Nan Yukong's eyes widened immediately, and he turned his head to the car window to look out, the guy who had more than enough to do.

Luan Xiaotian chuckled at Nan Yukong's reaction.

Nan Yukong, who was said to be a small secret, also had a weak heart, which was really rare.

"Nan Yukong, let me tell you that if it weren't for Cui Heng today, I would have made a prototype of the person who was making small moves behind my back, and then punched and kicked myself to avenge myself!" Luan Xiaotian waved his fists and feet, ready to go.

Nan Yukong and Cui Heng, who was driving, were stunned at the same time.

"His salary is gone this month." Nan Yukong said flatly, letting him delay Xiaotian to show his skills.

Cui Heng accidentally stepped on the accelerator and wanted to cry without tears.

The salary is innocent, he can go downstairs again to pick up the papers, it doesn't matter how many times.

It's true!

"Come here," Nan Yukong pointed to his shoulder and didn't look at Luan Xiaotian.

"What for?" Luan Xiaotian looked at the back of his head and hesitated.

Nan Yukong is dressed in casual clothes today, loose and baggy, and looks a hundred times better than the board he wears in a suit.

It can be said that ...... From an indifferent facial paralysis to a warm man's style.

The white three-quarter short sleeves just cover his elbows, and the skin of the lining is more white and tender, like the color of pure milk, and the blood vessels can be vaguely seen to be cyan, which makes him more temperamental.

Plus an angular side face......

Fiercely, Luan Xiaotian, whose brain didn't turn, was pressed onto a hard thing.

Just as he was about to struggle, a crisp voice sounded above his head, "Don't move." ”

Nan Yukong could clearly see her distorted face resting on her shoulders from the reflective glass, and the tails of her lips were quietly raised.

Luan Xiaotian's cheeks flushed, his whole body froze, his fists were clenched tighter than stones, and he maintained a movement along the way, not moving.

"Miss Luan, you can count it back, the young master has to clamo to see you and the third young master come back together." The housekeeper hurriedly ran forward, panting and talking.

"Go to the second floor and draw something first." Nan Yukong got out of the car after that, with a calm face, and immediately frightened Luan Xiaotian, who wanted to escape.

Yesterday a dozen or so were just painted, and today they are painted again.

"I don't have a class this afternoon, so I'm going to practice oil painting and coloring." Nan Yukong added after a few seconds.

"I don't ......" want to draw.

Luan Xiaotian didn't dare to say the next words, and even the housekeeper, who had always been respected by him, didn't say anything, and he was happy.

"Miss Luan, you paint first, and I'll take Young Master Summer to feed the chickens."

Feed!

Don't go, housekeeper! I'm still waiting for summer to help!

Luan Xiaotian's hopeful eyes shouted.

"The time is just right, there is nothing important in the company, I will do a model painting."

Cui Heng laughed dryly twice and bowed down to ask for instructions.

"Miss Luan, it's better for you to keep up."

Served! Speechless!

I listened to the professor talk about the imaginative theory at school, and I had to draw when I came back! Draw! Draw!

Doesn't she need a break?

Luan Xiaotian trotted forward, wanting to discuss with Nan Yukong, but Nan Yukong walked like a wind under his feet.

Walking so fast, she's not a demon.

She rolled her eyes, "Wait for me!" ”

It's too much to not let her leave, not to say anything, but to oppress her!

"Don't think much about the things in your campus post bar." Nanyu air-conditioned the oil paint and handed the brush directly to Luan Xiaotian, "You color first, I'll take a look." ”

Didn't you say that you would do a model painting?

What about Fan Hua, automatically delayed?

She took two charcoal pens and sketched a few strokes on the sketchbook, but she could vaguely see the appearance of the person in the drawing.