One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 3452: Stop on his camp bed

Speaking of which, Gong Qing actually left the President and the rest of the group in the conference room and went to the bathroom by himself!

I'm afraid Gong Qing is the only one in the whole world who dares to urinate at the meeting of the President.

As soon as Gong Qing walked out of the door of the conference room, Ouyang Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him: "Sir, what are your orders?"

He also carefully brought a cup of tea, Gong Qing's usual favorite drink.

The tea in the Presidential Palace is filled with red ginseng, which is too hot and dry for Gong Qing to drink.

Gong Qing's ginseng tea uses wild American ginseng, which is light, delicious and nourishing.

Gong Qing took a sip of ginseng tea irritably and asked, "Is there any urgent report over there at the base?"

Ouyang Qian looked as usual, and said lightly: "No."

Gong Qing's thin lips moved, wanting to ask her if Adjutant Lu had conveyed Song Song's news, but she endured it and didn't ask.

Presumably the stupid woman should obediently lie down on his camp bed and paint at this moment, right?

Usually living in her own house, she was reluctant to turn on the lights at night. She felt distressed about the electricity bill. Now living in his house, it was a waste. She turned on the lights and painted every night.

This prodigal woman has to go back at night and ask her for an "electricity bill"!

Thinking, Gong Qing couldn't help showing a touch of tenderness on his face.

Damn, I can't wait to finish this **** meeting, I'm sleepy when I go home and hug the woman!

Putting down the teacup, he walked to the toilet.

Behind him, Ouyang Qian watched in disbelief, the tenderness that Gong Qing had just revealed unconsciously.

She opened her mouth wide, thinking there was something wrong with her eyes.

==

Inside the United Bookstore.

Song Song looked at Fang Yiru who was approaching and felt a little nervous.

This is her senior, and a very important senior in the comics circle.

Holding her comic book, Fang Yiru, like Qin Weiwei, came to teach her to get out of the comic circle?

As Fang Yiru approached step by step, Song Song's body also showed a defensive posture.

Unconsciously, the back was tense, and the fingers clenched the placket.

After all, when she first entered this circle, she saw too many ugly faces, and her defense against others gradually deepened.

However, Fang Yiru walked in front of her and opened her mouth, but her voice was unexpectedly elegant and pleasant.

"Song Song, I read your book and you draw very well. When my colleague mentioned you before, I only had a rough impression, and I have never read your book. Miss Nalan asked me to come today. I wanted to give her a face, just sit and go, but I didn't expect that your book amazed me and kept me."

Song Song's eyes widened in surprise.

What?

Did she hear it right?

Fang Yiru stayed because of her paintings, didn't she leave in a rush like those reporters?

It was so sudden that Song Song opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer, so he just said embarrassedly, "Thank you, painter Fang..."

"Just call me Sister Yiru." Fang Yiru was very kind, without pretense, and said, "I'm here to tell you that I found something in your painting that Qiu Yingying didn't have... "

Song Song suddenly interrupted her apologetically: "Sister Yiru, what did you say? You mean, believe I am the original, is Qiu Yingying plagiarizing?"

Fang Yiru nodded: "Well, only a senior painter can tell. I have been drawing comics for 20 years, and I can see that your paintings have souls, while Qiu Yingying's painters have their own characteristics. Watch, there is no soul of the painter! This is the biggest difference between you. It is also the key to determine the plagiarism of the original. Because a painter with a soul cannot copy a rigid and soulless painter, that is a step backwards! You don't have to!"