Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 214: : When dark clouds keep stacking up

"The painting is more about luck. Many painters have died for so many years before their works are discovered."

Qin Guanglin stretched out his hand and took her shoulders to let her lean over, and slowly said, "You see, I have spent so much time and effort, and I don’t know how many brain cells to draw a picture of Dragon Boat Festival. Finally, luck will get a picture of Dragon Boat Festival. The Excellence Award is only three thousand yuan.

Usually, it’s only a few hundred dollars for someone to draw a picture. Now that the technology is getting higher and higher, many pictures can be made directly on the computer, and they can also be drawn directly on the computer with a touchpad. The way out for traditional paintings has been compressed. , It can only be art in the end. Although I want to be a great artist, I don’t want to be a great artist. I have to use painting to find other ways to develop. I think comics are pretty good... if you really I don’t like it—I don’t know if you don’t like me in this company or comics. If you don’t like the company, I can quit my job. If I don’t like comics, I can also learn from an illustrator or an original artist. But staying at home really does No, in case I have been squandered for a few years and there is no progress, what will I marry you at that time...... well......"

Qin Guanglin spoke earnestly to Hewan, but he didn’t want to listen to these **** truths, so he took his face and blocked the words back to him,

After a long time, why not let go of your hand and retreat, leaning back on your seat, "skip, don't mention it."

"Okay." Qin Guanglin wiped his mouth, tilted his body and put his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes and said: "You just need to be a good teacher, and rest assured, leave it to me."

Why didn't make a sound anymore, gently tilted his head to lean against him, quietly looking out the window.

Sometimes she wonders if she is too cautious, but it's a matter of two people, family, and carelessness can't be overstated.

I was hospitalized for four days on National Day, and I suffered serious injuries on my head, which is a lesson.

When it gets dark, the train arrives in Los Angeles. Why don’t you wear blue jeans and a white coat and stand outside the Los Angeles station with Qin Guanglin in a peaked cap. Looking at the neon lights and the traffic flow in the night, you can’t help but take a deep breath. Take a breath.

It's just a week, and I feel like I haven't been home for a long time.

"Let's go, let's go home."

"Well, go home."

No matter what happened when I heard the words we go home, Qin Guanglin couldn't help showing a smile on his face, holding her in one hand and the bag in the other, and walked towards the roadside taxi.

Back home, nothing changed. The quiet bedroom was the same as when the two left. Qin Guanglin took off his hat and lay down on the bed, stretching his waist with his mouth open.

"Go, fetch water to wash my feet and wipe my body."

After feeling the soft big bed of Teacher He, he swayed his legs leisurely, and raised his chin to point outside the door.

"Look at you beautiful." Why don't you glance at him, and can't help but smile when he sees his uncle's appearance, "Wait, come right away."

After several days of being meticulously waited on in the hospital, Qin Guanglin's shame has completely disappeared. He stripped off his clothes numbly and lay in a Taizi shape and waited for help.

"Be honest."

Why take it lightly, it's okay in the hospital, this product is a bit unscrupulous when you get home.

"It's been a long time..." Qin Guanglin probed the pig's hoof.

"No, your injury is not healed."

"It won't get in the way, how long will it take for the injury to heal..."

"It just doesn't work, at least you have to wait for the dressing to be changed, start it, and then move me...you just sleep on the sofa."

"..."

"..."

Why don't he stretch his arm and wipe it with a towel, seeing him aggrieved with a smile.

"Virtue."

"I defended my wife bravely a few days ago and was honorably injured. In the end, I had to sleep on the sofa. You have such a big conscience, white on the outside and black on the inside." Qin Guanglin mumbled dissatisfiedly.

"It's okay, not just for a few days, forbearance."

"There is not even a reward. Let the strong man's heart be chilled, the husband's heart will be chilled, and let... my heart is cold, touch it, is it cooler than ice?... You have changed, you want to be You must have been..."

If you want that dissatisfied man to nag more than the old lady, why not roll his eyes and slap him, put the towel in the basin and wash it twice, then straighten up and pat it, "After a few God, I will reward you in a few days."

"After a few days, it won’t be counted as a reward. This is normal life."

"Um...then..." Why not think for a while, then looked at Qin Guanglin, leaned over to his ear and whispered: "Just stay a few days, I can wait for you to get better..."

"Really?"

"Really, does it count as a reward?"

"Forget it, I'm done." Qin Guanglin nodded fiercely, and got involved in the wound again. Hey, hey, sucking in a cold breath, still couldn't help the surprise on his face.

"Tsk, be careful, does it hurt?" Why not look at him distressed and amusingly, leaning over and blowing two breaths into his head, "You don't pay attention to the wound like this, and it won't be too late to get better."

"It must be getting better soon, I feel it's almost done now."

"No way now, what should I do if the wound collapses? Your blood is concentrated in the brain, and then bleeds again... and it also reduces immunity. What if you get infected? By the way, I will wash the pillowcases and everything tomorrow. Once again... the foot comes in."

After helping Qin Guanglin scrub, the water is still hot, so why not put his feet in the basin and rub it with his small hands. Qin Guanglin squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. It really felt like a landlord.

"Look at you beautiful, lift it up."

Take a towel to help him dry his feet, why not take two pats before going out with the basin.

"Wait for me, I will wait for you like this for a month." Qin Guanglin yelled at the door happily.

"Dreaming!" Why did the voice come from the bathroom.

She doesn't know what nasty thoughts Qin Guanglin is, just greedy her.

Bah, mean.

Qin Guanglin lied on the bed and happily, suddenly realized a problem, got up and shouted out the door: "Oh yes, the one you are talking about is white or black?"

"It's up to you, what you like to buy, don't make colorful things that are weird." Why not walk in with a word, take a look at his happy expression, pause for a while and stretch out his index finger to shake in front of his eyes Akira smiled and said: "You can only choose one."

"Hmm..." Qin Guanglin was in entanglement.

White or black?

"Think about it slowly, and be careful not to put pressure on the wound."

Why take the pajamas from the closet and hug them in your arms, and then pull your slippers to take a bath. When the fragrance comes out, Qin Guanglin is already placing the order with his mobile phone.

"Bought it?"

"I bought it."

"Which type?"

"Confidentiality, you will know when you wear it." Qin Guanglin was silly with his mobile phone.

Who doesn't like such a girlfriend?

I really love Teacher He.

"Huh, you don’t look good, just wear it yourself." Why not turn off the bedroom lights, leaving only a small night light hanging on the wall in the dark, adjust the air-conditioning mode, slowly get into the bed and lean against Qin Guanglin closed his eyes in his arms.

"Go to bed early to help the wound heal."

"Okay."

There was silence in the room.

Stable overnight.

When I got up the next day, the sky was gray outside in the morning, dark clouds piled together, and the air was filled with the dullness that was characteristic of before the heavy rain.

Why fry two omelettes and Qin Guanglin casually had breakfast, before it rained, took an umbrella to the vegetable market and prepared all day's vegetables and brought them home.

As soon as I arrived home, the heavy rain poured down and continued until noon, and the stagnant water on the street was able to cover people's calves.

Why prepare lunch in the kitchen? Qin Guanglin sits on the balcony and looks at the outside quietly. Staying at home on rainy days can always make people feel a different kind of tranquility.

"You said the rain won't fall until tomorrow, right?"

Qin Guanglin hasn't asked for leave yet, and feels that his injury is no longer serious. He plans to wear a hat to go to work tomorrow. He can't help but feel a little worried watching the rain,

"It shouldn't. It's estimated that the rain won't last long." Why not take the food out and take a look outside, then return to the kitchen to continue working.

"Yes, fortunately it will rain today, not tomorrow, otherwise it will be inconvenient to go to work."

I like continuous rain to last for several days. This kind of heavy rain usually comes fast and goes fast.

"Okay, don't watch the rain there, wash your hands quickly and prepare for dinner."

"Here is here...It's so fragrant, Mr. He is great."

"The ears are all cocooned, can you change the word to praise?" Why not take off the apron and hang it on the wall, turning around and rubbing his cheek with his finger.

Qin Guanglin slapped her vigorously, and while washing his hands, he turned back and smiled and said: "The color, fragrance, taste and taste are perfect."

"Say me or food?"

"It's all the same."

Lunch on rest days is always very rich, and today is no exception. Qin Guanglin was enjoying the craftsmanship and suddenly asked, “I heard your dad say that you only cook instant noodles? The craftsmanship is so good, better than you Brother is not bad."

Why don't the action of drinking the soup pause, inadvertently blew into the bowl two breaths, and then said: "I rarely cook at home. My brother does it...mainly in college."

"Oh, that's amazing." Qin Guanglin took another mouthful of food, something flashed through his mind, but didn't catch it, so he didn't think about it anymore.

"I'm more blessed than your brother and they can eat your dishes every day."

"Eat more if you like."

Why didn't Wen smile while holding a small bowl while sipping the chicken soup, lowered his eyes to look at the oil flower in the bowl, and then asked aloud: "What else did he say?"

"It's nothing, just some daily chores."

"Oh~IndoMTL.com~After a meal, why not pack up the dishes and bring them into the kitchen, push Qin Guanglin out in the name of taking care of the sick number, wrap up all the cooking and washing dishes, and ask Qin Guanglin to deal with everything. Find a movie and watch it together.

The heavy rain did not last as long as the two thought it would not last long. It didn't change from big to small until dinner, and the raindrops were still dripping.

"Have you asked for leave? Why don't you go to work tomorrow, because you were afraid of getting wet, what should you do?" Why not check the weather forecast and asked Qin Guanglin.

"Um..."

Qin Guanglin hesitated, before speaking, the phone by the bed lit up, and then the bell rang.

He took a look and flicked it through.

"Hello."

　　

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