Lu Chengji said as he wrapped the bath towel around his body.

Tang Xiaoqing didn't explain either.

She has never seen a nude model, and she has never even been in contact with a professional art academy teacher.

She was completely self-taught, which is why she cared so much about this opportunity to paint heaven.

The opportunity was rare, Tang Xiaoqing quickly drew according to Lu Chenghei.

As soon as she started drawing, she was calm all at once.

What a stunning beautiful man, in her eyes at this time, is just a reference, and there is no more turmoil in her heart.

Looking at Tang Xiaoqing, who was so focused, Lu Chengsi became more and more moved.

It is said that dedicated men are the most attractive, but in fact, dedicated women are more attractive.

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Lu Chengsi became Tang Xiaoqing's model, and after she got up, she lay on the sofa, quietly watched her paint, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, Tang Xiaoqing was still painting.

With his sleepy eyes open, he looked at Tang Xiaoqing's silhouette when he was painting dimly, as if he was in a dream.

It was as if she really was his rightful wife.

They were on the Aegean Sea, and she was painting the seaside landscape, and she was the landscape in his eyes......

Lu Chenghe, who was half-asleep, quickly fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn.

Tang Xiaoqing didn't know when, she had crawled on the table and fell asleep.

Lu Chengsi didn't alarm her, walked to her side gently, and after setting up a thin blanket for her, he picked up the two pencil drafts.

I didn't expect it to be pretty good.

But because it's too rushed, it's rough.

"I didn't push her-" Tang Xiaoqing suddenly said in her dream.

Listening to her flustered and self-reproachful voice, Lu Chengsi realized that although she regained her fighting spirit, she still did not let go of Tang Shishan's miscarriage in her heart.

She didn't actually show it so strong in her bones.

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After breakfast, Lu Chengsi dragged Tang Xiaoqing to work at LU Group.

Although there are a lot of cumbersome affairs, Tang Xiaoqing has been immersed in revising her drawings.

Lu Chengsi really couldn't figure out what kind of job was worth working so hard for.

But he didn't bother her too much.

Tang Xiaoqing didn't even bother to eat lunch, so she left in a hurry with her sketches.

Lu Chengji still asked Wu Yu to drive her and protect her.

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Painted Heaven Studio is located in a modern office building with 22 floors in the new district of Jinhai City.

The 21st and 22nd floors, two full floors, are the offices of Painted Heaven.

The rooftop garden of the office building is also a painting paradise, with a beautiful landscape and plenty of light, and illustrators can paint on it.

Tang Xiaoqing rushed over more than an hour in advance.

She didn't have an original manuscript, and in order to make a good impression, she must not be late again.

And she also wanted to take advantage of this time to repair two more pencil drafts.

Because it was not time to go to work, Tang Xiaoqing walked into the café opposite the office building.

Wu Yu followed her not far away.

Tang Xiaoqing didn't plan to let him follow, but Wu Yu was extremely principled, no matter what Tang Xiaoqing said, he was the "Mrs., I'm sorry".

Tang Xiaoqing didn't care about him anymore.

Entering the café, Wu Yu did not sit with Tang Xiaoqing, but only sat in the corner of the café, paying attention to her from afar.

After Tang Xiaoqing found a slightly better lit position and sat down, she immediately took out the two pencil drawings and began to revise them.

Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light.

"You're interviewing for Painted Heaven, right?" An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded behind him.