a young girl. She just got married early because of her situation. Before marriage, she was even pure and unran at all.

Chu Ci stared at her and said for a while: "It is not impossible if you want to start a painting exhibition and become a writer. I can help you operate."

This is true. Any famous painter is good at painting, but it may not be much better than those who are not famous. It's just that there is capital to support it. Chu Ci is a noble family and wanders in the business world for many years. Gu Fei must have exchanged something for his development within one year. He understood this very clearly, but he didn't need to say anything in front of Zhao Moran to look like he was. This is not his style.
Chapter completed!