Chapter 273: Enjoyed

Gao Feng also patted his chest and became proud: "Amazing, we're going to work out at half past five." ā€

Wen Ting gave him a helpless look, this kid is really showing himself all the time.

The meal was finished quickly, because they got up late, and the rest of the itinerary had to be hurried, just as everyone got up, Wen Ting glanced at Long Yiyi.

It's really strange, why does Long Yiyi, who used to be the focus of attention, seem to be dumb today, just don't say anything, and still have a worried look on her face.

There is a problem.

......

However, the bridge, a river in Suzhou, looks ordinary, but the story of ghosts and gods adds a wonderful veil to it.

The four guests appeared in unison, and Mr. Peacock wore a light green thin skirt today, and the skirt fluttered with the wind. Judy wore a cool professional outfit, which was very much in line with her capable temperament.

Mr. Kobayashi was dressed casually, and no one could tell that he was here to work today. Ou Fei wore a bright white short-sleeved suit, and the skin was very healthy, but his strong figure looked a little out of place.

"Today's task is to sketch and paint, you can choose the location, use your imagination, and draw the image of the Nai He Bridge that belongs to you in your mind. Teacher Peacock took off his sunglasses and said with a spring breeze on his face.

It seems that traveling makes her feel very happy.

Everyone began to work on the color location in order to paint the most beautiful scenery of the Nai Ho Bridge.

Wen Ting chose a place by the bridge at a glance, and there were green plants on the opposite side, just enough to have a clear view of the bridge, so he picked up the painting supplies, sat down steadily and began to pack his things.

The rest of the people also gradually sat down, except for Long Yiyi, who was still watching around.

Just as Wen Ting was about to pick up the brush and start painting, Wang Rui's voice came from behind him: "Ting Ting." ā€

Wen Ting turned his head to look at him puzzled, Wang Rui stretched out his hand and beckoned in his direction, signaling Wen Ting to come over.

Although he knew that Wang Rui was more dangerous than Long Yiyi, after all, he was now Wen Ting's agent, Wen Ting hesitated, put down the paintbrush in his hand and walked towards him.

Wang Rui walked towards the back, and the two of them didn't stop until they were in a remote place.

Don't think about it, there must be something important to say, even if Wang Rui wants to plot against Wen Ting, he will not be stupid enough to choose now.

"What's the matter?" Wen Ting asked, looking up at the surroundings, or saying that there are rivers all over the Suzhou area, and before he had taken a few steps, another small river appeared, and there was a trickling sound in his ears, which sounded very pleasant.

Wang Rui was very vigilant, looked around, and after making sure that no one was following, he approached Wen Ting, Wen Ting did not react, and the distance between the two people at this time was only three centimeters.

Subconsciously, Wen Ting was about to dodge, Wang Rui suddenly stretched out his broad palm, grabbed Wen Ting's slender waist, and the expression on his face was very serious.

"Long Yiyi is going to deal with you today. ā€

When Wen Ting said this, Wen Ting became nervous, and subconsciously forgot that Wang Rui's hand was still on his waist: "What is she going to do, and when will she do it?"

"It's today. Wang Rui smiled while hooking his lips and said in a slow tone.

He did this on purpose, because only in this way could he stay with Wenting for a while longer, and have a little more physical contact.

In order to pursue Wen Ting, he did everything during this time, and even bought the treasure book of raiders for women.

As mentioned above, men and women are opposites attract, and increasing physical contact will release dopamine in the mind, making it easier for women to fall on men.

So Wang Rui learned a lesson deeply and summarized what happened every time he met Wen Ting.

Sure enough, there was no physical contact!

"What is she going to do?" Wen Ting hurriedly asked again, a little anxious.

You must know that today, like last time, requires you to draw a work in one day, and it is a work of the same type and theme, and you must design a delicate idea in the past, so you can't waste time here.

But Wang Rui tightened Wen Ting's soft body in his arms, greedily feeling the smell that belonged to Wen Ting, and didn't seem to plan to end like this: "She will take action when she paints today, and I don't know when or how." ā€

It's the same as not saying.

As the strength on Wang Rui's hand increased, the distance between the two shortened, Wen Ting felt Wang Rui's snort with a hint of vanilla, very warm, his handsome face kept enlarged, handsome eyebrows, handsome facial features, and eyes were deep like an abyss.

Wen Ting finally came back to his senses, and subconsciously pushed Wang Rui away, Wang Rui couldn't dodge because of intoxication, and his body hit the tree behind him.

But he didn't mean to be angry at all, but looked at her with a smile on his lips.

"I—I'll go first. Wen Ting hurriedly threw down the sentence and turned to leave.

Return to the Nai Ho Bridge.

Wen Ting's eyebrows rose in surprise, because Long Yiyi at this time actually held a painting tool and sat behind Wen Ting.

You can't get a view like Wen Ting's in this position, even if you change places, it must be better than this position, and then look around, because there are only five players, and there are still many places that are not occupied.

Immediately thought of Wang Rui's mouth, Long Yiyi's actions today, Wen Ting's eyes darkened and stepped forward.

"Why are you sitting here? It's a better view over there. Wen Ting said coldly.

Long Yiyi was holding a paintbrush to paint, and when she saw Wen Ting deliberately pretending to have an unexpected expression, she immediately said, "I think the scenery here is very good, and it won't delay you." ā€

As he spoke, he turned his head back to the painting, seemingly unwilling to deal with Wenting.

If she wants to say this, Wen Ting will let her leave again, it seems that Wen Ting has won people's love, so many cameras are set up, and Hu Tian drove a private plane to pick her up, if it spreads again, the trouble will definitely be bigger than before.

Wen Ting frowned and didn't speak again, sitting in front of the picture with a heavy heart.

Looking at the calm river, inspiration suddenly burst out, and I picked up a paintbrush and quickly painted.

As the sun went up, it was now half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost lunchtime, and hunger and restlessness caused many of the contestants to sit on pins and needles, but as soon as they looked at Wen Ting, they would find that her waist was as straight as when she first started making flowers.

They had no choice but to dare not complain, and obediently painted with their heads bored.

It was still Gao Feng who couldn't hold on: "I can't do it anymore, rest for a while and continue." ā€

As he spoke, he looked at the camera in front of him, stretched his body vigorously, his bones made a crisp sound, and then sat on the lawn, enjoying the scenery in front of him.

"It's lunchtime, wouldn't it be nice to draw for a while?" asked Wang Wei on the side.