"It's a good drawing!" The boy stepped forward, looked at Xia He's reaction, and roughly guessed what the relationship between the person in the painting and her was.

"I painted casually. Xia He took the paper down, hesitated for two seconds, and tore the paper open, first in half, and then slowly torn into confetti.

The boy didn't bother to stop her, turned around and took the clothes, and draped them on Xia He's shoulders: "Blow dry, you try." ”

Xia He tightened his clothes, and when he just wanted to turn around, the door was pushed open, and five or six men and women looked shocked, they probably never thought that they would see such a beautiful picture when they pushed the door in. The people outside the door tacitly took a step back, and one of them looked at the two of them with an apologetic expression.

"You go on, go on! We didn't see anything. They retreated, and when they were about to turn around, a few hands reached back, grabbed the doorknob and slammed, Xia He felt the windows shook.

The boy shrugged helplessly, then grabbed his clothes and was about to run out, but was caught by Xia He.

"I'm going to explain it to them. When the man was pulled, he was slightly surprised.

"No need. Xia He shook his head.

"Those who are pure are self-purifying, so why bother to say more. ”

Xia He turned around to tidy herself up, she picked up her clothes and put them in the sun to see, the light purple vine flowers, as if they were alive, obviously there was no wind, but in Xia He's eyes, it seemed to move with the wind at any time.

The stains on the clothes have been completely covered, and the paint has no smell, although Xia He does not have an in-depth understanding of these things, he also knows that this paint is to be used to paint landscape paintings, which are rich in a variety of natural ores, and ordinary painting enthusiasts may not be able to get their hands on them.

"Don't worry, it's harmless. The boy thought that Xia He was worried about the problem of paint, and explained. Lele Literature

"Finally able to deal with the morning, and then it's up to you what to do with it. ”

Xia He put on her clothes and wanted to clean the studio, but after seeing those messy items, she gave up decisively, and she only disposed of the paper she tore.

Xia He knew that a piece of paper in the studio was about as expensive as her breakfast, but she didn't want to lose the money for breakfast, since it was brought by that person, let him solve the follow-up problems by himself.

By the way, what is the name of that person, she has stayed with him for so long, she has not asked the other party's name, and even if the other party's name is not called, the conversation during this time has unexpectedly gone smoothly.

Forget it, Xia He denied his idea in his heart, anyway, it's not a major, anyway, Kuncheng University is so big, anyway, I won't see him again in the future, and I don't want to pay attention to him anymore if I see him, and it doesn't matter so much if I know his name or not.

"I'm leaving. Xia He dug out his backpack in a pile of things, straddled it on his hands, and looked sideways at the man who was still slowly dressing.

Xia He couldn't help but touch the place where she had drawn, this dress was still the one she wore when she went out in the morning, but now that she was wearing it, she felt like she was wearing a new dress. I wanted to be casual, but I couldn't help but be restrained, for fear that the painting on the dress would be torn.

The boy raised his head and glanced at Xia He, slow-motion the square, tidied himself up in three or two, and followed Xia He out when he went out.

"You borrowed someone's studio, don't you stay to deal with the scene?" Xia He wanted to get rid of him, so he could only make up all kinds of excuses and problems to support him.

She felt that one head and two were big, what the hell had she provoked, why did there be a dog skin plaster sticking to her all the time?

"No, I come here a lot. The boy followed Xia He.