"Wait for me!" Zhao Yushi gritted her teeth, turned around and ran away.

After taking a shower, he found Zhou Xiaochai's house and knocked on the door and went in.

She was wearing a snow-white bathrobe and wrapped in her hair. She sat lazily on the sofa, watching movies and savoring red wine.

"Are you finished?" Zhou Xiaochai asked lazily.

Fang Han nodded: "Are the teacher's wife tired?"

Zhou Xiaochai said lazily: "It's a little bit."

Fang Han smiled and said, "I'll make some adjustments to my teacher's wife. Are you too busy these days?"

"Well, there's a big CASE, and it'll be fine after this month."

"Master's wife, let's go down."

Zhou Xiaochai put down her big wine glass and lay on the sofa. Her wide snow-white bathrobe wrapped around her slender and graceful figure. Fang Han patted her back lightly.

Zhou Xiaochai immediately let out a moan.

Just at this moment, a knock on the door sounded, and Zhou Xiaochai sang: "Who is it?"

"Aunt Zhou, it's me."

"Please come in."

Zhao Yushi pushed the door and suddenly widened her eyes.

Zhou Xiaochai lay on the sofa, Fang Han sat beside her. The scene looked very strange. Zhao Yushi quickly put away her surprise, smiled at Zhou Xiaochai, and looked at Fang Han in confusion.

Zhou Xiaochai looked up and smiled, "Yushi, do you know Fang Han?"

"Know." Zhao Yushi glanced at Fang Han with a sideways.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled bitterly. Looking at Zhao Yushi's appearance, he knew that she had misunderstood. He smiled and said, "My wife, she is the buyer of that painting."

"Oh,...No wonder." Zhou Xiaochai nodded: "Xiaoxin didn't even tell me!"

Zhao Yushi said: "Aunt Zhou, are you and him..."

"Lao Ge's apprentice." Zhou Xiaochai said.

Zhao Yushi suddenly nodded: "I heard that Uncle Ge is going to be promoted?"

"Well, I'll leave in these two days."

"Congratulations to Aunt Zhou."

"Forget it, the higher his official position, the busier he is. What can you say to congratulate? You have unique eyes and you actually bought Fang Han's painting!"

"He painted very well." Zhao Yushi smiled.

Fang Han said: "Tea or coffee?"

"Tea, thank you." Zhao Yushi is a ladylike lady in her family and is very polite.

Fang Han brewed two cups of tea, and another cup of coffee for Zhou Xiaochai. He sat back on the sofa and met Zhao Yushi face to face.

Zhou Xiaochai sat up and stretched: "Fang Han, your technique is getting more and more refined!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "So keep striving for excellence."

"What method?" Zhao Yushi asked curiously.

Zhou Xiaochai said: "Fang Han has a set of physiotherapy techniques similar to acupuncture, which is very effective in relieving fatigue."

"He knows this more?" Zhao Yushi looked at Fang Han.

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning, it's just a trick."

"You know a lot of things." Zhao Yushi hummed.

Zhou Xiaochai saw that the two of them were not dealing with each other, as if they had a grudge. She pretended not to know and smiled and said, "Is he still satisfied with his painting?"

"It's pretty good." Zhao Yushi nodded: "The artistic conception is very good, full of infectiousness, and you can't extricate yourself at first glance."

"Then let him draw a few more pictures!"

"I am busy with noble people and have no time to paint!"

"If you want Yushi, of course you have to have time!" Zhao Yushi smiled and said, "Fang Han, take advantage of the weekend, you can draw another one!"

Fang Han smiled bitterly and said, "Master's wife, this requires inspiration.

"Stop talking, that's it!" Zhao Yushi said angrily.

Fang Han nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll try it. Miss Zhao doesn't complain if she doesn't draw well!"

"Okay." Zhao Yushi said with a smile: "It's better for Aunt Zhou!"

She likes Fang Han's paintings very much, and she feels that there is always a sense of transcendence from this world, which is particularly charming and never tires of watching them.

Zhou Xiaochai said: "How is your father's health recently?"

Zhao Yushi drooped her thin eyebrows and shook her head.

"Oh..." Zhou Xiaochai shook her head and said, "I was too hard when I was young. Now I have to pay back the old debts. Fortunately, there is nothing big, just strengthen my exercise."

"I can't help myself in any way, so I'm almost worried!" Zhao Yushi shook her head: "These two days are quite good. I've read Fang Han's paintings and I feel very energetic."

"Fang Han's paintings are so wonderful - useful?"

"He drew a picture of a horse, and his father never got tired of watching it. He said that every time he saw it, he could feel energetic and energetic." Zhao Yushi glanced at Fang Han.

Fang Han smiled. His paintings were attached to spiritual power and had strong infectiousness. Coupled with his unique experience, his mood was beyond ordinary people and reflected in the paintings, and his artistic conception was naturally distant.

"Fang Han, please draw a landscape on the weekend!" Zhou Xiaochai said.

Fang Han hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Thank you Aunt Zhou!" Zhao Yushi smiled and looked at Fang Han with a proud look, giving birth to the pleasure of victory.
Chapter completed!