Nan Yukong finally added, "Before September, you entered the school as an auditor, and after the start of the school year, you have to go through a strict assessment before you are an official sophomore. ”

"Sophomore?"

"Well, but I have to make up all the freshman classes."

Freshman classes?

A two-year course makes up a one-year course, so she has to live her life to get those credits?

"I'll take the time to help you improve your foundation." Nan Yukong's finger tapped the covered orchid, "From here on, I can't draw a picture that I'm satisfied with, don't sleep tonight." ”

Luan Xiaotian was startled and stroked the gauze stained with blue oil paint on his forehead, "Then what can I paint to satisfy you?" ”

"Then continue to paint orchids, and laying a good foundation is the most important thing."

She really didn't know where the orchid could be linked to the foundation, "that ......"

Luan Xiaotian stirred the paint in his hand, one circle, two circles, three circles, and the speed continued to increase.

"I'll ......"

She picked up the brush and dipped it in the paint twice, trying to get the paint to stick to the brush.

"...... well"

The next second, the other hand rubbed the paint on the brush,

"Playing ......"

Jerked!

"Basic!"

A colorful hand waved away Nan Yukong's delicate face.

After doing the bad thing, Luan Xiaotian raised his ass and ran to the front of the villa.

In the middle of the night, she didn't want to paint anything, and if she wanted to do it, she would continue tomorrow.

"Hey!" Luan Xiaotian tugged at the collar that was strangled, who dared to pull her clothes so boldly!

"Do you want to run away when you do something bad?" Nan Yukong's voice came into Luan Xiaotian's ears with a rapid gasp.

She ran fast enough, why didn't she succeed in escaping.

I knew I wouldn't have done such a lack of morality.

"I didn't mean to, you let me go, I really know it's wrong." He's covered in paint anyway, and it's not bad, isn't it?

Besides, she had just the right amount of green paint on his face, and she called his face so good that it exploded.

Except that it's a little hard to wash, what are you afraid of.

Thinking about it, she silently smeared the paint dyed on her hand on the sleeve of Nan Yukong's neck.

"Third Young Master, I heard movement here, I'm afraid I'm ......"

The housekeeper held the scissors in his hand, looked embarrassed, and silently turned to leave.

I'm afraid you'll have an accident...... Just come and take a look......

Can you keep surprising his old bones?

Luan Xiaotian's cheeks flushed instantly, and he held Nan Yukong's hand and let go in a panic, "Mr. Nan, isn't it good for us to be like this?" ”

Nan Yukong was stunned for a moment, and immediately let go of his hand, "I'm sorry." ”

I thought she had changed, but I didn't expect that she was still rejecting him.

"Since I don't want to paint, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Nan Yukong had a gloomy expression, and crossed Luan Xiaotian, particularly cold, "It's not early, remember to rest early." ”

Luan Xiaotian, who was in place, was completely confused.

Muttered to himself, "Isn't it going too far?" ”

……

Early the next morning, Nan Yukong came down from upstairs, and the only servant in the house was his most trusted housekeeper, who was carelessly pruning flowers and branches in the living room.

"Xiaotian hasn't gotten up yet?"

The sound of Nan Yukong going downstairs was imprinted on the tip of the housekeeper's heart, and he suddenly remembered yesterday's incident and blushed, "Miss Luan hasn't seen it since last night, maybe she is resting in the room." ”

The clock in the living room rang just eight times, and Nan Yukong followed the sound and went upstairs again.

"House steward! Where did Luan Xiaotian go! ”

The sound from upstairs made the housekeeper's hand tremble, and he almost cut off his finger as a flower branch.