"Eh, section chief, are you going to have dinner together?"

Xiao Ran sorted the tools and put them in the cabinet, poked his head out and asked.

Qianye cleaned the scalpel, felt the mobile phone vibrate, picked it up and saw that it was Qin Fengmian's call, and frowned slightly.

said to Xiao Ran, "No, something will happen later." ”

Then pick up the phone.

Qin Fengmian's voice came from the other end of the phone, and the deep baritone voice was a little magnetic, "Are you off work?" ”

"Hmm."

Qin Fengmian glanced at the style of the invitation card from the mailbox and paused, "I haven't seen you for a few days, let's have dinner together in the evening." ”

A gentle tone, with a somewhat accommodating tone.

Qianwan pursed her lips coldly, and the emotions in her eyes couldn't be seen.

"The old place?"

Qin Fengmian snorted, glanced at the direction of the studio, and obviously hesitated, "You come to Ayton, my car will be maintained this morning, and I will mention it tomorrow." ”

Qianwan hooked her lips, and she could probably guess a little bit of his intention to do this.

"Okay, wait for me for half an hour."

Qin Fengmian put his fingers on the coffee cup, and wanted to say something more to her, but when the words came to his mouth, there was only one sentence left.

"Okay, don't rush, you drive slowly."

Qianwan looked at the darkened screen, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was a little thin and cold.

Qin Fengmian ......

I'm starting to lose my breath?

……

Ayton Academy of Fine Arts, Department of Oil Painting.

Qianwan sat in the driver's seat, and through the glass, she could clearly see Qin Fengmian standing at the entrance of the academy.

Ironed white striped shirt, shallow black trousers set off the waist, and the dark brown belt was colored, with his slightly deep atmosphere.

It really has a bit of the deep texture of British style.

Qin Fengmian smiled when she saw that it was her car, pushed the car door for a long time, and handed over the gift in her hand.

"Didn't wait too long, did you?"

"No, I just walked down too, it's ......"

"Gifts, typhoon hit, I thought I wouldn't get it until next month."

Qin Fengmian opened the bag and said with a hard way to hide his surprise, "Halilo's customized painting set, wings, this limited edition was already ordered last year...... You're ......."

I almost couldn't put it down and stroked the delicate lines on the painting tool, and the wings on the edges were carved vividly.

The most admired painting tools in the international art world, the darling of painters, it is no wonder that they were sold out as soon as they were sold.

But she actually made it in advance.

Qianwan looked at him silently.

This gift was set by the original owner a long time ago, and no matter how vague the affection was, it had nothing to do with her.

She's just, bringing things here.

Qin Fengmian hugged Qianwan and said with a smile, "Thank you, I didn't expect you to pay attention to these." ”

Qianye's back is stiff.

With a cold face, when he was about to push him away, he heard a voice behind him, "Teacher Qin." ”

The tone is really not normal.

But Qin Fengmian withdrew his hand in an instant.

Qianwan raised her eyebrows and turned her head to look at the girl behind her.

She has a long U-neck dress with a pink lotus, and her long hair is tied in a bun with a plain ribbon.

A pair of apricot eyes stared at Qin Fengmian as gently as water, and his delicate and scheming makeup looked pure and lovely.

The fingertips pinched the skirt hard, revealing the true mood of the owner.

Qianwan looked away with a little disgust.

The female in front of her is probably Yin Xiaorou.

Dress yourself up like a peach, tender and juicy.

glanced at Qin Fengmian questioningly, the aesthetics of this product are so weird?

I can't see it on my face.

Joking:...... Poof, this wave of Shenji hurts people without dirty words, it's amazing.

Qin Fengmian noticed Qianwan's gaze, coughed clearly, and responded warmly, "Hmm." ”

Yin Xiaorou's smile stiffened, and she glanced at Qianwan, "Teacher, who is this next to you?" ”

A thousand evenings of interesting hooked lips.

Qin Fengmian frowned, "She's my fiancée." ”

Yin Xiaorou's fingertips were deeply embedded, "Excuse me, what should I call it?" ”

Yo.

The tone of questioning.

Qianwan's voice was extremely cold, "Yan Qianwan." ”

Qin Fengmian gritted his back molars and said in a deep voice, "Yu Li, you can call her a master." ”

As soon as the man's words came out, Yin Xiaorou's eyes instantly became obscure.