Nan Xiang sat on a chair, holding a paintbrush in his hand, quiet like a beautiful landscape painting.

She majored in fine arts in college, with her graceful face and ethereal temperament, it has always been a beautiful scenery of Modu University, I don't know how many boys have crashed into the street lamp in order to peek at Nanxiang's demeanor.

It's just that what breaks everyone's hearts is that the goddess has long been famous, and the other party is still a garbage gangster.

So as long as there is no one who understands Nan Xiang's relationship, there is no one who does not feel sorry for her, even Gu Li and Lin Xiao don't know how many times they have persuaded Nan Xiang to let her draw a line with the scum like Xicheng.

But women are inherently sensual creatures, and girls like Nanxiang, who are from a family and study art, are even more emotional.

In her worldview, as long as two people have love, then no matter what kind of difficulties and obstacles, they can't stop two hearts from loving each other.

All right!

I have to admit that on the other side of the strait, which wonderful female writer with a junior is in the upper position, and the three views she wrote really poisoned generations of young people, how many boys and girls were deceived by the so-called beautiful love, and then their lives were ruined.

The beauty is alone, the empty valley is quiet, and the afterglow of the sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling window, sprinkling on Nanxiang's body, which looks so quiet and elegant.

That's it!

"What, still thinking about that little thug?"

A discordant sound came from outside the door, and Li Qingyuan directly unscrewed the door, destroying this quiet beauty.

On the drawing board in front of Nan Xiang, a vague figure is emerging, although the facial features have not yet been drawn, but it can be clearly seen that it should be the appearance of Xi Cheng.

As Fiona said, this girl has drawn more than a dozen sketches intermittently in the past few days, which is really unexpected.

"What's the matter?" Only then did he start to see Li Qingyuan walk in, Nan Xiang's face first had a trace of fear, but then calmed down and asked in an indifferent tone.

Her heart is dead!

Of course, the immortality of the heart has little to do with Master Li, he wants people anyway, not the heart.

As for saying that you can unlock more poses after having a heart, that's even more nonsense!

With his current strength and physique, he can pose whatever he wants, and the other party simply does not have any capital to resist.

"Come and see! You were bought by me with money, and it would be a great loss if you used it once and then scrapped it. Not caring about Nanxiang's expression, Li Qingyuan sat directly on her bed and said.

"Xi Cheng is dead!" Nan Xiang looked at the burly man, bit his lip and said.

The man she loved most in her life, the man she thought she could give everything for herself and everything for him, the man who sold himself for a million, actually died!

Nanxiang didn't know about Xicheng's death until the third day, after all, Li Qingyuan was playing crazy at that time, so this girl was in a coma for more than a day, and she didn't wake up until the third day.

Originally, Nan Xiang thought that Xi Cheng had completely left in his life, and since the moment he accepted the money and walked out of the door, he had nothing to do with him anymore.

But why, after hearing the news of his death, I felt so empty in my heart!

"It's true that he's dead, but our business was done before he died, so you're still my collection." Patting the vacant position next to the bed, Li Qingyuan hooked his finger and said to Nan Xiang.

"Why bother! I'm just a broken flower, you're so rich, why do you have to me! Nan Xiang smiled bitterly, with a sad face.

It's just that although there was more dissatisfaction in her heart, she still stood up and slowly walked to Li Qingyuan's side.

"It's a nice outfit!" Looking at Nan Xiang, who was wearing light blue water sleeves, the man couldn't help but nodded.

With the height of the beauty in front of him of 1.7 meters, coupled with the ancient temperament on his body, if he wears the ancient costume of the flower planter, he is really like a fairy in a painting, bright and glamorous.

My vision has always been so good!

"You've always wanted to be a painter, haven't you?" Nan Xiang originally thought that the other party should have entered her room to do something, because in her opinion, her role was like that.

She had been in the house for days, and she could wander around everywhere except for the fact that she was not allowed to go out.

In the center of the magic capital, there is a mansion of thousands of square meters, and by the way, there is also a greenhouse garden, such a luxurious residence, even if it is the villa of the Gu Li family, it is a little dwarfed by here.

And Nan Xiang also learned that this house was only bought as a temporary residence because the man in front of him wanted to stay in the magic capital, but he didn't want to live in a hotel.

Such a extravagant figure who spends thousands of dollars, she knows that she is not qualified to resist the other party in her life.

After all, the two are completely people from two worlds, and if the other party wants to do something, they don't even have the right to refuse.

So when the foreign woman came to persuade her, Nanxiang had already thought about it.

Anyway, I'm just a vase, how the owner wants to fiddle with it, it depends on the owner's preferences, and I just need to do my part as a vase.

So when Li Qingyuan entered the room just now, Nan Xiang was already ready.

Although she was made very miserable a few days ago, she was so young, and the women around Master Li had long been accustomed to this situation, and the medicines she carried with her were all top-notch, so after a few days of recuperation, she had almost recovered.

It's just that what made her puzzled was that the other party actually pulled her to chat, which really surprised her.

"Yes!" Nan Xiang nodded and said.

The personality of a temperamental young woman is like this, the most important thing for them is love and dreams, and now her love is dead, so only dreams remain.

However, Nanxiang also feels that there is no hope for that dream, because now that he has become a captive canary, can the canary still have a dream?

"Cal Art Institute, find out?" Holding the classical beauty in his arms and starting to ravage, Master Li asked lightly.

"What?" Even if he was fiddled with in the man's arms, Nan Xiang still asked in surprise.

The California Institute of the Arts is a temple in the hearts of people in the art world all over the world, and if you can study in it, it will be no less than a new life for Nanxiang.

"The vase I want is not just a beautiful one!" Looking at the beauty in his arms, Li Qingyuan said with a smile.

Vases are also valuable if they need to have temperament and cultivation, right?

If it's just about body and looks, there are only a handful of people in the world who can beat Giselle, but it's a pity that that girl was played by herself.

So now, he thinks that it is better to collect some vases with temperament, and it is better to have fewer ones that are completely wasted.