Chapter 289

"Okay, do you want to have dinner?" Pei Yiyou stood beside the two, with a charming smile on his handsome and sinister face.

"No!" Zuo Lan directly refused.

Zuo Fei'er hugged her belly: "Mommy, Fei'er wants to eat steak."

With his hands, Pei Yiyou hugged Zuo Fei'er into his arms, moved his long legs, and walked straight forward.

Helpless, Zuo Lan had no choice but to follow behind him, but the irritability in his heart never dissipated, as long as he thought of Pei Yihuan's figure, the irritability would emerge involuntarily.

Pei Yiyou said: "If you want to drive Mo Wan away, you can borrow Mo Qingfei. She doesn't hate Mo Wan so much, so she irritated her and let her act."

Mo Qingfei is indeed clueless. It is indeed a good way to attack her. Zuo Lan's eyes moved slightly: "Where should we attack?"

"Of course, Mo Qingfei will come here as easily as possible. I have asked my subordinates to check Mo Qingfei's information, and I think it will be delivered in a while." Pei Yiyou raised his eyes slightly.

When the three of them were sitting in the most famous Italian restaurant, the steak was served, and a mobile phone rang...

Taking out the phone, Pei Yihuan pressed the button of the phone with his slender fingers, narrowed his eyes, and one after another pornographic photos rolled in front of his eyes.

The heroines in the photos are all alone - Mo Qingfei.

She didn't wear anything on her body, not even a bra or underwear, she was completely naked, and the leading actor was a different director.

Among them, there are several photos of her and two directors, and the three of them are rolling on the bed. They are really glamorous!

With long and narrow peach eyes, Pei Yiyou handed the phone to Zuo Lan, and tapped on the table lightly: "These photos are really evocative, I'm afraid the current tertiary movies are nothing more than that, tsk tsk..."

Zuo Lan followed the picture and looked down, the disdain and coldness between her brows and eyes became deeper and deeper, she thought it was something, so it was!

"Okay, give me the photo, and now I'll do it..." Pei Yiyou had an evil look on his face.

Handing over the phone, bowing her head, Zuo Lan elegantly ate the steak on the plate, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

in the room.

"Daddy, we have an art class today." Erxuan reported.

"Awesome." Pei Yihuan kissed her cheeks, followed by Haotian, hugging one on the left and one on the right.

With dark eyes rolling, Erxuan smiled at Mimi: "So, I want to show my study results to Daddy."

Haotian rolled his eyes, he knew exactly what Erxuan wanted to do, but Daddy didn't know.

"Hey, Daddy asked the servant to get the sketch paper..."

"No need!" Erxuan hugged Daddy's standing leg: "I have ready-made sketch paper."

Hearing this, Pei Yihuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Where?"

"Daddy's face."

Pei Yihuan reached out and hugged Erxuan's body, trying to persuade: "Daddy's face is not as comfortable to draw on sketch paper."

Putting his hands behind his head, Haotian raised his eyebrows and said, "But Daddy's face must be more lifelike when drawn on sketch paper."

"Yes, I think so too, Marilyn Monroe, how about it?" Erxuan made a good suggestion: "Or Audrey Hepburn, they are all my idols, who will daddy choose?"

Haotian spread his hands: "In comparison, I still prefer Iron Man or Masked Superman. If the painting is too feminine, Daddy will become more and more feminine, and maybe he will become more and more like a woman."

"This is also..." After Erxuan's careful decision: "It's still Iron Man."

Pei Yihuan's slender body was tense, standing on the bed, Erxuan didn't even touch his waist, with her hands on her waist, she frowned delicately: "What's Daddy's reaction, don't you want me to draw?"

After she finished speaking, she continued to speak as a matter of course: "Daddy doesn't support my studies. Forget it. I'll draw Daddy Ferdinand's face tomorrow."

Hearing this, the hesitation and entanglement in Pei Yihuan's heart disappeared in an instant, and the body that was standing upright immediately sat on the bed, allowing the two little babies to do whatever they wanted.

Nodding in satisfaction, Erxuan took the crayon and was eager to try it excitedly: "Okay, then I'll draw Iron Man!"

Frowning, Haotian shook his head and said, "Daddy, bear with it, it should be done in ten minutes, and take care!"

The corners of Pei Yihuan's eyes also twitched, Erxuan stood up, and her two tender little hands were doing something wrong on his face.

Her little hands were very soft and soft, and they were very comfortable when they fell on her face. In an instant, Pei Yihuan's heart was deeply moved.

Daughter, this is his daughter, strange emotions surged up, he felt that life was so mysterious, Haotian lay on his arm, coughing lightly.

"Eyes, nose, mouth, does Iron Man have a mask?" Erxuan scratched her head: "Spiderman has a mask, but Iron Man doesn't seem to have one. Continue to draw..."

"No! Mo Erxuan, what you drew is a pig's nose, not Iron Man's nose, and eyes, Daddy, you have to be mentally prepared." Haotian shook his head.

Raising his eyebrows, Pei Yihuan held Haotian tighter with his arms, and scratched his nose with his big hand: "Daddy is already mentally prepared, Erxuan's painting is abstract art..."

Haotian laughed out loud: "Daddy, Erxuan's painting skills are really unbearable to look at directly!"

"Understood..." Pei Yihuan looked at Haotian.

The two men looked at each other with helplessness on their faces, but they knew it in their hearts. They looked at each other and smiled. This is the helplessness between men and the helplessness towards women!

The two little ones finally went to bed.

When Mo Wan came out of the shower, he saw that President Pei's handsome face was painted in a mess.

Red, green, blue and purple, colorful and colorful, even President Pei's original face can't be seen at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Wan blinked his eyes: "I just took a shower, how did President Pei become Iron Man?"

"Er Xuan painted it."

Pei Yihuan moved his thin lips and raised his eyebrows: "Originally, she wanted to paint me as Marilyn Monroe or Audrey Hepburn, but at Haotian's insistence, she painted me as Iron Man..."

"Iron Man?" Unable to hold back one, Mo Wan burst out laughing directly, even tears rolled in his eyes.

She is also a person with eyes, but I really didn't see that Erxuan's painting looks like Iron Man, it's so funny!

"Hey, President Pei, do you know what you look like now?" Smiling Mimi, Mo Wan wiped the water droplets on his hair with the towel in his hand.

"What does it look like?"

Raising his eyebrows, Pei Yihuan took the towel in her hand with a big blunt hand, and wiped it very gently. His low voice was mixed with pride: "How is my daughter's painting skills?"

"I swear, I will never send Erxuan to study art in my life, your daughter's painting skills are simply fatal!"

Mo Wan's hand brushed across his face, giggling and teasing:

"Where is President Pei Iron Man now? It's clearly a combination of Iron Man and Zhu Bajie, and he is even proud of your daughter's painting skills. There is a mirror here. President Pei has a good look at his own face!"

Mo Wan put the makeup mirror in front of his eyes, so that Mr. Pei could clearly see his appearance at this time.

The handsome and handsome face is messed up with paint, like Iron Man and Zhu Bajie. In short, I can't see what the circle is, it's a mess! "

(end of this chapter)