Murong Le nodded, raised his head and thought.

"Add my WeChat, we can contact at any time, as long as you want to add elements, I will integrate them."

Cheng Jin took out her mobile phone, pulled out a QR code, and handed it to Murong Le.

"Good!"

Murong Le opened WeChat and scanned his QR code, and his screen name was "Cheng", which was simple and clear.

Cheng Jin was happy to be added successfully, and he would be able to chat with her every day in the future, and he would no longer have to be alone.

Throughout the morning, Murong Le stayed here with Cheng Jin, discussing the design of clothing with him, and the two found that they had a lot of things in common, and they hit it off.

"You can add a texture here, noble and atmospheric."

Cheng Jin's gentle and clear voice rang in his ears, different from Murong Bojing's low and hoarse, Cheng Jin was the kind of young man's voice, which was comfortable to listen to.

Murong Le took a closer look, and accidentally bumped into Cheng Jin's head, and a scent of grass rushed into her nose, faintly, she raised her eyes in a little panic.

With brown and black eyes, like crystal clear gemstones, Cheng Jin has a pair of smart glass eyes, which are particularly beautiful, as if they can suck people into his world.

The corner of Murong Le's heart was suddenly hit by something, and he stared at him blankly.

"Listen carefully and don't get distracted."

Cheng Jin took the pencil and tapped it lightly on Murong Le's head, his eyes full of helpless smiles.

Murong Le nodded in a daze, and unconsciously opened his mouth, Cheng Jin's face was really very tempting, a demonic countenance.

Coupled with his gentle and jade-like personality, he is the one that girls like, and everyone wants a big brother who treats him gently and protects her!

Cheng Jin retracted his gaze, lowered his head and continued to carefully teach Murong Le to sketch, transforming the things formed in his mind into portraits.

——

Murong Le, who only went back in the evening, did not tell the maid where she had gone.

Because of the umbrella that was wet in the rain, she put it at the door, holding the drawing paper in her arms, which was the shape of the costume that Cheng Jin briefly traced for her.

"Miss Le, your skirt is wet, go take a shower first, right? When the young master comes back from work, he will be able to eat. ”

When the maid saw Murong Le enter the house, her eyes flashed with a worried look, although she didn't know where Miss Le went, she looked like she was in a hurry......

"I see."

Murong Le changed her shoes and went upstairs, went back to her room to bathe, and remembered that her uncle told her to read a book during the day, but she forgot about it.

"Ding Dong!"

[Cheng Jin]: Xiaole, have you returned home? Take a hot shower, don't get cold.

Murong Le saw the message prompt, and hurriedly opened WeChat and replied to Cheng Jin:

Roger that! It's home!

Than the heart of the heart【jpg.】

Charging the phone, Murong Le found his pajamas, turned around and walked into the bathroom, humming a little song and taking a bath.

At about seven o'clock in the evening, the night gradually darkened, and the extended version of the business car drove into Longtan Villa.

"President, it's here."

He Tezhu spoke respectfully, waking up the man in the back seat who closed his eyes and recuperated, Murong Bojing opened his eyes and glanced at the villa not far away.

He Tezhu got out of the car, held an umbrella, came to the back, opened the door, and was considerate.

Murong Bojing got out of the car, and under He Tezhu's umbrella, he walked to the villa, his slender thighs were hidden in his trousers, and he didn't know how many women fell under his trousers.

He Tezhu secretly swallowed his saliva, raised his hand holding the umbrella high, and sent the president back.

Thinking of the old man's explanation that he should pay close attention to the president's private life, He Tezhu only felt a pain in his brain, where did he dare to peek into the president's life?