My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 2693

Chapter 2693

Qingwan doesn't know that Erdong Qihao is in a bad mood.

She walked around for more than ten minutes, and then she saw erdonghao sitting by the stream fishing.

She instinctively came to erdonghao's side.

The stream is at the foot of the mountain.

All the way down, Qingwan was fascinated by the scenery on the road several times. When she came to the stream, it was an hour later.

In the afternoon, the sun can't come out from the clouds. Without the sunshine, the whole land is lack of several layers of light. Fortunately, there is no rain. For the holiday guests, the weather is more comfortable. It's windy on the mountain. They don't feel too hot to climb and enjoy the scenery and go to the flower fields.

Qingwan has come all the way to admire Zhang Xiao. She doesn't know how many resorts there are. However, Zhang Xiao designed this resort to be famous. Tourists are coming all the year round. It's really her intention.

Every step has its own scenery, which is different.

Although there are many artificial scenes, they are exquisite and pleasant to watch.

Of course, in addition to Zhang Xiao's ingenious design, there is a huge amount of financial resources of Haotian group. If we don't have enough financial resources to invest in it, we can't build such a resort.

Among them, erdonghao's contribution.

"Dong Hao."

Qingwan came here with a sweet smile on her pretty face, because she went all the way, her face was red, it was hot walking, and there were sweat beads on her face and forehead.

The painter on the opposite side happened to pull up the fishing rod again. Good guy, he caught a fish as big as two fingers together.

Qingwan's appearance made him stare at it.

Now, Qingwan is wearing the dress that erdonghao selected for her. Erdonghao's eyes are poisonous. This dress is very suitable for her. It not only makes her dress beautiful, but also makes her more beautiful than usual.

Her own foundation is also good, so the money came, fell in the eyes of painters, that is, immortals come to earth.

When the painter could not see it, he did not catch the fish. After struggling for several times, he let the fish fall back into the stream and didn't know where to swim.

The painter did not feel it, but also stared at Qingwan.

In fact, there are many young women who come here for vacation. The painter has never seen a beauty, but no one can shock him like Qingwan.

Erdonghao didn't find that the painter across the street was stunned when he saw his wife. When he heard Qingwan's cry, he turned his head and stared at her and said, "keep your voice down. Don't disturb me fishing."

Seeing sweat on her face and forehead, he frowned again. "It's sweat all over her face. I don't know how to wipe it. Obsidian, do you have a tissue? Give her some tissue and wipe her sweat. "

"No, I have it myself."

Qing Wan hurriedly said, then took out the tissue from his handbag and wiped his sweat.

As she wiped her sweat, she looked over at the bucket beside Er Donghao.

Erdonghao subconsciously wants to block the bucket, moves, or gives up.

What's the cover? What's the matter without catching fish? He doesn't live by fishing.

He's sitting here fishing because he often comes to the resort. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, he doesn't think it's good-looking. He just sits here fishing to kill time and blow the wind, not to eat for fishing.

Qingwan saw that there was only a little water in the bucket, but no fish.

She smiled and asked Er Donghao, "you've been fishing here for a long time. When I walked out of the hotel, I saw you sitting here fishing. I didn't catch any fish."

Er Donghao looked proud and said, "I don't want that. Those fish are too small. I don't think they are thorny and troublesome when I eat them. So after catching them, I set them free again to accumulate some virtue for myself."

"Puzzling --"

the young painter opposite had already recovered from his stupor. Hearing Er Donghao's words, he couldn't help but puzzling and laughing.

Two people sit across the river. If erdonghao keeps his voice down, the painter can't hear him.

Because of the arrival of Qingwan, erdonghao did not control the volume, so the other party heard.

Erdong Hao didn't catch a fish after sitting here for such a long time, and he was not very happy with Qingwan. He was in a bad mood. The painter in the opposite side was sketching while fishing, and there were many fish caught. Erdong Hao was a little angry with each other.

Now the other side is unconscious. After hearing what erdonghao said, he dare to laugh and provoke erdonghao's anger.

He looked around and saw a stone not far away. As soon as he leaned forward and extended his long arm, he found a stone the size of a child's fist. As soon as he raised his hand, the stone hit the opposite side.

Not to the painter, but to the bucket.

Erdonghao's strength was great, and he was angry. The strength was even greater. The stone hit the painter's bucket, and the bucket was knocked down on the ground. Then the fish in the bucket rolled to the ground with the water in the bucket.

Originally sitting by the stream, the fish easily jumped back into the stream.

The painter hurriedly picked up the fish the size of two little fingers.

Mo Yao looks at it expressionless.

Mind stomach Fei: dare to laugh at my master, deserve your fish jump back into the water.

Qingwan:

This man's temper is really bad. He just laughs a few times and smashes his buckets, causing almost all his fish to return to the water.

He didn't catch any fish himself, and no one else was allowed to have any?

Domineering!

The painter picked up the bucket and refilled it with water. Then he put the two fish in the water and looked at his hands. They were dirty.

He first stares at erdonghao on the opposite side.

Qingwan looks at him apologetically. His mouth moves, but he doesn't say anything. He just apologizes to the other side with his lips.

When the painter's annoyance was intended to be seen by Qingwan, most of it disappeared.

After understanding Qingwan's lip language, the painter's anger completely disappeared, and he gave Qingwan a shy smile.

Erdonghao noticed that someone was flirting with his woman in front of him. He turned his head and glared at Qingwan fiercely. He went to pick up the stone again.

Qingwan was stared by him a little inexplicably. She helped him apologize to others. Did he still stare at her if he didn't thank him?

Seeing that he went to pick up the stone again, Qingwan hurriedly urged him in a low voice: "Dong Hao, he may not be laughing at you. You've smashed his buckets and killed everyone else's fish. Don't worry about him any more."

Besides, what he said just now is really funny.

Obviously, I can't catch any fish, and I can tell such a good lie.

All the fish were set free. Thanks to his thick skin, he lied with a face that was not red and breathless.

Qingwan has no way to confirm the truth of his words. The fisherman across the street has been fishing all the time. How can he not know? The other party chuckled and indirectly pointed out that erdonghao was lying.

Erdonghao ignored her.

Mo Yao continues to be expressionless, but he has a lot of activities in his heart. Sometimes his wife is quite dull. Now he has been upgraded to be jealous, and she still has no clue.