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Chapter 125 Values ​​of Painting

So, are ancient women all doctoral students who are proficient in eight languages?

And they can get married at the age of 15, how can they become proficient in everything within 15 years?

After all, geniuses are a rare species in any time and space.

"Host, don't you want to be a perfect woman who is both internal and external, proficient in talents, and unparalleled in beauty?" According to its authoritative statistics, every woman fantasizes about herself in this way, and then meets a prince or a domineering president who loves them.

"..." Jing Ruhua stroked his arm and sat quietly with his back straight.

Jing Ruhua appreciates women who are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it doesn't mean that she wants to be such a woman herself. Instead of having time to be such a woman, it is better to spend time enjoying life.

Don't tell her the value of living. Jing Ruhua has been "valuing" her whole life, but she has not been able to make her live a happy life. Now she just wants to enjoy the hard-won life.

"Host, there is really no pursuit~" the system sighed.

Jing Ruhua didn't bother to deal with this unreliable system, she focused on looking downstairs.

The balcony she was on happened to be able to see Tong Kexin's house clearly. Coincidentally, the room they lived in still had floor-to-ceiling windows, which greatly facilitated the picturesque scenery.

Looking from her angle, she happened to see Tong Kexin sitting on the sofa unhappy, Tong Tong obediently watching her from the side, Yan Baifan poured a glass of water from the kitchen and went to Tong Kexin's side to comfort her.

"Ke Xin, wait for uncle and aunt to calm down, and then go back with Tong Tong." Putting the water on the coffee table, Yan Baifan sat down next to Tong Ke Xin.

"My parents, I got it." Tong Kexin touched the little head of Tong Tong who was obediently leaning on her beside her.

"Do you know who it is?" Yan Baifan asked, looking into Tong Kexin's eyes.

Yan Baifan knew that Tongtong grew more like him, but he didn't want to tell her selfishly, which was why he hadn't contacted Xiao Mohen these years.

If she didn't know, would she be moved by him?

Yan Baifan thought so, but didn't move at all.

"I don't know." Tong Kexin shook her head, she only remembered that the man had a black tattoo of a dragon on his chest.

"I'll accompany you home tomorrow, and bring Tongtong with me." Yan Baifan looked at Tong Kexin seriously and said.

"Bai Fan, you~" Tong Kexin avoided Yan Baifan's burning eyes, and moved away slightly.

Yan Baifan obviously felt it, and smiled with some disappointment, "It's okay, I will praise you and help you block it until you find the child's father~~."

"Mommy, I like Papa Yan as a father." Tongtong, who was obediently sitting next to Mommy, said in a low voice.

Tong Kexin didn't speak, but gently wrapped her arms around her son's small body, rested her head on his son's head, and closed her eyes.

These years, Yan Baifan has taken care of their mother and child, and she can't repay her anyway, and she also understands his feelings. He treats Tongtong like his own child, and Tongtong still likes him so much. Thinking of this, Tong Kexin's heart slightly touch.

"Bai Fan, let's do it this weekend, please." Tong Kexin smiled apologetically, like the warm sun in Yan Baifan's eyes.

"Ke Xin, are you still so polite to me?" Yan Baifan looked at her a little disappointed.

Tong Kexin smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'll cook."

After speaking, he stopped looking at Yan Baifan and went into the kitchen.

After Tong Kexin entered the kitchen, Yan Baifan turned his head and looked out the French window.

Someone was watching them just now, no, that kind of feeling is like interest?

Could it be that I think too much?