Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 401

Haitong returned to her room, closed the door, leaned against the door, touched her face, and felt a little hot.

She didn't know why she was blushing.

Maybe it was because I went to catch rape with my sister last night, what the hell.

After standing for a while, Hai Tong hurried to take a bath, and later had to make breakfast for Zhan Yin.

Remembering Aunt Liang, Hai Tong hurriedly called Aunt Liang again. After Aunt Liang answered the phone, she said, "Aunt Liang, you can just take Yang Yang to my store later, and you don't have to rush back."

"it is good."

"How is my sister?"

"Pretending to be okay, saying that I have to go to work after breakfast. I am preparing a cup of coffee for her. I didn't sleep well last night. I have to continue to work and drink a cup of coffee to refresh myself."

Haitong feels sorry for her sister, but she also knows that it is not appropriate for her to ask for leave now, after all, she has only been at work for a few days.

"Tell my sister to be careful when she rides to work."

"I will."

Haitong went to take a shower after hanging up the phone.

Coming out of the bathroom, she habitually walked to the dressing table and sat down, ready to comb her hair.

One thing is missing from the desktop.

What about the golden step she painted?

That was the sample she drew when she wanted to learn how to make some headgear by herself and buy it online.

It took her two nights to draw it.

Haitong was combing her hair with a comb while looking for her painting.

I searched for a while and couldn't find it.

"How could it disappear? I put it on the dressing table, and no one has ever entered my room..."

She remembered what Zhan Yin said. She fell asleep last night, and he kept her awake so he carried her upstairs.

He has been in her room.

However, what she painted was a golden step, Zhan Yin is a big man, it is impossible to take her golden step away, besides, it is a painting, and it is not real, so he has no reason to take her away painting.

Aunt Liang has followed her in the store since she came to work. Even if she came back last night, Aunt Liang probably wouldn't have thrown away her painting as waste paper, right?

Haitong thought for a while, and didn't call Aunt Liang to ask about it. It was just a painting, so there was no need to ask Aunt Liang the day after she came to work, as it would be easy for Aunt Liang to misunderstand.

Big deal, she spent another two nights painting a new one.

Thinking of this, Haitong went to make breakfast first.

Zhan Yin didn't sleep last night, and he still has to go to work today, Haitong also prepared a cup of coffee for him.

When the couple had breakfast together, Haitong asked him, "Mr. Zhan, when you sent me back to my room last night, did you see the painting on my dressing table?"

Zhan Yin looked up at her, but didn't answer right away, waiting for her to continue.

"I think the simple weaving crafts are a bit monotonous, so I want to add some new patterns to the shelves of my online store, that is, with antique-style headgear, but I rarely do these, and I will draw a sample when I start , that painting is a sample of Jin Buyao I painted."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhan Yin replied honestly: "I saw that painting, you painted it very well, as if you were taking a picture of the original."

"Where did that painting go? I just realized it was gone."

"Flooded into the sewer."

"what!"

Haitong was stunned, "How come..."

"I carried you back to the room last night, and just as I put you down, you suddenly sat up and vomited, throwing up my hand. At that time, I grabbed a piece of paper and wiped my hands. I found out afterwards that it was a picture drawn by you, but If it gets dirty by me, I just throw it in the toilet with other tissues and flush it with water."

Haitong: "..."

Did she throw up last night?