Li Xiangwei lowered her eyes, sighed slightly, and just wanted to respond to her when her hand was stopped, Nangong Yue'er dragged her in the direction of the studio: "Sister Weiwei, you must teach me how to draw well." ”

After arriving at the studio, Li Xiangwei realized that the apology that Nangong Yue'er was referring to had nothing to do with Huangfu Moche, but ......

"Sister Weiwei, I didn't mean to."

There were a lot of works in the studio, including oil paintings, Chinese ink paintings, many of which were bought for her by Huangfu Moche, and she mainly painted comics, but now ......

Li Xiangwei took a deep breath and picked up a painting that fell to the ground: "I want to know, what did you do just now?" ”

This destructive ability is absolutely incredible.

Half of the paintings in the whole studio were crooked, and a small part was even more invisible, covered with more or less paint, and the floor was almost impossible to see the paint scattered all over the floor.

Nangong Yue'er followed behind Li Xiangwei and helped up a paint-stained painting, and then stained her small hands with color, and her voice was lowered a lot: "That's the case, I just wanted to try to paint something, I remembered what I had learned from the teacher before, and I took out the paint first, but I accidentally knocked it over." ”

Nangong Yue'er paused for a moment, and then continued: "The paint was scattered on the ground, and I wanted to clean it up, but I accidentally touched a painting, and then all the paintings began to fall. ”

She stuck her tongue out at her with extreme innocence: "I really didn't do anything......"

Faced with the mess in the studio, Li Xiangwei was also helpless, she sat on a chair and looked helplessly at the paintings around her.

Many of these are from the hands of famous teachers, or Huangfu Mocher's paintings are auctioned at high prices, and she usually collects them very carefully, and her steps into the studio are also very steady, for fear of damaging these paintings. It's good now, since this Nangong Yue'er, half of these expensive paintings have been destroyed in less than half a day......

"It's broken, and there's no way to fix it now."

"What then?" Nangong Yue'er paused with a look of chagrin, staring at the painting on the ground that had been stained with paint and couldn't see its original face clearly.

"These are not the ...... I painted"

The loss should also be Huangfu Mocher's, since Huangfu Mocher likes her, he will definitely not account for these.

Just like a few days ago, when Huangfu Moche said that he liked her, he also bought a lot of various things, and he never seemed to feel sorry for the money.

"Sister Weiwei......"

Li Xiangwei had a headache and looked at this girl angrily.

"You go out and let me calm down."

Because she destroyed her studio, she quarreled with Huangfu Mocher's new favorite, so her measurement is really too small......

Nangong Yue'er went out obediently and brought the door of the studio up.

Li Xiangwei sat there, looking at the mess here, her heart was cold, and a large number of questions filled her brain.

What is she now?

Is it a junior? Or an unfavored girlfriend?

What she eats and wears is now all Huangfu Moche's, and she eats other people's soft mouths, and she really doesn't know how to face this man now.

Is it so awkward that the relationship is extremely maintained......

Li Xiangwei's hand was placed on her chest, and she asked herself seriously, Li Xiangwei, do you really like him?