Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Qin Siyu crossed his arms and leaned against the railing, with a faint smile on his thin lips, and said slowly: "You will bump into them if you go back now."

Shen Nuo paused: "I'm not afraid."

"But you hate trouble."

Shen Nuo glanced back at him: "You are more troublesome than them."

This made Qin Siyu unhappy. He stood up and came to her, put his arms around her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms with a little effort.

Shen Nuo frowned slightly, did not move or speak.

Qin Siyu lowered his head and looked at her, his dark eyes reflecting her clear brown eyes: "Nuo'er is trying to express his anger on me."

Shen Nuo was very calm: "I didn't."

"You do." His white fingertips gently stroked her fair cheek: "Are you thinking that it's all Qin Siyu's fault for being a promiscuous woman, otherwise why would there be so much trouble?"

Shen Nuo's eyelids moved slightly, but he still didn't speak.

The man continued: "Are you still thinking that if I had known that agreeing to Qin Siyu would cause so much trouble, I should not have agreed to his request for a relationship."

Shen Nuo nodded and raised her eyes to look at him.

The corners of the man's lips were curled up in a smile, but his eyes were dark, without the slightest hint of a smile. Faint emotions were swirling in his eyes, and a dangerous aura accompanied by coldness filled the surroundings silently.

"Noer, is that what you think? Huh?"

Shen Nuo looked at him quietly with big eyes, still saying nothing.

Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the man's fingertips came to her small earlobe and pinched it gently: "Why don't you speak?"

Shen Nuo's ears were a sensitive point. He gently squeezed the numbness that came from her ears, which made Shen Nuo's body tremble slightly. Finally, she was willing to speak: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

His phoenix eyes stared at her for a moment, his thin lips slightly opened, and he uttered one word: "True."

Shen Nuo suddenly laughed, and when Qin Siyu was slightly dazed, he took his hand and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "The truth is that you are sick again and need to take medicine."

Qin Siyu's expression froze.

Shen Nuo sneered, raised his hand and pinched his beautiful chin: "If you go crazy again, I really don't want you anymore."

The man stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled, his eyebrows softening.

"Angry?"

Shen Nuo's face was expressionless.

Qin Siyu lowered his head and rubbed her gently with his handsome face: "Nuo'er, you have to give me time to get used to it."

Shen Nuo didn't agree with him and said coolly: "I dug your ancestral grave before? Do you have such distrust in me?"

Qin Siyu lowered his eyes, a little aggrieved: "You always say you will stay by my side, but you always regret it. Nuo'er, I'm scared."

Shen Nuo paused: "So it's my fault?"

His long eyelashes trembled slightly: "No, it's my fault."

Shen Nuo chuckled lightly, pinched his wrist and pulled him back to the gallery.

Qin Siyu was slightly stunned: "Don't you stop painting?"

"I don't paint," Shen Nuo pressed him down in front of the easel with a soft expression: "Help me finish the painting."

Qin Siyu looked stiff: "I can't."

"It doesn't matter," Shen Nuo said nicely: "I'll teach you."

Qin Siyu looked up at Shen Nuo: "I'm afraid I'll destroy your painting."

He rejected painting so much that Shen Nuo became suspicious and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you afraid of painting?"

Qin Siyu pursed his lips: "No."

"Then draw." Shen Nuo said firmly.

Seeing her persistence, Qin Siyu took a deep breath and picked up the brush obediently.

The light was bright, the woman put her hand on the back of the man's chair, leaned close to the man, almost face to face, and pointed her other hand into the painting, seeming to be whispering something.

The man's cold and handsome side face was reflected somewhat softly under the light. His long eyelashes blinked lightly from time to time, with a serious look on his face. His bony fingers pointed at the brush and gently painted on the painting.

They are painting, but they don't know that they are also paintings in the eyes of others.

Song Ya looked at this warm and harmonious scene from a distance, with tears in her eyes but a soft smile of relief on her face.

She sniffed, pushed back the tears in her eyes, and turned to look at the man beside her: "Nuo'er is really a tolerant and good girl, right?"

After thousands of sails, the clouds finally opened and the moon shone brightly.

Fortunately, her children did not give up and thanked her for her tolerance and concession.

Otherwise, what would be the result now?

Song Ya couldn't imagine it.

Thinking of this, Song Ya's eyes narrowed: "Some things should be settled."

Qin Chen did not answer her words, but rubbed her head: "Let's go."

"Ah."

The two left together, and Shen Nuo watched her beautiful painting gradually become completely unrecognizable under someone's "careful" perfection. She was speechless and choked for a moment.

Is it because she doesn’t know how to teach, or...

She silently moved her gaze to the man's face: "Qin Siyu..."

Qin Siyu pursed his lips and lowered his head. His cold voice seemed calm, but he could vaguely hear a hint of grievance: "I told you, I can't."

It looked like a majestic big cat shrinking its paws aggrievedly, trying to pretend to be calm.

Unexpectedly, the omnipotent Young Master Qin also had something he was not good at.

A smile overflowed from Shen Nuo's clear eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, he coughed lightly, and said without conscience, "Actually... it's pretty good."

Qin Siyu was quiet for a moment, then looked up at her, with a hint of speechlessness in his beautiful phoenix eyes.

Shen Nuo coughed lightly: "But don't draw it next time."

Qin Siyu didn't say anything, got up from the chair, took her hand and walked into the room.

"gone back."

He looked a little annoyed.

Shen Nuo was in a good mood and teased him: "Aren't you going to draw anymore?"

"No painting!"

"Okay," Shen Nuo's tone sounded a little regretful, but he soon became interested again: "Then continue tomorrow?"

Qin Siyu: "..." He chose to remain silent.

Shen Nuo had no intention of letting him go: "Qin Siyu?"

"........."

"Ayu?"

"........."

Seeing the man pretending to be deaf and dumb, Shen Nuo burst into laughter.

Qin Siyu's ears turned red, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he pulled Shen Nuo to walk faster.

Shen Nuo said leisurely from behind: "I can't keep up."

The accelerated pace slowed down again.

Shen Nuo smiled.

When the two came back, Qin Chen and Song Ya had already left, and Zhang Ma's face was as bright as spring breeze. Her mood was visibly good, and she looked completely different from an hour ago.

"Master, Madam, why are you back? Why don't you take a walk for a while?"

Shen Nuo glanced outside: "Mama Zhang, it's already dark."

Zhang Ma nodded: "Yes, it's time for the young master to rest."

Qin Siyu: "..."

Shen Nuo couldn't help laughing again.

Qin Siyu's handsome face darkened slightly: "Mother Zhang."

"Hey, Master." Zhang Ma responded flattered, "Do you have any orders?"

"Please heat up a glass of milk."

Qin Siyu said and pulled Shen Nuo upstairs.

Shen Nuo added: "Two cups."

Waiting for the two people's backs to disappear from sight, Zhang Ma replied blankly: "Okay... okay."