"It's over! Finished! Momo, I'm so ashamed! Li Xingyu, don't come back! ”

Bai Miaoting stumbled and fell on her soft bed, and Ji Mo'er followed behind Bai Miaoting slowly.

"I just said that Li Xingyu looked at me so strangely in the morning, it turned out that he knew that the engagement partner was me yesterday. Do you think I'm going to do something to make amends? Momo? ”

Ji Mo'er watched Bai Miaoting roll over on the bed a few times, and then sat calmly on the side.

She didn't care about this: "Bai Miaoting, shouldn't you explain to me what 'a teacher who can be my art teacher' means?" ”

Bai Miaoting: "This... This one... This, grandmother said casually..."

Ji Mo'er: "Really? Even I hide it, hum! It's still not a cutie who doesn't talk about anything! Do you think I'm going to give away your secrets? ”

Bai Miaoting: "Momo doesn't ...... That's not what it means... This... Let's do this... It's relatively large, and I can't tell it for a while. And I swore to my aunt that I would never let the industry know that I was good at drawing. ”

"Anyway, my dear, if you have any painting problems in the future, you can directly contact me, and I should be able to help you solve most of them..."

Flattering touch Ji Mo'er: "Don't be angry, there will be wrinkles~"

Ji Mo'er's temper came and went quickly, how could Bai Miaoting really get angry after explaining the reason.

"Okay, my little cutie is really hidden!"

Ji Moer studied film and television directing, but before entering college, Ji Moer wanted to learn to paint, but her mother Luo Yin was the founding CEO of a jewelry company and wanted her daughter to take over. Ji Moer is not interested in jewelry, so she chose her second favorite film and television director.

As a blessing in disguise, Bai Miaoting did not choose art, so the two were in the same department again. In her sophomore year, Bai Miaoting transferred to the Department of Art Performance to study acting because of the recommendation of the head of the department.

As Ji Mo'er said: "Kiss, God won't let us separate, you have to be Uncle Ben's woman for the rest of your life..."

After finishing the topic of painting, the two of them returned to a pink dress on the bed, Bai Miaoting did not mean to wear it;

Li Xingyu scolded himself for being 'brainless' in the morning, and as soon as he got home, he changed his style and put on a pink girl's skirt, which was really brainless.

The days are always longer in the summer, and the sky is getting darker. Ji Mo'er found the paintbrush in Bai Miaoting's room, and after mixing the ink, under Bai Miaoting's simple guidance, she reveled in herself.

Bai Miaoting walked around the gate when she was approaching the evening, and the beautiful name was: a walk.

In just one or two hours before it got dark, Bai Miaoting's heart went up and down, ran to the living room and ran back to her room... Aimless...... Her explanation was that I was walking, just walking.

After knowing that Li Xingyu also knew the news of the marriage, Bai Miaoting figured out what Li Xingyu thought.

It's not that she wants to talk to Li Xingyu right away, after all, Bai Miaoting doesn't know much about Li Xingyu, and suddenly a marriage contract is thrown over, and Bai Miaoting's whole person becomes depressed, bored, and neurotic in the afternoon.

After a while, I walked to the garden of the villa and broke the rose petals, "1, 2... 15 tablets, 16 tablets... 30 tablets... 61 tablets... 109 tablets... 321 tablets...";

Count the fruit in a moment, and "the singular number agrees...... Even numbers don't agree...... Singular Promise...... Even numbers don't agree...... Singular Promise...... Even numbers don't promise ......"

There was no result, and after feeling that he had destroyed the green plants and cast a florist's inquiry, he took his mobile phone and shuttled back and forth in the two villas of several hundred square meters, wanting to ask his grandmother what Li Xingyu meant, but he was afraid that he would be said to be too anxious.

Finally it was 6:50 and waited until a car stopped at the gate.

Bai Miaoting happily sorted out her clothes, but when she looked back, Li Haoze came back first, but Li Xingyu did not come back.

As night fell, the villa was lively, and the cooks brought the sumptuous dinner prepared one by one to the white jade table.

Everyone at home sat at the table, and the place left for Li Xingyu was still empty.

At half past seven, Fu Qing proposed: "Haoze, call your little uncle and ask." ”

After Li Haoze dialed the phone, the other party did not answer immediately, but rang for more than 20 seconds.

Then after answering, the word "hey" was said, and Bai Miaoting's deer bumped into each other. The heart is racing... I quickly poured myself two large glasses of water and took several deep breaths before I could barely calm down...

"Hmm... Well... Good... Goodbye, little uncle..."

Everyone cast the same 'how's it going, what did Li Xingyu say', and Li Haoze replied: "The little uncle went to see someone, it might be late, and he said let's eat first without waiting for him." ”

Don't wait?

Not coming back!

Bai Miaoting stubbornly clung to the cruel words released, and she didn't talk to her brother Li Haoze for a day.

On the contrary, Ji Mo'er asked refreshedly: "Li Haoze, let me ask you: How do you feel if my family Tingting is your little aunt?" ”

Li Haoze replied: "What Tingting wants to do, the master supports it." Besides, my little uncle is so good, it's good. ”

Ji Mo'er scolded that he was really a second goods, and then asked like a play: "Erze, let me ask you: If you fall in love with the same woman as your little uncle, do you dare to rob him?" ”

The second cargo touched the back of his head, and the answer was still two-two: Mo'er, this... This one... I didn't think about it.

…

At 22 o'clock in the evening, after Bai Miaoting went outside the door to eat, Li Xingyu still did not come back.

At half past ten, he became uneasy in the studio again: "Momo, did you say that Li Xingyu knew about this and deliberately avoided me and didn't see me?" Am I a crow's mouth, why did I say that if he doesn't come back, he really won't go home? ”

While making an unfinished painting, Ji Mo'er replied: "Don't be impatient... Li Xingyu, how could the dignified president of Feiyu Group do such a schoolboy thing, even if he refused, he could say it directly. ”

Bai Miaoting: "Maybe..."

Ji Mo'er: "Speaking of business, Tingting, I want to ask you, you, a person who has always kept the content of your work and paid attention to the connotation, why did your aunt say that you would go to Feiyu Group to be a secretary, and you didn't mention it all night, and you didn't take the initiative to ask." Shouldn't I really be in love with your little uncle? ”

Bai Miaoting stopped her steps and said coquettishly: "How is it possible! I've only known him for a few days, and I just admire, admire, his fairly average-looking face! As for his talent and character, he is still being examined, how can he fall in love with him! ”

Ji Mo'er clapped her hands and exclaimed: "Sure enough, it's my Tingting's style of acting, praise!" ”

"It's not that you don't know that the baby's profession is a student painter, and he occasionally plays on strings. In my freshman year, I interned at L.W., a subsidiary of the Feiyu Group, so it is not at all possible to say that I will enter the company again. ”

After the work topic was over, Bai Miaoting and Ji Mo'er returned to their respective rooms to rest.

In the middle of the night, after eating two bites of salted fish for dinner, Bai Miaoting got up and poured water to drink, climbed up the stairs with a water glass, and continued to go back to the room to dream of Zhou Gong.

As a literary and artistic worker, Bai Miaoting has always been sensitive.

Twenty meters away from the entrance, the sound of rustling and rubbing the door sounded irregularly, which was completely different from the regular sound of crickets outside.

It's like a pry door!

In the middle of the night, there is, small, steal!