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"Do you want something to eat?"
"No."
Pei Jue understood, and signaled Annie to drive to a downtown restaurant.
"Do you like painting? Do you prefer oil painting or watercolor? I have some nice pieces at home, I'll bring them to you next time."
"I prefer oil paintings. No need to give me any, I already have plenty."
Master Ji Changfeng painted countless works for her every year, and Po Jun, Ji Changfeng's direct disciple, casually left his paintings in the Beidou Star laboratory, almost running out of places to put them...
"Then tell me what you like."
Qingwu couldn't help but lift her head to glance at Pei Jue before her.
The man before her was handsome and cold, with a glance at his face you could tell he was a decisive and ruthless ruler, yet when he looked at her, his eyes were filled with irresistible tenderness.