Qing Wan didn't know Er Donghao was in a bad mood.

After wandering for more than ten minutes, she saw Er Donghao sitting by the stream and fishing.

She instinctively walked towards Er Donghao.

The stream is at the foot of the mountain.

Along the way, Qing Wan was fascinated by the scenery on the road several times. When she came to the stream, it was already an hour later. In the afternoon, the sun hides in the clouds and does not come out. Without the sun's shining, the whole land is less radiant. Fortunately, there is no rain. For holiday guests, this kind of weather is more comfortable. Windy, climb the mountain to enjoy the scenery, go down

Huatian doesn't feel too hot.

Coming along this road, Qing Wan admires Zhang Xiao with all her heart. I don't know how many resorts there are. However, the resort designed by Zhang Xiao is famous and has frequent visitors throughout the year. It is really her intention.

There are scenes at every step, but scenes are different.

Although many sceneries are artificially created, they are exquisite and pleasing to the eye.

Of course, in addition to Zhang Xiao's ingenious design, there is also the huge financial resources of Haotian Group. If there is no strong financial resources to invest in, such a resort will not be built.

Among them is Er Donghao's credit.

"Donghao."

Qing Wan came here, with a sweet smile on her pretty face, her face flushed because of walking all the way, it was hot to walk, and there were beads of sweat on her face and forehead.

The painter on the opposite side happened to pull up the fishing rod again, good fellow, and caught another fish as big as **** together.

Qing Wan's appearance made him stare blankly.

Qingwan is now wearing the dress Er Donghao helped her choose. Er Donghao's eyes are poisonous. This skirt fits her very well. It not only shows the beauty of the clothes, but also makes her more beautiful than usual. Come on.

She has a good foundation, and when she comes with this kind of money, in the eyes of the painter, it is the immortal descending from the earth.

When the painter was stunned, he didn't catch the fish that had taken the bait. After struggling a few times, the fish fell back into the stream, and suddenly he didn't know where to swim.

The painter also didn't notice anything, still staring at Qing Wan.

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

Er Donghao hadn't noticed that the painter on the opposite side looked dumbfounded at his wife. Hearing Qing Wan's yelling, he turned his head and glared at her, saying, "You keep your voice down, don't disturb me fishing."

Seeing the beads of sweat on her face and forehead, he frowned again, "My head is full of sweat and I don't know how to wipe it. Obsidian, do you have a tissue? Give some tissue to wipe her sweat."

"No, I have it myself."

Qing Wan said quickly, then took out a tissue from her handbag and wiped her sweat on her own.

While wiping her sweat, she turned her head to look at the bucket beside Er Donghao.

Er Donghao subconsciously wanted to cover the bucket, moved but gave up.

What cover? What if you didn't catch the fish? He Er Donghao does not live by fishing.

He sits here to fish because he often comes to the resort village, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, and feels nothing good, he sits here fishing to pass the time, blowing the hair, and not for fishing.

Qing Wan saw that there was only a little water in the bucket, but not a single fish.

She laughed and asked Er Donghao: "You have been fishing here for a long time. I walked out of the hotel and saw you sitting here fishing on it, but there was no fish."

Er Donghao looked arrogant and said, "That's what I don't want. Those fish are too small. I think they are too many and troublesome to eat. So after I caught them, I released them again to accumulate some yin for myself. ."

"Flutter--"

The young painter on the opposite side had already recovered from the dumbfoundedness. Hearing Er Donghao's words, he couldn't help but laugh.

Two people are sitting across the stream. If Er Donghao speaks in a low voice, the painter will not hear.

Due to Qing Wan's arrival, Er Donghao didn't control the volume, so he let the other party hear it. Er Donghao didn’t catch a fish after sitting here for so long, and because he was not happy with Qingwan, he was in a very bad mood. The painter on the other side was fishing while sketching, and he caught a lot of fish. , Er Donghao is a bit angry

For the other side.

Now that the other party knew nothing about life and death, he dared to laugh after hearing what Er Donghao said, which made Er Donghao angry.

He looked around and saw a stone not far away. When he probed his body and stretched out his long arms, he picked up a stone the size of a child's fist. When he raised his hand, the stone hit the opposite side.

It didn't hit the painter, but the barrel.

Er Donghao’s strength was great, and under his anger, his strength was even greater. The stone hit the painter’s bucket, and the bucket was knocked over to the ground. Then the fish in the bucket followed the bucket. The water rolled to the ground.

I was sitting by the stream, and the fish jumped back into the stream easily.

The painter scrambled to pick up, only to retrieve fish the size of two little fingers.

Mo Yao looked at him blankly.

I murmured in my heart: Dare to laugh at my Patriarch, you deserve your fish to jump back into the water.

Qing Wan:...

This man had a bad temper. After only a few laughs, he smashed all the barrels, causing almost all the fish in the water to go back into the water.

He didn't catch the fish himself, so he didn't allow others to have fish?

overbearing!

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

He first glared at Er Donghao who was opposite.

Qing Wan looked at him apologetically, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, she only used her lips to apologize to the other party.

When Qing Wan looked over, the painter's annoyance disappeared.

After reading Qing Wan's lips, the painter's irritation disappeared completely, and Qing Wan smiled shyly.

Er Donghao noticed that someone was flirting with his woman in front of him. He turned his head and gave Qing Wan a fierce look, then went to pick up rocks again.

Qing Wan was a little inexplicably stared by him. She apologized to others for him. He stared at her without thanking her?

Seeing him going to pick up rocks again, Qing Wan quickly persuaded him in a low voice: "Donghao, he may not be laughing at you. You have smashed his bucket and caused all the fish to run away. Don't worry about him anymore. Up."

Besides, the words he just said are indeed funny.

Obviously, he can't catch fish, and he can tell such a nice lie.

The fish were released, but he was so thick-skinned that he was not blushing or breathing when he lied.

Qing Wan couldn't determine the truth of what he said. The angler on the other side was also fishing. How could he not know? The other party laughed, and indirectly pointed out that Er Donghao was lying.

Er Donghao ignored her. Mo Yao continued to be expressionless, but there was a lot of activity in his heart. The Patriarch's wife was sometimes quite dull. The Patriarch is now jealous, and the wife still can't figure it out.