Chapter 7: No Loss

This cup of tea was drunk until the middle of the night.

Lu Sheng left quietly as usual.

Even Song Wan, who slept well for two nights, looked a little rudder than before.

Early the next morning, with his new work, Song Wan went to the studio.

put Lu Sheng's bare back to the C position, and the male models around him who were exposed to the mermaid line were all overshadowed by none of them.

If you don't say it, it's the best.

Song Wan is admiring her new work.

The door of the studio was pushed open, and Qin Su, who had short hair, walked in, didn't have time to say anything, and saw the bareback picture in the C position at a glance, and said in surprise, "Wanwan, this pair is not your treasure, how can you be willing to take it out?" ”

When Song Wan heard this, her eyes darkened imperceptibly, and then she turned around and looked at Qin Su with serious concern, "I haven't seen you for a few days, when did you become blind, why didn't you tell me?" ”

Belch!

Qin Su approached and found that he had made a mistake.

The man does not have a tattoo on his back.

But the figure is excellent, she asked Song Wan with a wicked smile, "Where did you invite the male model, introduce me to me." ”

Song Wan adjusted the layout of the drawing board, and her tone was careless, "What about the 20-year-old milk dog a while ago?" ”

"I'm tired of it." Qin Su said, "It's too clingy to bear." ”

Song Wan 'tsk'.

Qin Su leaned over, "When will you push WeChat to me?" ”

Song Wan glanced at her and refused simply, "Don't push!" ”

Obviously, this has never been done before.

Qin Su was stunned.

"Late, you've finally got the hang of it."

The tone was quite agitated.

Song Wan didn't make waves for half a minute, and changed the topic, "What was the result of yesterday's art exhibition?" ”

Song Wan and Qin Su are friends and partners.

One of them is responsible for painting, the other is responsible for selling, and they have always worked together happily.

Song Wan is well-known in the industry, and her painting style is bold and public, winning the love of young people, so her paintings have never been sold.

But this time-

Qin Su frowned, looked at Song Wan very seriously and said, "Yesterday's art exhibition, I didn't go out a single one. ”

Song Wan was not much surprised.

"Is it Jiang Xinyan?"

Qin Su shook his head, "No." ”

This was inevitably unexpected by Song Wan, and just as she was about to ask, Qin Su spoke first, her tone nervous, "Wanwan, do you know Lu Sheng?" ”

Song Wan smiled.

"You're still laughing." Qin Su said, "It's this Lu Sheng who is talking outside, whoever buys our paintings is against him, have you offended him?" ”

Song Wan said, "How dare I offend him." ”

"That's his illness!"

"He's Jiang Xinyan's cousin."

The voices fell one after the other.

Qin Su stared at Song Wan with a very strange expression.

"Something is wrong with you." She said, "I said he was sick, and you were explaining to him, do you have a leg?" ”

What a big pot.

Song Wan said innocently, "I'm clearly stating the facts. ”

"I don't care." Qin Su was full of confidence, "I have already decided that there is something wrong with the two of you, so I will leave this matter to you to deal with Lu Sheng." ”

It was waiting for her here.

But this matter, no matter how you say it, is because of her, she is not responsible for who is responsible.

...

Lu Sheng's ruthless face-turning did make Song Wan a little eye-opening.

Clearly, last night, the two were very happy.

The WeChat call came, and Lu Sheng was not slow to answer.

"Something?"

It's just that the tone is cold and unpleasant.

Song Wan got straight to the point, "Did I offend you?" You're going to kill my whole family. ”

β€œ....”

There was silence for a moment.

Speaking again, Lu Sheng's tone was no longer cold, but interested, "Do you want to rely on one mouth and invite me to another cup of tea?" ”

"I didn't wronged you, you didn't allow others to buy my paintings, you did it."

Song Wan sells paintings for a living, and Lu Sheng cuts off her wealth, is it equivalent to killing her whole family?

Lu Sheng dared to act, "It's me." ”

Song Wan said, "Say, how can you let me go." ”

No, it didn't.

Over there, Lu Sheng seemed to get up.

Song Wan heard his half-lazy footsteps, and after stopping, the sound of swallowing water followed.

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock.

Lu Sheng is a sexy person.

Song Wan could even think of him when he drank water, his Adam's apple tumbling up and down, like a black-and-white movie in her mind with a delay button, slow but with a clear rhythm.

Until the voice fell, Song Wan's thoughts withdrew.

Lu Sheng's sentence, "Yanyan is satisfied, I will naturally let you go." She couldn't stop laughing.

"It's better to be just and simply let me break up."

This is not what Jiang Xinyan wants.

Lu Sheng's tone was casual, "Of course it's good if you're willing to agree." ”

"Unfortunately, I won't." Song Wan said, "A few paintings, and the title of the young lady of the Pei family, which is more important, I can tell which is more important, not to mentionβ€”β€”"

As soon as the conversation changed, she chuckled, with a little provocation, "He sleeps with his sister, I sleep with my brother, I don't lose." ”

"β€”or rather, we don't lose."