Marriage is natural, the president lures his wife into his arms

Liang Bohe returned to the door of her own house, wandered around outside reluctantly for a few times before knocking on the door of Beichen Mo's house.

The four-eyed dead man stood at the door and stared at her coldly for half a minute. The smiling little neighbor outside the door knew that she probably got into trouble again.

"Ding Lingling..." The people inside looked at the people outside, and when the people outside looked at the people inside giggling, the phone in Liang Bohe's shoulder bag suddenly rang.

"Hey hey... borrowed!"

Liang Bohe grabbed her shoulder bag and headed straight into the house, pushing the master's house aside and rushing into his house.

Panicked, without even looking at the easel and paint tray in the middle of the living room, Bei Chenmo locked the door and turned around, only to see the neighbor with his head down, holding his phone in his bag, and walking straight to the easel with his feet...

"what……"

With one hand still in the bag, Liang Bohe fell to the ground sprawled all over.The easel and paint tray were knocked down by her in the living room.

Wreckage everywhere.

"Aw... My skirt is woohoo—why do you hate it so much? Can these things be placed in the living room?" Liang Minhe took out her mobile phone to see that the skirt was covered in paint, and she just yelled.

Bei Chenmo walked over, feeling very distressed at the single bottle of paint that he bought from abroad that cost more than [-] Ruanmei coins. He mockingly looked at the woman in distress on the ground, "Are you running for your life? If you don't come back, I will cause trouble at home!"

On the verge of collapse.

"Did you talk like that? Hurry up and pull me up!" Liang Bohe stretched out his hand towards the thin and tall dead man, the previous smile on his small face was long gone, replaced by a black line on his forehead.

Bei Chenmo reluctantly stretched out his hand and pulled her up, "Hurry up and go home."

"I think so too, but if I go home, I will definitely be caught by Zong Zhengbei! So, I plan to spend the night at your house tonight."

"What? Stay at my house?" Bei Chenmo set up the easel again, took a mop to clean up the paint on the floor, "Also, what's the matter with that soldier?"

"Hi! Are you curious? I won't tell you yet!" Liang Minhe threw the shoulder bag and mobile phone into the sofa, and went into the bathroom to wash off the paint on her hands.

However, the skirt sticks wet to the skin, so you can't just wear it overnight, right?

After washing his hands and coming out of the bathroom, Bei Chenmo had already wiped off the paint on the floor, Liang Bohe frowned beautifully, picked up the phone and checked, it was indeed a call from Zongzheng Bei.

At this moment, he guessed that he would not be able to find her when he crawled ashore from the water, so he called.

Bei Chenmo returned to sit on the easel, and all the women in the room were "invisible people".

"Hey, you said I'm going home to get some clothes...won't I bump into him right?"

"You -- just parted ways?"

"Oh, it's been a while!" Liang Bohe quickly calculated the time in her mind, and it was only half an hour since she left Zongzhengbei's sight.

"You guys going on a date together?" Bei Chenmo hung the paintbrush in his right hand and suddenly looked at her strangely, thinking it was too incredible.

Liang Bohe sneered, "How could I date that kind of person!" She turned her face away and fanned the heat on her face, "No, I have to go home with clean clothes!"

"Good luck!"

Seeing Liang Bohe laughing, with a look of inconsistency, Bei Chenmo sneered.

Without looking back, he was painting on his own, only hearing Liang Bohe's footsteps running out in a panic.

Liang Bohe looked around carefully in the corridor before running out to open the door of her own house. Once inside, she went straight to the bedroom closet to find clothes.