"I'm free, what do you want to eat?" Langsheng replied to her, and then flipped through a few photos.

Langsheng kept flipping through the photos, and as long as Atherland said yes, they would go to that store and buy them.

Cat's paw pudding, muffins, milk squares, vanilla puffs, Mont Blanc and other delicacies. Most of them are also good-looking, and the taste is also good, and they are not easy to get tired.

Atherland bought two cups of fruit tea, one for himself and one for Langsheng.

"Okay, I'm going to be late, I'll ask you out when I'm free." Langsheng looked at the watch on his wrist, and then at Atherland, who was crazy to buy, buy, buy, buy

Athelan, who was walking in the front, turned his head and said reluctantly: "Goodbye Xiaoxi, I have time to look for you." ”

The school is also nearby, just a few streets away.

Seeing Atherland gone, Langsheng walked unhurriedly to the school.

As soon as she was about to enter, she saw the person by the window of the bubble tea shop opposite the school gate, looking at her with straight eyes.

Langsheng smiled at him and dialed the phone: "Admiral Quan, have breakfast at the bubble tea shop?" ”

"You're five minutes late."

"Can't you get full of milk tea, your car didn't drive out?"

"You're talking too much, get in. As a parent, I have a responsibility to you, and besides...... Have you forgotten that you are now my little bodyguard? ”

“…… Indeed, to be late, I went first. ”

Langsheng hung up decisively, and Quan Yi, who was separated by a layer of glass, hooked the corners of his mouth.

……

Coincidentally, the first class was an art class, and today can also be said to be a welfare day. One relaxation class in the morning and two relaxation classes in the afternoon, so it was pretty good.

Langsheng turned the pencil, thoughtful.

Mo Xiaohuang stepped forward and asked, "Boss, what do you want to paint?" ”

What to draw?

She didn't know.

"Whatever."

After a few turns, the pencil finally stopped, and finally drew traces on the white snow-white paper.

When she paints, her expression is very light, and she seems to be careless. Half-drooping eyes, slightly pursed lips, one hand to support the chin, lazy and evil.

Everyone's attention is not on the paper she draws, looking at people! is the right choice.

The art teacher knocked on the table in the front row, and the people who watched the Langsheng turned around lazily.

"Boss, what are you drawing?" Mo Xiaohuang looked at the hair that had been formed on the paper, and couldn't help but admire his boss's superb painting work.

"Whatever you want."

Well...... Painted casually, a sense of familiarity gushes out inexplicably.

It's like I've learned, it's very professional, and every stroke is very good.

After drawing a head, Langsheng did not continue the picture, probably planning to paint it at the end. If you draw the lower body, you can basically see what kind of clothes it is.

Uniform.

Mo Xiaohuang's eyebrows became more and more wrinkled the more he looked at it, he was really a familiar person......

Look at the rank is a general......

Uh-huh, it can't be Quan Yi, right?

Langsheng is still the same, but his face is not painted. When I stopped to appreciate it, I felt a sense of familiarity...... It's indescribable.

It is estimated that when I drew that rank, I didn't expect it to be a two-bar three-star.

Langsheng, who was still entangled in his face, looked at the blank face, and gradually emerged Quan Yi's good-looking face.

I was obsessed, and I started to draw on my face.

drew a pair of eyes, and Mo Xiaohuang next to him was not calm.

it, his boss is really a general! Is this a god or is Admiral Quan the prototype!

Calm down, his boss won't be brainless. It must be a imitation of a painting, yes, that is!

"Rhubarb, don't you look like Quan Yi?"